Maureen O'Leary American, b. 1965
Russian campfires burned on the still warm evenings of September., 2023
Oil on linen
20 x 14 inches (50.8 x 35.6 cm)
CT-11200
As Prince Andrei lay wounded in Mytishchi, Napoleon waited in Moscow, pacing the empty and echoing chambers of the Kremlin, worried about the consequences he faced for having his army...
As Prince Andrei lay wounded in Mytishchi, Napoleon waited in Moscow, pacing the empty and echoing chambers of the Kremlin, worried about the consequences he faced for having his army so deep inside Russia, the very danger Senicourt had predicted.
Roaming the city’s outskirts were irregular fighters and Russian partisans who traveled the region in bands on horseback.
Moving in and out of the regular Russian troops that had retreated beyond the city, and bedeviling Napoleon’s grande armée at any chance, these partisans also moved among the hordes of displaced Muscovites.
The tale of the wounded prince and his fiancée spread at the Russian campfires at night, campfires that burned even on the still warm evenings of September.
Roaming the city’s outskirts were irregular fighters and Russian partisans who traveled the region in bands on horseback.
Moving in and out of the regular Russian troops that had retreated beyond the city, and bedeviling Napoleon’s grande armée at any chance, these partisans also moved among the hordes of displaced Muscovites.
The tale of the wounded prince and his fiancée spread at the Russian campfires at night, campfires that burned even on the still warm evenings of September.
