Camacho’s Wedding
An expressive pastel illustration of Camacho’s wedding feast from Cervantes’ Don Quijote, capturing the vitality and abundance of the scene with dynamic energy.
This pastel on paper appears to illustrate a scene from Miguel de Cervantes’ Don Quijote, likely depicting the wedding feast of Camacho from Part II (Chapters XX-XXI). The passage describes an extraordinary abundance of food and preparation: roasted oxen, countless game birds, massive stewpots, and mountains of provisions.
Sáenz de Tejada captures the vitality and communal energy of the gathering through dynamic, expressive pastel strokes. The composition conveys both the grandeur of the feast and the human activity surrounding it, rendered with the artist’s characteristic strength and immediacy. The work demonstrates Sáenz de Tejada’s engagement with literary illustration, a practice evident in other projects of his late career.
The isolation of this particular scene within the artist’s known work raises intriguing questions about its origins, whether it was a commissioned illustration, a personal artistic choice, or part of a larger project now lost to documentation.
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| Dimensions | 33 × 49 cm |
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| Special Features | Includes Certificate of Authenticity, Limited Edition, One-of-a-Kind |
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| Disclaimer | The name of this artwork is for marketing purposes only, and not the official title. |
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This is an illustration of a scene from Cervantes’ “Don Quijote”, probably from the “Camacho’s wedding” episode in Chapters XX-XXI in Part II (1615). The relevant passage reads: “they both mounted and at a leisurely pace entered the arcade. The first thing that presented itself to Sancho’s eyes was a whole ox spitted on a whole elm tree, and in the fire at which it was to be roasted there was burning a middling-sized mountain of faggots, and six stewpots that stood round the blaze had not been made in the ordinary mould of common pots, for they were six half wine-jars, each fit to hold the contents of a slaughter-house; they swallowed up whole sheep and hid them away in their insides without showing any more sign of them than if they were pigeons. Countless were the hares ready skinned and the plucked fowls that hung on the trees for burial in the pots, numberless the wildfowl and game of various sorts suspended from the branches that the air might keep them cool. Sancho counted more than sixty wine skins of over six gallons each, and all filled, as it proved afterwards, with generous wines. There were, besides, piles of the whitest bread, like the heaps of corn one sees on the threshing-floors. There was a wall made of cheeses arranged like open brick-work, and two cauldrons full of oil, bigger than those of a dyer’s shop, served for cooking fritters, which when fried were taken out with two mighty shovels, and plunged into another cauldron of prepared honey that stood close by. Of cooks and cook-maids there were over fifty, all clean, brisk, and blithe. In the capacious belly of the ox were a dozen soft little sucking-pigs, which, sewn up there, served to give it tenderness and flavour. The spices of different kinds did not seem to have been bought by the pound but by the quarter, and all lay open to view in a great chest. In short, all the preparations made for the wedding were in rustic style, but abundant enough to feed an army.” (Ormsby’s translation)