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François Gérard · c. 1802–1805
Madame Récamier face swap
The most celebrated hostess in Paris, painted by the pupil after she walked out on the master.
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How it works
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Take a photo
Front camera, decent light, look straight ahead. Or pick one you already have.
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We paint you in
Your face goes into the painting, keeping its light and its brushwork. About fifteen seconds.
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Share the link
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Where this one comes from
Juliette Récamier sat for Jacques-Louis David in 1800 and lost patience with how slowly he worked, so she went to François Gérard, his former pupil, and had this one painted instead. David abandoned his canvas in annoyance and it hangs unfinished in the Louvre to this day. She was a banker’s wife whose salon drew everyone in Paris, which is why Napoleon eventually exiled her from the city. Gérard’s version is in the Carnavalet.
What is in the picture
A white muslin dress of the kind the Directory made compulsory, gathered high under the bust, with a yellow shawl slipping off one arm and a couch behind. The hair is short, dark and curled forward in the Roman manner everyone had adopted. She is turned towards the viewer with her chin slightly down, and the whole picture is pitched at a precise angle between availability and refusal, which is more or less what a salon was for.
When people use it
For elegance with a grudge attached. It suits a picture taken at an event you were nearly not invited to, and any caption about going elsewhere for better service.
How your face lands in it
A large frontal head in soft, even, shadowless light — neoclassical portraiture at its most forgiving. Nearly anything shot square to the lens will work. The short curled hair frames closely and stays put, and the finished skin in the original is smooth enough that a heavily textured photograph will be pulled towards it.
Portrait of Juliette Récamier — François Gérard, c. 1802–1805. François Gérard died in 1837, which placed the painting in the public domain long ago, and the museum released its photograph under the CC0 public domain dedication. Source
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Questions
Who was Juliette Récamier?
A Parisian banker’s wife whose salon was the meeting point of literary and political France for forty years. She was close to Madame de Staël and to Chateaubriand, and famous enough that a style of couch is named after her.
What happened with David?
He began her portrait in 1800, she grew impatient with the pace and commissioned Gérard instead, and David stopped work. His unfinished canvas is one of the best-known paintings in the Louvre, which is its own kind of revenge.
Why did Napoleon exile her?
For the company she kept. Her salon sheltered opponents of the regime and her friendship with Madame de Staël was enough; in 1811 she was ordered to stay at least forty leagues from Paris.
Is it free?
Yes. There is a limit on how many you can make in a day, and sharing one earns the allowance back.
Do you keep my photo?
No. Your selfie is used to make the image and then dropped — it is never written to disk. The finished meme is stored, because it has a link people can open, and it is deleted after 90 days.
Can I use someone else’s face?
Please do not. Use your own. Putting a real person into a picture they did not agree to is exactly the thing this is not for.
Can I post the result?
Yes, anywhere you like. The paintings are public domain; what you make with your own face is yours.