#chambellan

[kmvtpk07kzh]

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#oath-detesting #tachistes #lacertiloid #dams #Corinthus #Sagaponack #kabeljou #compassionating #Perris #noctule #Earla #Randy #branks #ransomed #chambellan #digitron #unretrievingly #Scoto-allic #transposable #kiaughs

[ief81lmikra]

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#Perris #noctule #Earla #Randy #branks #ransomed #chambellan #digitron #unretrievingly #Scoto-allic #transposable #kiaughs #Hilaira #nonatrophied #bedrenching #papain #sutorious #discourses #dendro- #unforeseeableness

[artdecodude]

Jumping back into editing New York City photos from last year & reminded that the hotel I stayed at (The Beekman Tower/ originally called the Panhellenic Tower) has embellishments from legendary artist Rene Chambellan. He is probably best known for his work on the Chanin Building.

#art deco #california #newyorkcity #manhattan #Panhellenic tower #Rene Chambellan

[newyorkthegoldenage]

The bronze sculpture of Atlas being lowered into place in Rockefeller Center Plaza, 1937. I can’t tell whether it’s the whole sculpture (45 feet/14 meters) that they’re hauling or just the globe (30 feet/9.14 meters).

Photo: Eliot Elisofon via the Alan Klotz Gallery Sculpture: Lee Lawrie & Rene Paul Chambellan

#New York #NYC #vintage New York #1930s #Eliot Elisofon #Atlas statue #Lee Lawrie #Rene Paul Chambellan #sculpture #Rockefeller Center

[ajl1963]

Freakin', Tiquen 2023 - Destination Detroit: Part Two - Tabernacles, Tables & Trays

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#1930&039;s #Coca-Cola #Coca-Cola Tray #Detroit #Detroit Art Deco #Evercraft #Father Charles Coughlin #Henry J. McGill #Howell Furniture #Rene Paul Chambellan #Royal Oak Michigan #St. Thérèse de Liseux #The National Shrine of the Little Flower Basilica #The Radio Priest #Vintage Barware #Wolfgang Hoffmann

[blog59-world]

#Madame la Première Grande Chambellane #la duchesse de la Bornée #se trouvant dans le salon d'une Gazette Parlée #illustra tout à la fois la morgue propre à sa caste et sa sécheresse de cœur #lesquelles qualités se disputaient la première place dans cette courtisane rompue à toutes les pratiques. Ainsi cette brave et bonne dame i #Texte Julie d'Aiglemont https://www.facebook.com/photo/?fbid=10227987966390792&set=a.10212943182720603

[trb752]

Wrought Iron Gates formerly in the entrance to the executive offices at the Chanin Building in New York City, USA

Designed by René Chambellan in 1928

Later donated in 1993 to the Cooper Hewitt Museum by Marcy Chanin

Photo from Cooper Hewitt

#art deco #art deco design #art deco style #art deco architecture #automotive #chanin building #cooper hewitt #New York city

[histoireettralala]

Victor Hugo on Talleyrand's death

For @empirearchives who was interested, here's a translation of Victor Hugo's text about Talleyrand's death. My thanks to @microcosme11 for her help <33

Choses Vues, Victor Hugo

1838

Talleyrand

19th of May

In the Rue St-Florentin, there is a palace and a sewer.

The palace, with its noble, rich, and dull architecture, was long called "Hôtel de l'Infuntado"; today, we read on its front door: Hôtel Talleyrand. During the fourty years he lived on this street, the last host of this palace might never have set eyes on this sewer.

He was a stranged, feared, and considerable character: his name was Charles-Maurice de Périgord; he was noble as Machiavel, a priest like Gondi, defrocked like Fouché, witty as Voltaire, and lame as the devil. One could say that everything limped with him: the nobility which he had put to the service of the republic, the priesthood he had dragged on the Champ-de-Mars then threw down the drain, the marriage he had broken by twenty scandals and by a voluntary separation, the wit he dishonoured through vileness. This man, nevertheless, had grandeur.

The splendours of both regimes were mixed together inside of him: he was prince of the old kingdom of France, and prince of the French Empire.

For thirty years, from the depth of his palace, from the depth of his mind, he had just about led Europe. He had let the revolution call him "tu", and had smiled at it, ironically of course; but it had not noticed. He had approached, known, observed, pierced, stirred, upturned, delved into, mocked, intellectually fertilized all the men of his era, all the ideas of his century, and there had been a few minutes in his life when, holding in his hand the four or five fearsome threads that moved the civilized universe, he had had for a puppet Napoleon the First, Emperor of the French, King of Italy, Protector of the Confederation of the Rhine, Mediator of the Swiss Confederation. Such was the game this man played.

After the Revolution of July, that old race, whose grand chambellan he was, having fallen, he found himself standing on one foot and told the people of 1830, sitting, bare-armed, on a pile of cobbles: Make me your ambassador.

He had received Mirabeau's last confession and Thiers' first confidence. He had said himself he was a great poet and had made a trilogy in three dynasties: Act I, Buonaparte's Empire; Act 2, The House of Bourbon; Act 3, The House of Orleans.

He had done all of this in his palace, and, in this palace, like a spider in its web, he had attracted into it and taken successively heroes, thinkers, great men, conquerors, kings, princes, emperors, Bonaparte, Sieyès, Mme de Staël, Chateaubriand, Benjamin Constant, Alexander of Russia, Wilhelm of Prussia, Francis of Austria, Louis XVIII, Louis-Philippe, all the golden, shiny flies who buzzed in the history of those last fourty years. The whole sparkling swarm, fascinated by this man's deep eye, had successively passed under the dark door that bore, written on its architrave: Hôtel Talleyrand.

Well, the day before yesterday, 17 March, 1838, that man died. Doctors came and embalmed the corpse. For this, like the Egyptians, they first withdrew the bowels from the belly and the brain from the skull. Once done, after they had transformed the prince de Talleyrand into a mummy, and nailed this mummy in a white satin-lined coffin, they withdrew, leaving upon a table the brain, that brain which thought so many things, inspired so many men, built so many edifices, led two revolutions, fooled twenty kings, contained the world.

Once the doctors were gone, a valet entered, he saw what they had left. Hold on! they forgot this. What to do ? He remembered that there was a sewer in the street, he went there, and threw that brain into this sewer.

Finis rerum.

#xix #victor hugo #choses vues #charles maurice de talleyrand périgord #magnificent bastard

[homomenhommes]

Pair of Vases and Covers Vase 'à jet d'eau' Manufacture de Sèvres c. 1766 (vase and cover) Possibly Jean-Claude Chambellan Duplessis, the Elder (1695 - 1774),

[arcadianambivalence]

Les Mis Letters - 1.3.1 - The Year 1817

It’s the chapter that feels like the literary equivalent of “We Didn’t Start the Fire,” so I thought the best summary would be through song…

Restoration, monarchy, and the French Academy  The third book of Les Miserables starts with context  From gibbet to the guillotine, headlines lay the scene  Of 1817 and all that will come next.

Mathurin Bruneau (Not a Louis? Gotta go!)  Berri for Sicily fell, Brugiere is a hot sell  Napoleon is turning green; Louis, Number Eighteen  Picard at the Odeon until the curtain fell.

It’s book three of the novel  We just met Valjean, and now we’re moving on  It’s book three of the novel  Until we meet Fantine, it’s 1817.

Abbé Louis: Finance; Talleyran: Chambellan  Pellegrini, Bigottini, Potier, applause  Lord Byron, Saint-Simon, David d'Angers rock on!  Selves to Egypt goes, Colonel to Pasha.

Madame Saqui goes on tour; Prussians from the last war  Cardinal Fesch won’t give up yet, (a Bonaparte, I’ll bet)  Felicite de La Minais, another Bossuet  Fabvier in Lyon, Civil Code is going strong.

It’s book three of the novel  We just met Valjean, and now we’re moving on  It’s book three of the novel  Until we meet Fantine, it’s 1817.

Divorce gets the sack, Catholic church is coming back  Hotel de Cluny, La Harpe and Thermes  Riverside Conspiracy, Black Pin goes free  Cafe Lembin has their champ, Valois in the Bourbon camp.

Elba to St. Helena, everyone is telling ya  The Meduse quite a mess, Gericault a success  Steamboat (useless thing), fossils and piety  French Academy theme: Happy when you study.

It’s book three of the novel  We just met Valjean, and now we’re moving on  It’s book three of the novel  Until we meet Fantine, it’s 1817.

Paer plays L’Agnese for the Duke of Orleans  Loyson getting old, envy grows bold  Charles Dauton lost his head, Ourika is being read  Blue ribbons, big hems, powdered wigs are out again  Austerlitz is being changed, government is rearranged  Getting over awful weather in our new morocco leather!

No divorce, you’re stuck with me; traitors land on their feet  General Bourmont, Bonapartist? (or not?)  Pierre-Paul Royer-Collard wants baser to stay small  Gregoire wants in parliament, can’t the man just take a hint?

Two years from the Hundred Days, a few years from the new craze. Flotsam floats confusedly, pell-mell through history Parisians now take the stage, arranging a fine game. Where’s Valjean? Who’s Fantine? Someone say before I scream!

It’s book three of the novel We just met Valjean, and now we’re moving on It’s book three of the novel Back to Jean Valjean As Victor Hugo tangents on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on…

…

A big thanks to The Siècle Podcast’s research that made this random idea possible:

http://thesiecle.com/supplemental11/

#les miserables #les mis letters #les mis #*wipes sweat from my brow*

[empiredesimparte]

Christian, First Valet: Sire, the time has come

Napoléon V: My darling? Have you heard? Charlotte (asleep): Hm yes

Christian, First Valet: It's 7 o'clock Napoléon V: I'll tell him, you'd better get up Charlotte (asleep): Now ?

Napoléon V: Yes, the Imperial Household doesn't wait. Everything is like clockwork Charlotte (asleep): We'll change that Napoléon V (laughing)

Edouard, Grand Chamberlain: Our apologies Sire, for the lack of organisation Napoléon V: It's nothing François, Emperor's physician: How are you this morning, Sire, Mademoiselle?

Napoléon V: Fine, I think, thank you. François: Very well, don't hesitate if necessary, Sire, Mademoiselle

Napoléon V: We'll have to think about a new etiquette, new rules, gentlemen, in the future. Mademoiselle de Rochechouart and I would like an organisation more suited to our two presences

Edouard: Yes, Your Majesty, we'll talk about it again together if you like. Armand, Grand Marshal: Certainly, Your Majesty. Edouard: In the meantime, I will escort Mademoiselle to her flats after tea. Charlotte (sceptical): Yes, Monsieur

⚜ Le Cabinet Noir | Yacht impérial l'Aigle, 8 Prairial An 230

Beginning ▬ Previous ▬ Next

⚜ Traduction française

Christian, Premier Valet: Sire, voilà l'heure

Napoléon V : Ma biche? Tu as entendu? Charlotte (endormie) : Hm oui

Christian, Premier Valet: Il est 7 heures

Napoléon V : Je vais le prévenir, tu devrais te lever Charlotte (endormie) : Maintenant ?

Napoléon V : Oui, la Maison Impériale n'attend pas. Tout est réglé comme une horloge Charlotte (endormie) : Nous changerons cela Napoléon (rigole)

Edouard, Grand Chambellan : Nos excuses Sire, pour le manque d'organisation Napoléon V : Ce n'est rien François, médecin de l'Empereur : Comment allez-vous ce matin, Sire, Mademoiselle ?

Napoléon V : Bien, je pense, merci François : Très bien, n'hésitez pas au besoin, Sire, Mademoiselle

Napoléon V : Il faudra réfléchir à une nouvelle étiquette, messieurs, à l'avenir. Mademoiselle de Rochechouart et moi-même aimerions une organisation plus adaptée à nos deux présences

Edouard : Oui Votre Majesté, nous en reparlerons ensemble si vous le souhaitez Armand, Grand Maréchal : Certainement, Votre Majesté Edouard : En attendant, je vous raccompagnerai à vos appartements après votre thé Charlotte (sceptique) : Oui, Monsieur

#simparte #ts4 #ts4 royal #sims 4 royal #royal simblr #sim : louis #sims 4 fr #sims 4 #sim : charlotte #le cabinet noir #yacht #gen 2 #sims 4 royalty #sims 4 royal story #ts4 royals #ts4 royal simblr #ts4 royalty #ts4 royal legacy

[adventuressclubamericas]

Flat Phryne in Buffalo!

Flat Phryne's adventures on the way to Miss Fisher Con in St. Paul continue. This week, she paid a visit to Buffalo, New York!

She checked in at the Hotel Lafayette. During it's prime, the Lafayette was one of the 15 finest hotels in the United States, boasting not only elevators, and hot and cold running water and a telephone in every room. Flat Phryne enjoyed her time there before heading out to see the sites.

Flat Phryne's first stop was Buffalo City Hall, one of the largest and tallest municipal buildings in the US. The Art Deco building, designed by Dietel, Wade and Jones, and featuring sculpture by Albert Steward, Rene Paul Chambellan and William Ehrich, was completed in 1931.

Next she made her way to the Liberty Building, built in 1925 and topped with replicas of the Statue of Liberty.  She wanted to replicate Didier Pasquette's 2010 tightrope walk between the 2 rooftop statues, but it wasn't in the cards. Maybe next time!

She then stopped by the Soldiers and Sailors Monument in Lafayette Park.

Phryne was keen to learn more about Josh Allen, the quarterback for the Buffalo Bills, though she prefers footie to American football.

She made a quick stop to admire the Buffalo Savings Bank, 

and the Electric Tower building, 

before taking in a picture and enjoying the Wurlitzer extravaganza at Shea's. The Mighty Wurlitzer organ at Shea's (and in the Capitol Theatre in Melbourne!) were made just north of Buffalo. 

Today, the former Wurlitzer factory is home to a brewery, events, and an amazing chocolate factory.

Where will Flat Phryne turn up next? Stay tuned!

#MissFisher

#MsFisher

#1920s

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#buffalo

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#artdeco

#flatphryne

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[corneille-but-not-the-author]

How to roast your players

So I've got a recurring character in my campaigns, named The Chamberlain (Le Chambellan in french), who does a bit of fourth-wall breaking.

He was the final boss of a campaign, and the players had to survive for 30 seconds/5 turns against him. So they tried to buy some time by talking to him.

His answer ?

"Why should i answer to such flat characters ?"

#ttrpg #lysara #roleplay #my players didn't like that #they looked at me as if i had killed their entire family #that was funny #it was a personnal attack or something

[the-ninth-moon]

( Banque de personnages) Laëris

L'Ordre du diamant vert ( 13 / 13 )

Cet ordre est celui de l'empereur et de ses proches, sa cour rapprochée, si l'on peut dire. Attention, spécificité pour les postes d'empereur et d'impératrice, il pourra y avoir une exigence plus élevée concernant l'activité (et certaines actions pourraient vous êtes imposées par le MJ - jamais sans vous en avoir informé, bien sûr).

 1/1 libre ;; l'empereur ( pv )  1/1 libre ;; l'impératrice ( pv )  

 4/4 libres  ;; les archontes - dirigeant.es politiques, magistrat.es des villes (archonte de Dynacairn en poste vacant, les archontes de Aermagh, Airedal et Orveil sont libres).  4/4 libres ;; les conseiller.es  - paroles honorables pour l'empereur, sorte de " ministres " (conseiller.e des armées en poste vacant)

 2/2 libres ;; les maîtresses impériales  - (la favorite en poste vacant)

 1/1 libre ;; lea chambellan  - officier.e de cours chargé.e du service rapproché de l'empereur (poste vacant).

Les ailes carmines ( 11 / 12 )

Guilde d'assassins impériaux, qui ne communiquent qu'à visage couvert avec l'empereur en personne ; nul ne connaît ne serait-ce que leur existence. iels sont les bras armés de l'Ordre, œuvrant en toute discrétion pour que le pouvoir en couronne d'or ne glisse pas de la tête de l'empereur.

  1/1 libre ;; Chimère - lea chef.fe de la guilde (poste vacant)  1/1 ;; Elytre  - lea guérisseur.se de la guilde (poste vacant)  0/1 ;; Cerbère - le conseiller (pris)

6/6 ;; Les Pourpres  - les assassin.es chevronné.es (dont 1 en poste vacant avec le personnage de Virago)  3/3 ;; Les Velours  - les assassin.es en formation, nouvelleaux arrivant.es dans la guilde, qui doivent encore faire leurs preuves. (dont 1 en poste vacant avec le personnage de l'Hydre)

Les voiles noires ( 13 / 13 )

Les voiles noires qui surgissent au loin, ornées de l'emblème impérial. Cet équipage a vocation à faire respecter la loi de l'empereur sur les mers des Abysses de Vassion, de gré ou de force.

1/1 libre ;; Pillard - lea capitaine du vaisseau  1/1 libre ;; Silex  - lea second  1/1 libre ;; BlackDog - lea cannonnier.e  1/1 libre ;; Vagabond - lea quartier-maitre

 9/9 libres ;; Les Corsaires  - les membres de l'équipage

#forum rpg #projet francophone #projet rpg #jdr #med-fan #projet forum rpg #projet rpg med-fan #guildes #banque de personnages

[lapleiade]

Isaac de Ninive, Philocalie, Degrés de la prière

Parfois la prière engendre une certaine contemplation qui fait s'évanouir la prière sur les lèvres. Celui auquel échoit pareille contemplation entre en extase, et devient pareil à un corps que son âme a quitté. C'est ce que nous appelons vision dans la prière et non pas une image ou une forme fabriquée par l'imagination, comme le soutiennent les sots. Cette contemplation dans la prière a elle-même ses degrés et ses dons différents. Mais jusque-là, il s'agit d'une prière, car la pensée n'est pas encore passée à l'état où il n'y a plus prière mais état supérieur à la prière. Les mouvements de la langue et du coeur au cours de la prière sont des clés. Vient ensuite l'entrée dans la chambre. Là la bouche, les lèvres se taisent; le coeur, le chambellan des pensés, la raison qui règne sur les sens, l'esprit, cet oiseau rapide, avec tous leurs moyens et facultés et leurs supplications n'ont plus qu'à se tenir muets, car le Maître de la maison est entré. L'autorité des lois et des commandements édictés par Dieu pour l'humanité ont leur terme dans la pureté du coeur suivant la parole des saints Pères. De même, toutes les formes et attitudes de prière dans lesquelles l'homme s'adresse à Dieu ont leur terme dans la prière pure... Dès que l'esprit a franchi la frontière de la prière pure et s'est engagé au delà, il n'y a plus ni prière ni émotions, ni larmes, ni autorité, ni liberté, ni supplications, ni désir, ni impatiente espérance pour ce monde ou pour l'autre. Il n'y a donc pas de prière au-delà de la prière pure... En franchissant cette limite, on entre dans l'extase, on n'est plus dans les prières. C'est la vision: l'esprit ne prie plus...

[trb752]

Detail of one of the ironworks in the Chanin Building lobby, New York, New York, USA

Designed by Rene Chambellan, 1929

#art deco #art deco design #art deco architecture #art deco style #Chanin Building #New York City