Down the Rabbit Hole

Happy Bastille Day, everyone!

Have a fun twisting-the-universe Committee of Public Safety picture!

( Technological Advances of the CSP )

Happy birthday Maxime! Much love from your devoted fans. ^___^

It's customary in my family to give the birthday person in question a nice tray with all of their favorite foods, so my dorm (well, me, with my roommate's assistance and timely reminder) decided to make one in your honor.

(Also, never, ever remind me of a birthday when I'm still high on final-exam-adrenaline if you want the reaction to be within the realms of "sane" or "cheap"...)



And a close up of the pastries:



^_______^

(and, on that note, back to finals! Only a few more days left...thank god...)

Um. So. Yes. These take literally five minutes to do, so I did actually do a few more. More ideas are welcome! Also, ideas for 'scenes' - I already have Marat's stabbing and such, but I'm looking for more iconic scenes to draw in a strange sort of mural-type picture of various, um, zoomorphic revolutionaries. Maybe. ^^;

Also, I couldn't pick between the Camille pictures. There are three in the picture below. Please help me pick which one works best!

Also, I misspelled Charlotte, sorry. -_-;;

( And here I apologise again... )

Again...more suggestions? Anyone? Bueller? : D?

Right, I forgot to post this.

Anyone remember the skipping stones comic?

( Repost for those who forget )

Well, here's the epilogue!

( Skipping Stones, Epilogue )

...screw it, I'll post the damn picture now. It's just about done anyway.

It's another experiment in the realistic style. I had a reference for the face, but not for the clothing - that I just did off the top of my head. Which is why it looks so bad: I forgot how to color cloth and tried to do it without looking up any tutorials or anything to remind me how it's done.

I like how the hair came out, though...but the head seems too big for the body...ah, well, to be fixed next time 'round. I did Camille because, well, I had a good reference picture that I wanted to use and I wanted to make all my mistakes when I drew him instead of when I drew any of the others...

Ignore the weird expression, it was much better done on the reference picture. >_>

( Camille Desmoulins )

Unfortunately, this is going to be most of what I've been thinking about/talking about for the last week or so - reenactment prep. School is over (I got an A in each class, with one teacher sending me a note saying "If the college permitted A+s, you would get one!", but that was probably because I scored a 101 on the final where the class average was 66...), and costume preparations have gone full steam ahead.

...well, sort of. Not being much of a seamstress myself, I've managed to perfect the art of delegating. I invited some people over to help me sew some costumes, and somehow the two of them have been sent back with homework to finish making 6 frock coats for me. Indeed, volunteered to do so, and have promised to finish them over the weekend. Mwahahaha. I love being a manager. Particularly of perfectionists who feel better doing it all themselves. ^^

I still have some more work to do, obviously - (waistcoat work is still mine, alas, but luckily I still have one more person who volunteered to help me out...) - but things are progressing nicely.

We're still working on getting a permit for the actual event - having weaponry in Central Park without one is probably not the smartest idea in the world, and we do have a fake pistol which will probably find itself used in various scenes. *shrugs* Well, if we can't get them to give it to us in Central Park, we'll do it in Washington Square, where our school is centered - and where they're so used to film students that you could probably walk in there with a small fully equipped army and they wouldn't bat an eyelash as long as you were also holding a camera and looked vaguely Tisch-like.

...aaaand that's life as it currently stands, I suppose. ^^

I took my parents' friends' daughter to her first anime convention. It wasn't bad, though I no longer have that much interest in anime. I was able to get presents for the sisters though - mostly Mario-related stuff, as my sister is currently in the throes of an obsession.

Afterwards, though...dreams.

Yes, another freaky FR-related dream. Except this one was more...odd...than normal. For one thing, it was set - as far as I could tell from the clothing - in the late Middle Ages. Certainly it was pre-Renaissance. Yes, I'm aware this doesn't work, but it was how it was!

( Not very interesting dream, just weird )

...I'm confused. It was definitely Maxime, though; even if it was all terribly, terribly confused. Apparently anime cons send my brain fleeing for the comfort of excessively European knights-and-sword era? My brain making bad samurai=knights jokes? And where did the French Revolution get into this?

Um. maelicia and I were talking...? I have no other excuse for this.

( Maximilien is so fragile... )

*sigh of relief* The monster is done! Or rather, I need to go finish packing now, so I can't do any more of it. I have such a love-hate relationship with realistic pictures, even quasi-realistic ones like this one (it has the block outline of a chibi drawing, but the coloring and detail of a more realistic picture) - I really love seeing them, and trying to drawing them is fun-but-exasperating, but god I absolutely hate coloring them..! I apologise ahead of time for the horrid background. The muses insisted on having one, despite my reminder that I absolutely suck at making them. ;_; And that was also the part of it that I rushed through knowing that I'm going to be on a PLANE tomorrow. -_-;; (Also, if you hadn't know before that my abilities to draw realistically end at the waist, you'll get to find that out now. *sighs*)

Maxime looks surprisingly young. Maybe it's the relative calm of the scene...oh, and yes, they are all properly patriotic and everything. Because when in doubt, choose the obvious colors. XD

( The Wedding of Saint-Just and Robespierre )

I am, at last, back from my travels! Well, travels part 2, this time to Scotland. In the course of this trip, I discovered that Scotland is lovely, but a bit boring and certainly nothing to blog about, but also several other interesting facts.

1, I am an obsessive geek. This can be explained by the fact that I'm in the process of refining a S-J fic for maelicia, and have spent about 11 hours in a library doing research on maison de corrections in ancien regime France shortly before the revolution (okay, I may have gotten temporarily distracted by the book with the list of every deputy in the Convention and their votes on various key issues...and some other lovely books and essays...but a lot of the time was devoted to the original topic at hand). ( More details on this point )

2, I am apparently even more like Robespierre (superficially speaking) than previously joked about...( More details on this point )

3, there is a direct corollary between how much alcohol I consume and French Revolution-related dreams or daymares. As most people reading this know, I'm not particularly fond of the taste of alcohol and consume it very rarely. Have never been drunk, have no desire to be, etc. I am, however, very fond of free taste tests. I drank twice in Scotland, and had rather vivid daymares shortly afterwards each time (by daymare I mean a dream had whilst hovering between sleep and consciousness during the day - I wasn't asleep, but it wasn't just daydreaming, either).

( Daymare 1 - dystopias and waiter!Maxime! )

I was sad to wake up from that one, but not NEARLY as much as I was to wake up from the next one. This one was significantly more historical, and also much, much longer. Possibly due to the greater amount of alcohol consumed the night before in comparison to the other time. Either way, I'm warning you all in advance - it's REALLY long, because my daymares when I have them are extremely vivid. And this one was a long one even for a daymare. Do keep in mind, though, that I'm really not that familiar with the French Revolution, though I intend to be, and I figure that my subconscious only knows as much as I do, so there are probably huge issues with the whole thing. I'm just reporting here. ^__^

( Daymare 2 - the assassination attempt )

EDIT: ( Part I forgot about, but is worth recording )

...aaaaaand that's when I woke up. *still sulking about the fact that she had to wake up, because that was a really interesting daymare* *damn trains and their arrival at their destination!*

...I'm not even checking to see how long that last little explanation was.