A day late (I know), but here’s my Harry Potter 20th anniversary post! The four houses of Hogwarts 18th century style! Hope you all like it :D
I remember my first Harry Potter book when I was a child: my mom bought the first one (as the Spanish version was quite new) for me to read while on vacation and BOOM a fan was born u.u When I think about Harry Potter, I think about one of the key literary and fiction influences from my childhood, along with A Series of Unfortunate Events.
What do these books makes you think about? What did you like the most about them?
Images from top:
“Madame Henriette de France playing the Viola da Gamba”, 1754, Jean-Marc Nattier.
“Portrait of Monsieur de Buissy”, 1745, Joseph Siffred Duplessis, National Gallery of Canada, Ottawa.
“Portrait of a gentleman", late 18th Century, British School.
“Portrait of Marie Leczinska”, early 18th century, atelier de Jean Baptiste Van Loo.
“Portrait of Marie Fel”, Maurice Quentin de la Tour.
“James Erskine, Lord Barjarg and Alva”, 1750, Allan Ramsay, Scottish National Portrait Gallery.
“Portrait of Richard Boyle, 2nd Earl of Shannon", Sir Joshua Reynolds.
“Self-Portrait with a Harp”, 1791, Rose Adélaïde Ducreux, Met Museum.
On this day in history, March 19th, in 1751, Maria Theresa gave birth
to her twelfth child and ninth daughter. The baby was christened Maria
Josepha Gabriela Johanna Antonia Anna of Austria, and would be known as
She was said to be “delightfully pretty, pliant by nature” and was
betrothed to the future Ferdinand IV after her elder sister Maria Amalia
was rejected for being too old, and her other elder sister Maria
Johanna Gabriela died of smallpox.
Unfortunately, Maria Josepha
herself would also die of smallpox on
the very day she was supposed to have left Austria to marry Ferdinand,
something she had been terrified of since her older sister died of the
When she died, she was just sixteen years old.
She was then buried in Tomb 46 in the Imperial Crypt in Vienna. After
her death, Maria Theresa substituted her next available daughter, Maria
Carolina, as a bride for Ferdinand instead.
The gorgeous cavalcade proceeded to Kell, on the frontiers of Austria
and France. There a magnificent pavilion had been erected, consisting of
a vast saloon, with an apartment at either end. One of these apartments
was assigned to the lords and ladies of the court of Vienna; the other
was appropriated to the brilliant train which had come from Paris to
receive the bride. The two courts vied with each other in the exhibition
of wealth and magnificence. It was an established law of French
etiquette, always observed on such occasions, that the royal bride
should receive her wedding dress from France, and should retain
absolutely nothing belonging to a foreign court. The princess was,
consequently, in the pavilion appropriated to the Austrian suite,
unrobed of all her garments, excepting her body linen and stockings. The
door was then thrown open, and in this plight the beautiful and blushing
child advanced into the saloon. The French ladies rushed to meet her.
Maria threw herself into the arms of the Countess de Noailles, and wept
convulsively. The French were perfectly enchanted with her beauty; and
the proud position of her head and shoulders betrayed to their eyes the
daughter of the Caesars. She was immediately conducted to the apartment
appropriated to the French court. Here the few remaining articles of
clothing were removed from her person, and she was re-dressed in the
most brilliant attire which the wealth of the French monarchy could