Lots of mermaid LM fantasty things on my dash + half day meeting in a windowless boardroom = mermaid LM doodles. Apparently. Also vague ideas of the opening shots of the movie with the poor drowned French tricolour. This is…something something shipwreck tricolour Enjolras Courfeyrac something something.
I always worry that people think I’m not paying attention in meetings when I doodle, when in fact my magpie mind is focuses much better when I’m doing something repetitive with my hands, like cross-hatching.The more I’m limited to audio input the more restless and distractable I am.
I also note that I should never try anything without a visual reference, particularly an undraped figure where I can’t fudge anything. Anatomy fail ahoy!
AH but your figures look like you’ve been studying reference in your away-from-page time! Also, WOW, this is a fantastic Stealth Sketch. You’re so good with texture, even when you’re sneaking a drawing in during meetings! (and is that done with PEN?!?)
I love how everyone’s thoughts on today’s chapter are “okay who cares about the Super Secret Guy let’s talk about that chocolate cake”
THAT CHOCOLATE IS SYMBOLIC, OKAY. XD
"The soul does not give itself to despair until it has exhausted all illusions."
~Les Miserables, Chapter 45
THIS IS INCREDIBLE
the interactive lettering is knocking me OVER, oh wow you must have put so much planning into all of it, and then the precision of the linework—! And there’s all the little details of the props and the chain that’s part of the WATCH and just
I WANT TO LEARN YOUR WAYS THIS IS AMAZING.
So why will the “peasant” die before revealing his own name? Who would it hurt? What plan would it disrupt?
That’s all I got, this isn’t that interesting of a chapter for me.
A lot of people reacted strongly to the last chapter’s “the whole coast will be on fire,” but I think that’s metaphorical- the entire coast will be rising up/at war. It did call up by free association the idea of the murderous Infernal Columns of Republican troops that were sent later in the war. Right now we’re still in May and June. The war in the Vendee started in March. At this point, the Vendeens still have the initiative and are capturing towns.They will capture Angers on June 18.
But here, have a picture of Saint-Malo, the city the ship is aiming for:
The first chapter takes place not in the Vendee but in the department of Mayenne:
Here’s the Vendee:
Saint Malo is in Ille-et-Vilaine:
So the planned site of the landing is in the department right next to the one where Radoub, Michelle, and the vivandiere are. Ille-et-Vilaine is in the historical province of Brittany, and Mayenne and Vendee border Brittany. And also, I was mistaken in calling Michelle a Vendeen; looking at these maps she’s clearly not from there at all!
And here’s Brittany (everything in blue is historical Brittany, the dark blue is modern Brittany):
I hope these maps help with the geography of the story, which is confusing for me at least. Not least that despite continual mentions of the Vendee, it takes place nowhere near it.
A THOUSAND THANK YOUS this is so incredibly helpful!
How will Waterloo be handled? HOW WILL THE SEWERS BE HANDLED. THAT IS WHAT I WANT TO KNOW.
WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN WITH ARGOT HOW WILL MINES AND MINERS BE REPRESENTED
also it occurs to me that the whole NO FRIEND GO GET EMPLOYED AT A DAIRY chapter is the one mini-digression I never could find a reasonable explanation for. I mean yes, it’s IMPORTANT that Valjean is being offered a potential new life that doesn’t depend on crime and all, but DID WE NEED A WHOLE POST-EVENT LETTER CHAPTER?!?
Oh my word, Takahiro Arai, what are you even doing, you included the bishop talking about the cheesemakers of Pontarlier. This manga. The details in it. *flails*
THIS ISN’T FAIR I’M GETTING SO MANY HOPES UP
and if it stays this book-faithful AND I WANT IT TO I won’t KNOW for like
…HOW WILL WATERLOO BE HANDLED, I really want to know!
The wiki just hit 555 pages.
I have two and a half chapters to do before I finish up volume 1.
Y’all, we had shit to say about this book.
OH GAD I *SO* wanted to reply to every single post on that chapter and I just— I just didn’t have TIME,even stretching it out to a week. I swear, you can HEAR HUGO CACKLE when that chapter lands, because AT LAST, AT LAST HE CAN UNLEASH THE PUNS, he gets to deploy that NAME, he gets to introduce Legles, oh Dear Close Reader, you are not escaping this chapter without a reference manual.
( I mean, obviously I LIKE THE CHAPTER, but sweet Monkey Island, it takes SOME READING.)
Chateaubriand’s home at 84 rue d’Enfer, Paris.
Now, I don’t pursue many biographical details on Chateaubriand so I’m not sure when he lived there, and I don’t recall the street address Petrus Borel and co. had in the rue d’Enfer, but I admit that I rather hope their residences were in reasonable proximity to each other, and their time their overlapped.
Mainly because I think the idea of Chateaubriand being one of the neighbours annoyed by their antics is hilarious.
Borel and the usual gang of dorks were living at 61 rue d’Enfer, according to ever-helpful Bouzingo Blogspot; I don’t know about Chateaubriand though! Like, anything at all about Chateaubriand. But yeah, wow, ANYONE living in the vicinity might have had reason to be sliiightly vexed with the neighbors. :P
NONSENSE, everyone can appreciate a…marching-band-playing, fake-corpse-throwing, no-furniture-having nudist colony in their neighborhood. (yeah yeah i know that was supposedly at Rochechouart but i bet they kept it up)I’d say it’s a safe assumption that the shenannigans kicked on when they moved to the rue d’Enfer, given the housewarming party Borel gave! That’s when the skull meme really gained -er - legs.
welp now i’m picturing little cartoony skull cups WITH LEGS, thank you
sloshing melty ices and custardsSupreme Being help me, so can I…I’m seeing Alexandre Dumas (occasionally reported as one of the guests that night), high as a kite on one of Borel’s toxic punch concoctions, suddenly confronted with the hallucination of a skull with legs looking like a Disney Nighmare, urging him to try the custard. Like a Bouzingo version of “Be Our Guest”.