After 17 years of marriage to Rubens, Isabella Brant died in 1626 at the age of 39. In only one of his letters, Rubens sketches her character in a few sentences.

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Isabella Brant talks:

Do you like this drawing? I certainly do! I know I’m not the most beautiful woman in Antwerp, but I do have a lovely husband. A few years ago, he called me to his studio, asked me to sit down, to smile, not too much… And with a few lines of pencil, chalk and charcoal I found myself on paper.

Sadly, this portrait reminds me too much of his drawing of our deceased daughter Clara Serena (+1623). Peter Paul had drawn it from memory, at the time that her illness only left her as a shadow of the beautiful girl with the ruddy cheeks in a previous painting.

Peter Paul has portrayed me more than once with real paint. The first time was, when I turned 18 and we were joined in marriage. That is to say: we are sitting together in the same frame, under the honeysuckle, a symbol of marital love.
Our families had been living close to each other. They had known each other for a long time; my father Jan was a secretary to the city council and his father Jan Rubens had been an alderman.

I look after the household, not after the apprentices; however, let me tell you something. Peter Paul’s best pupil – as he puts it himself – Anthony van Dyck, followed his master’s example and went to Italy in October 1621. But first he gave me another portrait as a present. There you can see me sitting in front of a red curtain, with our courtyard and the beautiful gate to the garden as a backdrop.

As you see, we are a well-to-do couple. It helps that Peter Paul is a court painter to our beloved archdukes in Brussels, but that he is still allowed to live and work in Antwerp. A few years ago, he bought this house with land, and he had his studio built according to his own design. He was eager to show me the drawings he had made of the palazzi in Genova; this piece of sunny Italian architecture has really brightened up our northern city.

Van Dyck would not see Isabella alive again; she died on June 20, 1626; the plague had been spreading in Antwerp for a year, but it hasn’t been established whether this was the real cause of her death. The statement at the time only said:
“from quick and contagious disease”/”haestige ende smettelijke ziekte (vande peste)”

Peter Paul once described the inner beauty of his deceased wife in a few sentences. They were dressed up as Latin philosophical reflections on Fate (the letter is written in Italian to Pierre Dupuy, dated July 15, 1626):

“I have indeed lost an excellent companion, whom one could, nay, should love, with good reason, because she had none of the vices of her sex. She was not capricious nor weak, but so good, so sincere and so loved for her virtues during her life, and so mourned by all after her death. Such a loss seems to me to be worth much sorrow indeed. Because the true remedy for all suffering is oblivion, daughter of Time, I ‑ without doubt ‑ hope for salvation from it. But I find it very difficult to separate the grief of loss from the memory of the person I have to love and honour for as long as I live.”

Continued on Timeline: 1635 – Helena Fourment and her children