Martyrdom is the only way in which a man can become famous without ability.
The Devil’s Disciple, George Bernard Shaw
There is one church in the Nièvre that I hold in particular affection, the Église Saint-Révérien in Saint-Révérien. It was closed during the lunch hour when we arrived so PJ and I waited in the car for the Mairie to open to claim the key. We watched a group of school children playing in their yard for half an hour before our time arrived.
Inside we found a justly famous collection of capitals in an otherwise modest church. One of my favorites is the following showing the demons tormenting a soul in hell. The Devil on the left rips at the body of the damned with a pitchfork while his delighted disciple looks on. His glee can be seen in the lolling tongue.I illustrated this post with a quote from The Devil’s Disciple by George Bernard Shaw because the capital brings the title of that play to mind. But something I found quite fascinating is that the Devil himself, depicted on the left, bears an uncanny resemblance to the author of that very witty play. Mr. Shaw ….? Is that you?
This is part of a series of posts featuring an amuse-bouche, a bite-sized appetizer to whet the appetite of diners. Each of these will explore a single interesting feature of medieval architecture or sculpture. To see other amuse-bouches, follow this link.