#duc d'Alençon

[roehenstart]

René de Valois (1454-1492), duc d'Alençon de 1476 à 1492. Auteur inconnu.

[wgabry]

Duchess Sophie Charlotte Augustine in Bavaria wife of Ferdinand Philippe Marie d'Orléans, duc d'Alençon 

Source "Das Familienalbum von Kaiser Franz Joseph und Elisabeth"

[resplendentoutfit]

French School • Ball at the court of Henry III, Duc d'Alençon • 2nd half of the 16th century •

Bombastic ball!

The puffy sleeves of the Elizabethan era were not that way due to starch or stiff fabric. It was stuffing! And it wasn’t light and airy, either. Men and women would stuff their sleeves with rags, cotton, horsehair, and even bran. The trend went beyond sleeves, too. Men would also stuff their doublets so they could give themselves a larger belly – a symbol of wealth. This practice inspired the adjective “bombastic.” Then, bombastic referred to clothes stuffing. Today bombastic is a word used to describe someone who is pompous and exagerates his/her/their worth and accomplishments.

[marianomoreno]

Top 5 temas de tu final (ahre), top 5 historical blorbos, top 5 películas en blanco y negro (pueden ser talkies). Top 5 especias

dskljfkldsjdfkl por qué me odiás.

temas de mi final 5. inquisición 4. derechos bizarros 3. caza de brujas 2. guerras de religión catalina de medici like i love all my children equally i dont care for hercule françois duc d'alençon et d'anjou 1. anabaptismo + guerras campesinas müntzer enfermo de mierda my beloved

historical blorbos 5. ahora mismo estoy muy en un momento de blorborizar a françois d'alençon perdón 4. jesús de nazareth (OR IS HE) 3. amílcar cabral 2. radowitzky my beloved 1. ROBESPIERRE MI NIÑO BONITO MI DULCE PRINCESO pelis en blanco y negro 5. La Règle du jeu 4. Ascenseur pour l'échafau 3. metropolis 2. Le doulos mr belmondo pls. 1. Летят журавли i love this movie with all my heart and soul

especias uf una fácil 5. cúrcuma 4. pimentón 3. canela 2. locoto 1. curry

[detournementsmineurs]

"Bal à la Cour d'Henri III" ou "Bal du Duc d'Alençon" (détail) anonyme (circa 1580) présenté à la conférence “S'Habiller à la Renaissance” par Marine Chaleroux - Historienne d'Art - de l'association Des Mots et Des Arts, avril 2023.

[aira-l]

I completely forgot about it

[roehenstart]

He was the second son of Prince Louis d'Orléans, Duke of Nemours, and his wife, Princess Victoria of Saxe-Coburg-Kohary.

Prince Ferdinand d´Orleans, Duc d Alencon. Early 1870s.

[mariedemedicis]

Respected and admired at the time of her death, over the centuries Catherine’s youngest daughter has come to be regarded as a sensual dilettante who put her own romantic inclinations ahead of her duty to the kingdom. Today she is remembered - if she is known at all - as the sympathetic but ultimately tragic heroine of Alexandre Dumas’s classic novel La Reine Margot. But even Dumas’s portrayal, favorable though it may be, fails to give Marguerite’s intelligence and courage their due. It has become commonplace to suggest that a historical figure anticipated modern attitudes, but in Margot’s case this happens to be true. Here, hundreds of years before the advent of the feminist movement, was a strong, spirited, resolute individual unafraid to confront sexual mores. It is for this reason more than any other that her reputation has been systematically denigrated. Her desire to love and be loved - her willingness to engage in a series of passionate affairs - has overshadowed every other aspect of her life. This is especially ironic considering the licentious nature of her surroundings. By any measure the carnality attributed to her brothers and her husband dwarfs the queen of Navarre’s sensual experiences. And although Catherine de’ Medici cannot be accused personally of wanton behavior, she clearly encouraged it in others in order to gain political advantage. Alone among her family, Marguerite refused to use sex as a weapon and searched only for love. But the queen of Navarre was so much more than the sum of her affairs. Acutely aware of the vulnerability of the position forced upon her by her marriage, Marguerite nonetheless steadfastly refused to accept victimhood and instead strove throughout her life to carve out a measure of independence and influence for herself. To an astounding degree, considering the variety and potency of the forces ranged against her, she succeeded. The political ascension of her brother François may be traced directly to his sister’s participation in and sponsorship of his interests. Although painted as a scapegoat for the kingdom’s woes by her family, Marguerite in fact consistently counseled peace between Catholics and Huguenots and presided over one of the very few courts in Europe where, at least briefly, religious tolerance was officially sanctioned. She only took up arms as a last resort when compelled to do so in her own self-defense. And she was invaluable to Henry IV, both as a political symbol and as an advocate, in helping to secure his rule and that of his successors after the death of her brother Henri III. But for her inability to conceive a child, Marguerite might have gone down in history, as Henry IV did, as one of the great French rulers. Instead she is simply Queen Margot, who saved her husband - and by extension, the whole kingdom. ‘I have no ambition and I have no need of it,” she once wrote, “being who and what I am.’

The Rival Queens: Catherine de’ Medici, Her Daughter Marguerite de Valois, and the Betrayal That Ignited a Kingdom

[archduchessofnowhere]

The other day I had an ask about Sophie's marriage to Ferdinand d'Orléans. In the answer I quoted a fragment of an account of the wedding by Prince Hohenlohe-Schilling, which in turn was quoted in Erika Bestenreiner's book about Elisabeth and her siblings. Well I should have digged a bit deeper because it turns out that the Prince's memoirs from which said quote comes from had been translated to English, so we actually have his full account of the celebrations. You can read the whole thing here, which includes tons of biased descriptions of several of the royal guests, but also really bad smell in your guest room, someone looking at you like if you were a scorpion and a mediocre perfomance of one of Verdi's operas during Mass.

STARNBERG, September 28, 1868.

In obedience to the Royal command I came to this place to attend, as Minister of the Household, the marriage of the Duchess Sophie with the Duc d'Alençon, son of the Duc de Nemours. Prince Adalbert and Minister Pfretzschner were appointed to act as witnesses. As the latter preferred to spend the night at Starnberg, I decided to leave yesterday afternoon at half-past two. We arrived at four o'clock, took possession of our rooms at the Hotel am See, and then took a walk, dined at five o'clock and then went down again to the shore of the lake in hopes of seeing something of the illuminations which were to take place nominally in honour of the Czarina of Russia then staying at Berg. But it was nine o'clock, and as nothing happened we preferred not to wait about any longer, and soon got to bed. The fireworks and illuminations would seem to have been very fine, but very little could be seen here. It was Sunday, and consequently a numerous and beery contingent of the general public had taken post under our windows, and kept up a horrible din and shouting. At intervals they sang ''popular airs," but these almost immediately degenerated into mere brutish yells. However, I soon fell asleep, especially as a wholesome storm of rain dispersed the gang. This morning I went to the railway station to see the Empress of Russia depart. Tauffkirchen* was there too, to pay his respects to the Empress. The King accompanied the Empress and travelled some distance with her on the railway in the direction of Munich, but I do not know how far.

At ten we drove over to Possenhofen in my carriage, which I had had brought here yesterday. It was not eleven o'clock yet, so we were taken first to our rooms. In mine there was a villainous bad smell. Soon the time for the wedding ceremony arrived, which took place in a hall of the Castle transformed into a chapel. The guests assembled in the adjoining salon, where a grand piano further blocked the scanty space available. Pfretzschner and I hastened to get ourselves presented to all personages of rank. Besides the family of the Duke Max, Prince Adalbert and Prince Karl were there. The latter bowed to me across the room with a look such as one generally bestows upon a scorpion. Then Count and Countess Trani. The Hereditary Princess Taxis wore a mauve or violet dress trimmed with white. Others present were the Comte de Paris and his brother, the Duc de Chartres, two young and well-built princes, but who give the impression rather of Prussian than of French princes. The Duc de Nemours looked like a French dandy from the Cercle de l'Union. He wore the Order of St. Hubert, as did his son, the bridegroom. The Duc de Nemours recalls the portraits of Henri IV., yet he has a certain look of his own that makes you set him down as a pedant. The young Duc d'Alençon is a handsome young man of a fresh countenance. The Prince de Joinville and his son, the Duc de Penthièvre, have nothing very striking about them. The former is old-looking and bent, too old-looking for his age, dignified and courtly. The Duc de Penthièvre has a yellow, rather Jewish face, and speaks with a drawl, but was very kind and friendly to me. Duke August of Coburg is as tedious as ever. I was interested to become acquainted with his wife, the Princess Clementine, a clever, lively woman. The Princess Joinville, a Brazilian Princess, is rather mummified, with big rolling eyes in a long, pale, wrinkled face. Then there were two daughters of Nemours there too, one grown up, the other a little girl. The ladies were all in "high dresses." The bride in white silk, trimmed with orange blossom, with head-dress of orange blossom and a tulle veil. On the sleeves braids of satin, after the pattern of the Lifeguardsmen's stripes. A lady-in-waiting attached to the Nemours party wore a flame-coloured silk with straw-coloured trimmings. When all were assembled, we proceeded to the chapel. The bridal couple knelt before the altar. Behind them, on the left, Prince Adalbert, behind him we two Ministers, and then behind us the gentlemen of the House of Orleans. On the other side the Duc de Nemours and the Duchess, likewise all the Princesses. Hancberg began the ceremony with a suitable address. Nobody cried, but Duke Max looked rather like it once or twice. The bride appeared extremely self-possessed. Before the "affirmation" the bridegroom first made a bow to his father, and the bride did the same to her parents. The Duchess's "Yes" sounded very much as if she meant "Yes, for my own part," or "For aught I care." I don't wish to be spiteful, but it sounded like that to me. After the wedding, I kissed the Duchess's hand, and congratulated her. She seemed highly gratified and pleased. The pause between the wedding ceremony and the State dinner we spent in our room. I forgot, by-the-by, to say that during the Mass a military band played an accompaniment to the religious ceremony. It began with the overture to one of Verdi's operas, I don't know whether it was Traviata or Trovatore. It was but a mediocre performance, the sort of stuff you hear played at dinners.

The State dinner was held downstairs in two halls. In one sat all Royal personages and myself along with Pfretzchner, in the other the courtiers. The health of the bridal pair was drunk without speechmaking. I sat between the young Princess of Coburg and Duke Ludwig. The dinner was not particularly long, nor was it particularly good either. On rising from table there was some more standing about, and then all the company separated. The Orleans Princes took their departure at once, about half-past four, as did the other Princes. Only the Duc de Nemours stays on till the day after tomorrow with his children.

We drove back to Starnberg in one of the Ducal carriages, from whence we return to-day to Munich by the eight o'clock train.

At dinner the "Wedding Chorus" from Lohengrin was played. It must have been singularly agreeable to the King's ex-fiancée. Another odd coincidence was that the very evening before, the lake and mountains were illuminated (for the Czarina), and the King had to celebrate in this way his erstwhile fiancée's bridal eve.

The Comte de Paris spoke to me about war and peace, and maintains that popular feeling in France is opposed to war. But he said it was difficult to gauge public opinion in France, the Press is so wanting in independence.

He is a sensible, well-meaning man, who would make an excellent Constitutional King of France.

*Count Tauffkirchen was at that time Bavarian Minister at St Petersburg.

[weird-profiterole]

Have you ever thought about drawing or making a comic about La Hire?

Ahhh, La Hire, (Étienne de Vignoles) one of Joan's comrades.

An interesting guy to think of, according to the descriptions (left by Dunois himself) he was a big and tough guy, with a strong accent of Gascogne (Gascony) and a short temper who swore a lot. However, he was really loyal to Joan until his own death.

I discussed this matter with @littlewitty who, I'm sure of it, finds this guy amusing too.

Now the problem is, should I include him in my comics ?

I would love to, really. But I have to think of his chara design, and I picture him with a beard.

But I suck at drawing beards AND tough guys.

So I'm still trying to find a way, because La Hire was older than Jean's crew.

So it's a maybe. I want to, but I need to work on it.

For now I drew :

Gilles de Rais

Jean II, Duc d'Alençon

Jean le Bâtard d'Orléans, count of Dunois + Marie d'Harcourt, his wife

Florent d'Illiers

Jean d'Arc

Pierre d'Arc

[roehenstart]

Jean II d'Alençon (1409-1476), duke of Alençon, count of Perche, son of Jean I and Marie de Bretagne, daughter of duke Jean IV, was a French blood prince and warlord of the 15th century and companion in arms of Joan of Arc.

[wgabry]

Emmanuel d'Orléans  duc de Vendôme et d'Alençon.  He was the second child and only son of Ferdinand Philippe d'Orléans, Duke of Alençon and his wife Duchess Sophie Charlotte in Bavaria.

[lepreuxchevalier]

Jean-Luc Pélissier, Duc d'Alençon. Nicknamed "The Lynx of Alençon" or "The Sabretooth" by his contemporaries, Jean-Luc Pélissier is both the current head of House Pélissier and the reigning Duke of Alençon. A vassal to House Williamson of The Kingdom of Aquitaine, the Pélissiers of Alençon are the newest and most ambitious of the great houses of Aquitainian Nobility. The historic title of "Duke of Alençon" originally belonged to The House of Desaulniers before the disappearance of their household's heir apparent and last surviving male into the forests of Erdøk well over a century ago. Both the historic title and estate of The Duchy of Alençon were restored under the reign of William XX, King of Aquitaine, when they were awarded to the Aquitainain statesman and aristocrat Louis-Philippe Pélissier for both his years of meritorious service in the cabinet of able ministers to The Williamson Kings of Aquitaine and his instrumental role in both modernizing and professionalizing The Royal Army of Aquitaine at the expense of the great houses of Aquitainian aristocracy. As both the grandson and heir apparent to the first Pélissier to reign as Duke of Alençon, Jean-Luc Pélissier has made a point of devoting his career to military pursuits. Having served as a regimental captain in The Royal Army of The Williamson Kings of Aquitaine before his ascension as Duke of Alençon, Jean-Luc Pélissier has made a serious effort to both modernize and professionalize the household army of The Duchy of Alençon in line with the standards and norms of The Royal Army of The Kingdom of Aquitaine. Jean-Luc Pélissier has put a huge emphasis on improving the standards and quality of training and discipline of his pikemen and musketeers to rival, if not outright exceed the training and discipline of The Royal Army of Aquitaine itself. An ambition that has put him at odds with both Louis-Antoine Devillers, Duke of Auvergne and Louis Perrault, Duke of Caenesse. Jean-Luc Pélissier as the current and reigning Duke of Alençon has also made a point of diverging from The Kingdom of Aquitaine's prestigious tradition of knightly, heavy cavalry by experimenting with formations of more lightly-armoured, skirmish cavalry armed with pistols and carbines alongside the traditional formations of knightly, heavy cavalry to better supplement the ever increasing modernization and professionalism of The Duchy of Alençon's household army. In terms of both his domestic and fiscal policies as the current head of House Pélissier to rule as Duke of Alençon, Jean-Luc Pélissier has done much to exploit the vast mineral wealth of the Duchy of Alençon by both subsidizing and taxing the enterprises of local merchant guilds devoted to the selling and trading of mineral goods such as iron, coal, tin, copper, sulfur, saltpeter, salt, and silver. He has also made a point of further taking advantage of The Duchy of Alençon's mineral wealth by transforming the urban, municipal districts of his Duchy into centres of industry devoted to the production of armour, weapons, artillery, and consumer goods by attracting the business of guilds of merchants, craftsmen, and professionals devoted to both the industry and trade of military hardware and consumer goods.

[marianomoreno]

i am obsessed with this i need a thousand historical novelizations centered on François de Valois Duc d'Alençon

i need to stop projecting fun dynamics into historical people but to be fair some of them are historically constructed and theres nothing i can do about it

[joseandrestabarnia]

Artista: Francés del siglo XVII

Título: Hercule-François, 1544-1584, Duc d'Alençon y d'Anjou [anverso]

Con fecha de siglo XVII

Clasificación: Escultura

Medio: bronce

Dimensiones (diámetro) total: 3,57 cm, de peso bruto: 21,81 gr, eje: 12:00

Crédito: Regalo de Lisa y Leonard Baskin

Información de la National Gallery of Art.

[grismasse]

- Mon cher, répondit Coconnas, écoute bien ce que je vais te dire et tâche d'en faire ton profit. Dans toutes ces menées princières, dans toutes ces machinations royales, nous ne pouvons et surtout nous ne devons passer que comme des ombres: où le roi de Navarre laissera un morceau de sa plume, et le duc d'Alençon un pan de son manteau, nous laisserons notre vie, nous. Perds la tête en amour, mon cher, mais ne la perds pas en politique.

La Reine Margot, Alexandre Dumas