by Sandra Gulland | Jan 2, 2008 | Adventures of a Writing Life |
“I slipped into that absorbed state I have come to associate with the writing process, or rather, that part of writing that precedes actually putting any words on paper.”
—Susanne Dunlap, from her essay “Men Seldom Make Passes at Girls Who Wear Glasses” in For Keeps; Women Tell the Truth About Their Bodies, Growing Older, and Acceptance, edited by Victoria Zackheim.
This sentence by Susanne, a friend, startled me. I know that feeling well. Quakers talk of being “moved to speak.” This sensation is similar, a welling up intense interest, a tumbling of voices and thoughts. It’s like falling in love, a feeling of inevitability—a feeling of being blessed.
This sensation of “possession” makes writing vital, addictive. It is also what makes its absence distressing. Writing Mistress of the Sun, I was “possessed” for almost eight years. Now that the novel is out in the world, I’m experiencing that same flat disinterest I felt after The Last Great Dance on Earth—the last of the Josephine B. novels—was launched. It helps to remember that I’ve been here before, that it takes time for the well to fill.
by Sandra Gulland | Dec 12, 2007 | Baroque Explorations |
“The visiting card was introduced to Europe in the 17th century during the reign of Louis XIV who was known as the Sun King. In the same century the practice began to take hold in English society. At around the same time, the card moved from its social beginnings to a business purpose with the introduction of the trade card.”
Image from BibliOdyessy.
by Sandra Gulland | Dec 12, 2007 | Baroque Explorations |
This is an interesting article on Louis’s passion for diamonds and how it began:
Louis the XIV ascended to the French throne and became the Sun King in 1643. Because of his love of diamonds, a better name for him might be “The King of Bling.”
Louis’ love of diamonds made him an odd duck in the fashion world of the time. In the 1600s, and for centuries before that, Europe’s high and mighty didn’t want diamonds, they wanted pearls. In fact, when Christopher Columbus went to the New World, pearls were on the top of Queen Isabella‘s wish list, way ahead of gold and silver (diamonds didn’t even make the list).
But Louis the XIV was having none of that. He was dazzled by diamonds, which were incredibly rare in those days. This was before diamonds were discovered in Brazil or South Africa, when the world’s diamonds came from the river sediments of the Golconda region of India.
Luckily for Louis, an intrepid explorer came along. His name was Jean-Baptiste Tavernier and he’s the greatest explorer you never heard of.
I love Tavernier’s description of Louis at court:
“In the middle of this hall and near the side overlooking the court, as in a theatre, they place the throne when the Emperor comes to give audience and administer justice. It is a small bed of the size of our camp beds, with its four columns, the canopy, the back, a bolster, and counterpane; all of which are covered with diamonds.”
by Sandra Gulland | Dec 12, 2007 | Baroque Explorations |
From an article on an exhibit at Versailles:
Titled “When Versailles was furnished in silver” (Quand Versailles etait meuble d’argent), the exhibition running November 21 to March 9 brings together 200 massive, mouth-boggling pieces of silverwork gathered from the collections of European royalty, a third of them from Denmark.
“This is the first exhibition ever in the king’s apartment,” Beatrix Saule, Versailles’ chief curator, told AFP. “It will also be the last as there’ll never be anything else grand enough to place there.”
“Our aim was to show why European royalty and visitors would rave after seeing Versailles’ silver furnishings.”
If only I could get there.
QUAND VERSAILLES ETAIT MEUBLE D ‘ARGENT from Erreca on Vimeo.
Sidenote: Martell is producing a special Sun King cognac in honor of the exhibit.
by Sandra Gulland | Dec 2, 2007 | Baroque Explorations |
This is a wonderful clip from “Le ballet de la Nuit.”
“Sur la cime des monts, commençant d’éclairer,
Je commence déjà de me faire admirer,
Et ne suis guère avant dans ma vaste carrière ;
Je viens rendre aux objets la forme et la couleur,
Et qui ne voudrait pas avouer ma lumière
Sentira ma chaleur.
Déjà seul je conduis mes chevaux lumineux,
Qui traînent la splendeur et l’éclat après eux,
Une divine main m’en a remis les rênes,
Une grande déesse a soutenu mes droits,
Nous avons même gloire, elle est l’Astre des Reines,
Je suis l’Astre des Rois.
En montant sur mon char, j’ai pris soin d’écarter
Beaucoup de Phaétons qui voulaient y monter ;
Dans ce hardi dessein leur ambition tremble :
Chacun d’eux reconnaît qu’il en faut trébucher,
Et qu’on verse toujours si l’on n’est tout ensemble
Le maître et le cocher.
Je cours après l’honneur, doux charmes des vainqueurs,
Quoique mon oeil brillant donne à plomb dans les coeurs,
Le mien pour les plaisirs est aussi froid que marbre ;
Quant à la passion, je ne sais ce que c’est,
Et la belle Daphné me touche comme un arbre
Dont la feuille me plaît.
Je n’ai que depuis peu roulé sur l’horizon ;
Je suis jeune, et possible est-ce aussi la raison
Qui m’exempte des maux que la beauté nous cause ;
De là naît le repos dont mon âme jouit ;
Car enfin tout me voit, j’éclaire toute chose,
Et rien ne m’éblouit.” (menos)
