The author expresses in his preface the hope that ""Florine Stettheimer's spirit likes this portrait of her works"". If so, she is easily pleased. Clumsily written, full of presumptuous sounding interpretations of Miss Stettheimer's choices of colors, subjects, and styles, often gushy and always rather unorganized, this book reads like a satire on an artistic biography. Florine Stetteimer was both an artist herself and a leading spirit in New York's art world throughout her adult life. She is remembered, with respect, as a stimulating and important person. The pity of it is that this garrulous and pompous volume makes her, as well as its author, sound rather silly.