Monday, November 17, 2014


When I was growing up in the 1970's, most of the art that I knew was the illustration art found in popular culture.

Comic book covers, record covers, book covers etc.

As I've mentioned before here at DAMIJWH, I was a  bookworm,  "hanging" a the local library while the other kids did sports, picked fights, learned how to smoke, or (later on) got laid.

I liked reading. I liked the smell of books. I liked the peace and solitude of the library. I liked the friendly bespecled women who worked there.

Often I would spend my time not reading, but simply gazing at the fabulous covers of some of the books. At one time, I found a particularly exciting one... the one pictured above...

A powerful spaceship, thrusting through deep space, heading for incredible adventures!

All rendered in beautiful blue and blue green hues...

My recollection of that exciting cover rested for many years deep in my memory. Until one day, I decided to use the power of the Internet and, maybe...find that precious book somewhere out there?

I remembered the word ASIMOV...written boldly on the cover. So I began searching, and eventually found it!

it looked like this!

NOT painted in blue and blue green, but in yellow, red and orange!

After much speculation, I found the explanation: The book I had seen at my local library, had been exposed to the sun, fading some of the colours (red, yellow and orange) while leaving others untouched (the blue and green)

Well, at least I found out.

And a few weeks ago, I accidentally discovered the artist who painted it! British Sci-Fi artist Peter Elson so check out the original here

Panzer: Sdkfz 251/3 , Ausf D
A late model mittlere Kommandopanzerwagen. Filled with long-range radio equipment, 251/3's were mostly used by armoured unit commanders and their staff. The "600" number is typical of staff level vehicles. Using numbers above the numbers 100-400, since these were usually reserved for the halftracks and lorries carrying troops.

Monday, November 10, 2014


The day after my father died I went to his house to check up on things.

I found this newspaper spread out on the kitchen table. The visible page contains the schedules for TV programs.

 My father would spend his mornings sitting by this table, drinking tea and reading his paper. Later on he would do the cross word puzzle.

He always sat at the other side of the table,  opposite to where the newspaper is.
That was "dad's seat". He sat there when we ate dinner. My mom sat there when she and me had lunch together, before my dad came home from work. I never sat there.

My guess is that my dad placed the paper there to check out the TV programs for later that day. He would watch football on his TV late into the night, sometimes catching five or six games.

As I've mentioned before here on the blog, my dad died coming home from shopping. When he laid out that paper to plan his TV viewing for the evening, he didn't know that he'd be gone from our world four or five hours later.

But don't get me wrong. We do need plans.

Panzer: Sdkfz 251/9, Ausf C
Summer of 1943 is my guess. The armoured "top" surrounding the two crewmen is a field conversion, probably done by the unit's workshop.

Monday, November 03, 2014


Years ago I was going through a very bad time in my life. I was doing too much of something you could do, didn't eat and sleep properly and spent too much time in front of computers, trying to master a very complicated 3D program. All of this was part of a "business adventure" with a guy who was , well... a complete asshole I suppose.

I ended up with a nervous breakdown, I think...

During that time (before the nervous breakdown) I had a strange vision while sleeping. It was not really a dream, because it happened just before I woke up. That peculiar part of a dream where you are aware that you are dreaming, but not quite out of the dream yet.

A black man appeared in my mind. He had a beard, was dressed in a simple orange robe and behind him was a desert. He spoke to me, in English (all prophets speak perfect English, just like aliens from outer space, and Roman emperors) He was saying that I should not be afraid. His eyes radiated a great kindness, and his voice was soft and very comforting. I immediately understood that everything this man said was true. Without question.

He said that everything was going to be alright. I also understood who he was: he was one of "the original prophets". He represented a group of people who had existed many many centuries before Moses, Jesus, Mohammed, Buddha etc. Before various powerful groups started screwing things up. Making things fit their plans.

I came out of the dream state and got out of bed. Some time later, I managed to take action and began to solve some of the problems I was facing.

Who was he? a projection of my subconscious?..  the whacked-out brain fart of a man who was zonked out of him mind on computers, bad living and drugs?..

Or : was it the true vision of a spiritual being... emerging from past times, from another level of reality?..

I am not a believer in the spiritual, or mystical. I believe in science, rational thought, democracy...all of that. Because it brought progress and a better life for most.

But there you have it:  "The Lennard Grahn Religious Experience"...

Panzer: Pzkpfw Tiger II, Ausf B Königstiger
A group of Tiger II's on the move, most likely in the summer of 1944.

Monday, October 27, 2014


Get into the arty cut-up-ism of Copenhagen's...sorry... DENMARK'S first punk magazine


A mix of reviews, interviews, homegrown poetry, rants, raves and collage

Born 1978 - Died 1980, IKLIPSX was the typical punk zine, but with a more artistic flavour than most. Number 1, 1980 came in a brown paper bag, was named "the media package" and included a slice of sausage wrapped in tin foil...

From the link you can download every issue as a PDF and thus be liberated from petty middle class boredom.


Panzer: Panzerjäger Marder III, Sdkfz 139
Serving with a Waffen-SS unit. The dark grey colour would suggest the photo was taken in the summer of 1942.

Monday, October 20, 2014


Growing gut showing, hair falling out...eyesight failing, and some chaps (not me) might even begin to experience "erectile challenges"...

And anyway...things just aren't as exciting as they used to be, right?...

On the whole, not much fun is it?...

BUT the progress of time can occasionally give you a small thrill, as illustrated by the tasty little tome pictured above:

The German Jet Genesis

Published in nineteen eighty two, I remember spotting that fabulous cover in the "War and history" department of my favourite bookstore in Copenhagen Politikens Boghandel, on the corner of Town Hall Square.

Recently subjected to a major makeover, which completely ruined the charm of the old place (like so many other things here in Copenhagen) this big and spacious store, filled with books in English, was for many years one of my favourite places to visit in Copenhagen.

Back in 82' I was a mere lad of sixteen, and not exactly loaded with money... so naturally I checked the price tag...and had to accept that a price of 187  Danish kroners (roughly £ 19) was way to expensive for me...

With regret I left the store. And did my best to forget about the the mistake I had made of peeking inside the book, filled with beautiful black and white line drawings of experimental German aircraft of WWII, some of them too advanced to ever leave the drawing board.

Masterpieces of futuristic fantasy.

Well. Years passed. I had other thrills. Purchased other books. But somehow, I could never forget about The German Jet Genesis.

Until a few months ago, when it suddenly dawned upon me: HEY! this is the age of!!  some of those books I longed to own when I was living in the good old analogue world must still be out there!

 So I found it... ordered it , received it in the mail

£ 16 it cost me, all included...

Mine at last. Page after page of beautiful black and white drawings of fantasy aircraft, most of which never flew.

Thirty two years passed, before my dream came through.

It was well worth the wait.

And, I saved £ 3!

Panzer: Panzerjäger Panther "Jagdpanther"
A very late model JP, photographed shortly after WWII at a vehicle dump in Germany under British control. Note the full set of flammvernicthern exhaust dampers and what looks like engine fan covers made from wood. These were fitted to avoid splinters from small caliber fire from ground attack aircraft from being sucked into the engine.