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Mar. 14th, 2018 10:19 amHappy Fact!
Not only were the Chevalier de St.-Georges and the Chevalier d'Éon contemporaries; not only did they actually meet at some point; but we have an actual painting of them fencing.
(No word on whether they hung out regularly or whether this was just a spectacle staged for the Prince of Wales*, but since they were both really really into fencing and both in a weird insider/outsider position in Parisian court society, it seems like they would have...)
This moment in historical black/genderqueer collaboration brought to you by my slackassitude leading me to find out whether St.-Georges/Éon had already been written. And I still don't know, because I found this instead, although it seems well-nigh inevitable.
* I had initially assumed that this was the product of some unknown-to-me visit by the future George IV to Paris, in the brief break between the Treaty of Paris and the outbreak of the French Revolution. Nope, turns out that raging Francophile never (unlike his great-nephew) actually made it across the Channel: he imported the two fencing masters to Carlton House instead. Whellp, that settles the question of whether the two of them hung out; I mean, unless they went to extraordinary lengths to avoid each other.
Now imagining the fic. where they use this visit to team up and do espionage or something.
Not only were the Chevalier de St.-Georges and the Chevalier d'Éon contemporaries; not only did they actually meet at some point; but we have an actual painting of them fencing.
(No word on whether they hung out regularly or whether this was just a spectacle staged for the Prince of Wales*, but since they were both really really into fencing and both in a weird insider/outsider position in Parisian court society, it seems like they would have...)
This moment in historical black/genderqueer collaboration brought to you by my slackassitude leading me to find out whether St.-Georges/Éon had already been written. And I still don't know, because I found this instead, although it seems well-nigh inevitable.
* I had initially assumed that this was the product of some unknown-to-me visit by the future George IV to Paris, in the brief break between the Treaty of Paris and the outbreak of the French Revolution. Nope, turns out that raging Francophile never (unlike his great-nephew) actually made it across the Channel: he imported the two fencing masters to Carlton House instead. Whellp, that settles the question of whether the two of them hung out; I mean, unless they went to extraordinary lengths to avoid each other.
Now imagining the fic. where they use this visit to team up and do espionage or something.