Monday, November 24, 2014

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Well , this blog should know!  that I did find a new job and have been working there since September.

I teach animation to young people with disabilities in the town of Ringsted, about sixty kilometers from Copenhagen, so now I'm a commuter!

Very happy I found that job.

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Panzer: Pzkpfw IV, Ausf D
A panzer crewman studying the damage inflicted by enemy anti-tank weapons. Photo probably taken during or after the battle of France.
Note the small white rhomboid and the number 4 painted next to the damaged vision port.
This denoted that the panzer belonged to the fourth company of an armoured regiment.
Later on came the introduction of large numerals painted onto the turret sides,
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Monday, November 17, 2014


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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!
 but...

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

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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.
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Monday, November 10, 2014

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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.

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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.
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Monday, November 03, 2014

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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"...

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Panzer: Pzkpfw Tiger II, Ausf B Königstiger
A group of Tiger II's on the move, most likely in the summer of 1944.
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Monday, October 27, 2014

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

IKLIPSX

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.

SO WHAT ARE YOU F**KING WAITING FOR YOU BASTARD!!

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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.
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