![]() ![]() Chekhov was then in ill health, and eventually married Knipper in 1901. It starts in 1873, when the teenage Chekhov visited a brothel in his home town of Taganrog and continues until 1898 when his relationship with the actress Olga Knipper began. We can now claim to have as full a sense of his amorous life as can be realistically quantified. The effect of identifying the women in Chekhov's life is powerfully revelatory: his love affairs become suddenly more real and a different Chekhov emerges. Some 33 women are actually named (there are a few anonymous encounters). The scrupulously made list that emerged is based solely on documented evidence. I was curious to know if any precise tally of his lovers had ever been made and, not finding one, I asked Donald Rayfield, author of Anton Chekhov: a Life(indubitably the best biography of Chekhov ever written), to try to draw up as accurate a list of names as possible. Chekhov, it turns out, had a great many affairs, some enduring several years, and most of the women involved with him for any length of time wanted to marry him. The more you learn about Chekhov, as you read biographies, memoirs, the letters – the more clear it becomes that he led a love-life of astonishing activity and complexity. Looking at him in this photo, in his early 30s, somewhat dishevelled, candid, at ease, you can gain some idea of what it might have been like to meet him when he was in his prime, in his full, unfettered pomp. Chekhov was tall for the late 19th-century, six foot one, a big man. It's easy to forget how the portraits that emerged in the final years of Chekhov's life – the consumptive, primly dressed, prematurely aged invalid of Yalta – have come to dominate our sense of the writer. You can see in this casual portrait just how attractive a man he was – just what made him so appealing to women. What makes the image memorable is that, because of the relaxed nature of the shot, we gain a glimpse of the private Chekhov. In 1892 Chekhov was 32 and entering the years of his mature fame and success. The festivities took place between the 26 and 30 June 1892. ![]() ![]() The Chekhov family had gathered with friends at Anton's country estate, Melikhovo, to celebrate his father Pavel's name-day. You feel he might be about to say to the photographer, "Get a bloody move on, will you?" And indeed it's quite possible that he could have uttered such words, as we know that the photographer was his older brother, Alexander, a fact that probably explains the easy, unposed nature of the snapshot.Īnd we can date the photo with some precision. His thick hair is tousled and uncombed and his eyes look a little tired. Chekhov appears to be sitting at a cluttered desk or a table, resting his head on his left hand. It's such an informal shot that it looks surprisingly modern. I keep a photograph of Anton Chekhov on my mantelpiece. ![]()
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