Found a very nice collection of the Dantonphotoshere! There are about 100 of them, including behind the scenes pics. Haven’t seen some of them before. (More examples under the cut)
Excerpt from Robespierre’s diary. In between ‘Danton mocked virtue again today’ and ‘I actually can’t believe Fabre got a woman to move her furniture into his flat and then changed the locks’.
Fabre WHAT?!
He did! He was an awful person, after all.
Fabre had a quarrel with his mistress, Rémy, who, making long story short, dumped Fabre for some notary for his not-so-loyal behaviour. Fabre quickly found himself a new mistress, whom he convinced to add her furniture to his own. After a few days he changed the locks and kept the furniture - a bed and a few smaller pieces. After rejecting his new, interesting lover he somehow regained the good graces of Rémy… or so Robespierre told us.
Robespierre: “That man, Antoine… His life is like a soap opera.”
Saint-Just (with a disdainful sniff of his sensual nostrils) : “The closest he’s been to soap for quite a while, I should think.”
Super super rough storyboard thingy of what will eventually be my next big drawing project. Eventually, I’ll do each of these panels individually and very big, just sketched out in pencil, then I’ll scan each and color digitally (fingers crossed). One of my favorite quotes ever, adapted visually for this.
‘Tis the season for French revolution couples! From left to right:
Jean-Christophe and Xandrine are the main characters in my French Revolution romantic historical WIP, The Captive Heiress. In the middle we have Maximilien Robespierre and his fiancee, Éléonore Duplay (who also show up in my novel). And last but not least, we have Saint-Just and his married childhood friend,Thérèse Gellé, who may have had a covert liaison (La Jacobine lays out the evidence, such as it is, here). There’s no portraits left of of Thérèse, but Lenotre describes her as “fair and freckled” in his “Romances of the French Revolution,” so I ran with that.
A sketch I did some time ago for @jefflionaka@frevandrest– this depicts Saint-Just and Thèrese Gellé in happier times, the the ruined castle near Blérancourt where they often met for liaisons before her marriage and Saint-Just left for Paris for good. Someday this will be painted! Someday when I have more time…
Thérèse Gellé– blond, buxom, fresh-faced and freckled– was the daughter of a wealthy notary in the village of Blérancourt where she met the future revolutionary Louis-Antoine Saint-Just. The two teenagers had a passionate love affair, having trysts in a nearby ruined castle, but Thérèse‘s father was dead set against the match and married her off to someone else. A broken-hearted Saint-Just ran off to Paris with the family silver and was later sent to prison on his mother’s behest; later Thérèse ran off to Paris, making plans to divorce her husband and taking lodgings suspiciously close to her (ex?) lover’s. Everyone in Blérancourt thought they were having an affair, but Saint-Just denied it, and he made plans to marry his good friend LeBas’s sister, but then he dumped her for suspiciously flimsy reasons. Saint-Just, near the time of Thermidor, was writing “fiction” about a stormy love affair (much of his earlier fictional output was arguably about Thérèse) but then he was executed, and the newly divorced Thérèse returned to the village, where she spent the rest of her brief life in mourning and disgrace.
This is an extremely short synopsis of this very interesting (and tragic) woman’s life– there’s more here,here, and here.
