You are now 18, standing on the precipice, trembling before your own greatness. who say you are too young and delicate to make anything happen for yourself. They don’t see the part of you that smolders. Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
is burn. This is your call to leap. There will always being those You are the first drop of a
don’t need to grow up to find greatness. ― Clementine Von Radics
Joan of Arc! This piece is actually about a year old, it’s been hiding in limbo for a while. It’s part of an artbook compilation featuring demons and saints! I’m not sure if the book is still being released but there is still a small possibility.
I included my black and white rough of the piece here because I like how it initially looked before painting!
St. Joan of Arc was a 15th century martyr who led the French in battle against the English during the Hundred Years war. She was eventually wounded, captured, tried for heresy, and burned at the stake at the age of 19. In life she was known for being incredibly inspirational and brave.
When I was doing research for this piece I found quite a few depictions of Joan that showed her as a sorrowful, willowy, very young girl with long, flowing hair–I wanted to stay away from depicting her in the dress she was executed in, looking helpless, because there’s plenty of that around already (though there are many wonderful images of her in armor as well!) From the transcripts of her trial historians generally agree that she was a short (~5'2") muscular, stocky woman, with short black or dark brown hair, which fits her image as a farmer’s daughter, who wore full armor and carried a long sword and a large banner into battle. She was known to be at least semi-literate, andsigned her name “Jehanne”
(I know I said I’d be done with this yesterday, but shh, it’s done now, I put a ton into it, and I love how it came out)
“Oh, what an honor to the female sex! That God loves it is clear with all these wretched people and traitors who laid waste the whole kingdom cast out and the realm elevated and restored by a woman - something a hundred thousand men could not have done! Before, one would not have believed it possible.”
- from ‘Le Ditie de Jehanne d'Arc’ by Christine de Pizan