Monday, October 31, 2011


I briefly explored this establishment back in the early nineties.

A trip to old London town when I was an art student had brought me on the trail of SOHO and its many peculiar, but interesting places. Slightly drunk after visiting the famous Marquee Club, me and a fellow student passed by the Compton Club which advertised "Peep Show". Intrigued, we went down a staircase and found ourselves in a tiny basement room where a heavily make-upped young girl dressed in suspenders and high heels asked us to join her at a table in the corner and buy her a drink. After two- or three minutes of meaningless conversation (the girl claimed to be a design student), a bearded leather-west clad character acting as the club's bouncer entered a small stage and told a rude joke (I can't remember how it went) Then we were presented with our bill: "drink plus company - £ 129" Apparently the "peep show" was our skinny friend at the table in her suspenders and despite our drinks and entry to the club being free, HER drink and company was NOT.


We were informed that we'd better pay or deal with the bouncer and that we should have realised what we were doing before we entered the place "- this is SOHO!" the design student/ peepshow attraction explained. Since I was the only one carrying any real money I sheepishly gave in to their threaths and paid... which meant giving up ALL the money I had for a five day stay in London, and this was our second day in town...

Luckily, I could borrow some money from another student and pay him back when we returned our non-worldly art student's arses to Denmark.

If you look at the area today on Google's Street View, you can tell how it has changed through gentrification. Who knows, maybe that tantalizing design student married the bouncer and started a profitable liposuction clinic a few streets away.

That was SOHO!

Panzer: Tiger I, late production
Crossing local bridges was often a problem for Tiger-equipped units since few constructions could handle the 52 ton weight of the vehicle. Note the non standard two-digit turret number

Monday, October 24, 2011


Posting an entire Lady Luck comic book story this week, (Lady Luck no. 87, February 1950)
An amusing look at the world of modern art as seen from the world of comic books.

Created by Klaus Nordling the story takes the often seen comic book world stance that modern art is bogus ineptness created by eccentric loons in liaison with money-hungry gallery owners and corrupt art critics.

Considering that many of the top-level comic book artists of the day ended up living comfortably (and hard working...) with wifes, kids and upper middle class incomes while many modern artistes struggled in squalid basement apartments or lofts on New York's Lower East side, this sort of criticism can sometimes come out a bit shallow in my opinion. Of course what the comic book artists didn't get was recognition as artists...those precious pages in the Art history book down at the local library. These speculations of ego battling apart, it's obvious that Nordling has really pinned some comical aspects of the 1950's modern art "scene"...

like this...the animal skin wearing "primitive painter" - a caricature of a very well known Modern Maestro?..

Today, of course, things have changed...comic books are no longer the profitable mass media they once were, but instead have themselves evolved into the highly artistic (and expensive...) graphic novels, complete with gallery exhibits and reviews by art critics.

Hmmm, I wonder what all those hard working creative people in the computer gaming industry has to day about that?...

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Panzer: Befehlstiger I, late production
A disabled commander's version of the Tiger I (note the extra "star" aerial next to the turret) while being examined by troopers in reed green denim work uniforms. Most likely placing these men with the Tiger unit's workshop company. Looks like the Tiger is missing a track, perhaps blown off by anti-tank mines or attacks by ground attack planes when you consider the holes in the ground surrounding it.

Monday, October 17, 2011


I've always been a big fan of "funny photos" and you can get your fill at this idiosyncratic site: spacereptilesareyourfriend
Note: Most of the photos here are BIG making the pages slow loaders..
Note2: Scarlett Johansson fans are in for a treat...check out page 2!

Panzer: Pzkpfw III, Ausf L
Refueling some Panzer III's probably summer of 1943. Note the troopers wearing reed green denim work uniforms and the steel drum marked with a "+" which meant it contained water (for engine coolant) and not petrol.

Monday, October 10, 2011


Marvel at the beautiful (if eccentric...) futurism of: 25 Abandoned Yugoslavia Monuments that look like they're from the Future

Panzer: Tiger I, early production
You get a real impression of the massive weight and "presence" of a Tiger in this photo, most likely taken in the summer of 1943. Note the troopers wearing white denim work fatigues.

Monday, October 03, 2011

Longeth ye back to the days before "Decaf Copenhagen"?.. the time when the city was full of drafty, dank slum-apartments inhabited by ordinary people (instead of businesses) plus a handful of middle-aged alcoholics and/ or weirdo's?...(OK, maybe more than just a handful...)
Well, maybe nobody misses those days...but for a nostalgic fool like me (who actually lived in two cold water flats in the 1990's) it does look very romantic in photos. ..and you can get yourself an eye full at this website dedicated to the memories and private photos from one of the old streets in central Copenhagen: (look under "Private billeder"

Panzer: Pzkpfw IV, Ausf F2
Looks like the panzer is providing cover for a patrol, looking out for enemy activity to the left while mowing forward. Note the machine gunner immediately behind the Pz IV still with his MG 34 shouldered which in my opinion rules out the probability of the troops being under fire.
The divisional marking of the 12'th Panzer Division (Wehrmacht) is visible next to the balkenkreuz national marking.