Both Picasso and Cezanne belong to the Great Artist/Unpleasant Human category, and particularly with regard to their treatment of women. With Picasso, it's pretty clear cut - amidst the constant whoring, he would find one main woman for whom he would gush works of almost schoolboyish love and courtship, which would degenerate over time into twisted portraits of loathing and resentment that reduced the beloved to the same level of macho disdain that Picasso had for every other woman.

Cezanne is trickier. Particularly early on, his work just drips with a distrust of femininity and at the same time an irresistible attraction to it. Then you look at the series of bathers he did, and it's like these creatures are his answer to god, the universe, and everything. He wasn't particularly good to his wife, but then he wasn't particularly good to much of anybody.

Caravaggio was pretty awesome, and a fair number of the reports of him using corpses as models are probably exaggerated.

- Count Dolby von Luckner