
I stumbled on this recently, while surveying art (a thing which I enjoy). And I realized, the motif is quite old.

Now, to be sure, there certainly are examples in art of males reading. But if you survey this genre it becomes very clear that the vast majority of people depicted as reading in art are women. And I began to wonder why this motif is so ubiquitous.
You know a motif is significant when there are sizable Pinterest Boards dedicated solely to it. Survey, for instance the following:
Art - Women Reading
Women Readers
Biblio Beauties
Las Mujeres que leen
One may here counter that women reading in art is so common simply because
A) reading is a common activity and B) women are overall depicted in art significantly more than men. (For the simple fact that they're gorgeous!) Put those things together and maybe there's nothing terribly special or unexpected about a lot of artists producing paintings of women while they read.
But that explanation doesn't satisfy me.
There are plenty of

As I studied the matter by looking at multiple examples of the genre, I noticed that the impetus of using "a woman reading" as an artistic subject seems to be the very fact that a woman reading is focused on something. In the vast majority of these art works, the woman is, of course, focused on the book. But I found it utterly fascinating that sometimes, while she has a book, she is focused on something else in the painting.
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Women reading, by Mary Cassat |
Even if female artists have painted in this genre, it remains true that most of the artists who established this motif were men. And I will here propose that the choice of the "women reading" as a subject of art by men is ultimately about boys always and forever craving their mother's attention and approval.

The show Family Guy depicts this brilliantly and hilariously in a scene where the baby Stewie is trying to get his mother's attention.
And the many artists in the "woman reading" genre are subconsciously expressing the same angst.
Which brings me back to my mother. She also was a reader. My mother raised five children
within some limited means. But she made a significant purchase when we were all young. She bought a set of the World Book Encyclopedia. And she encouraged us all to read them and learn everything we could. And it opened up the world to us! I didn't even really want to go to college. But she insisted, even forged my signature on the application and sent it in when I had procrastinated the process. I would eventually get a PhD.
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My mother, far right, with her siblings. |
And never did I doubt her love and attention for a moment.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. Pray for me, as I pray for you. I love you always.
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