Friday, October 21, 2016

Sketches by Robert Bateman

When you think of wildlife artists at the top of most lists would be Canadian Artist Robert Bateman.
I have had the chance to view many of his works over the years in seveal locations.

Last year the St Louis Zoo featured some of his work.
This painting was one of the them.

But just like good animation art and comics, I like the behind the scenes work that goes into most art.
Following are some sketches by Robert Bateman.

 His home?
 Even when being whimsical, he is a great artist.
 Sketches later used in a larger finished painting.
Field notes.

Monday, October 3, 2016

Mapping times and places. . . .

My daughter has taken it upon herself to complete my dads map of state coins.
With her own quarters she added three yesterday that my dad had not found before he passed away.

She then made a list of all the ones she still needed to finish the map.

While doing the coins she spotted the one for Tennessee and said, "This one has a cabin on it, and Daddy it looks like your cabin."

Tuesday, September 20, 2016

I love small town fairs - NEMO Old Thrashers weekend.

 Well Saturday we got up to farm town and attended once again the Old Thrashers event.

Chance to watch and see how the old equipment was used.

This truck seperated the corn from the cob. I am sure there is a name for that process but I didn't catch it.
 Ah Shucks!
 Another view of the truck.
It doesn't look like it could still run but it does.

 Another old steam tractor.
 This machine seperated the cobs from the stalk.

And still worked.

This machine attached to a very large steam tractor thrashed oats.

And unlike festivals in larger towns where it is okay to sell Vietnamese Kabob's (among other non-related things) at Scottish themed Festivals, evey thing seemed to have a purpose with what was being celebrated; old farm life.

 Making new friends.
 Very young.
 "This town ain't big enough for the three of us philgrim."
 How to make apple cider
 Lots of old tools.
 And some ideas I had never seen before (which is not unusual.)
 My favorite parts are the kids rides that are home-made and tractor driven.
 All tractor powered.

 And made with stuff from around the town.

Pulled by tractor, made out of barrels and on the go all day.

It is also fun to see the same people year after year doing these rides again.

 And of course there are lots of other things going on.

 Rope making.
What a great day!

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Wednesday, August 17, 2016

It's time. . . to let go.

Just ask my wife, it's hard for me to let go of things.
Especially family things.
But some times you just have to.

This time it was family films, from the 1960's.
I have wanted to preserve them in another format for years. But it is very expensive, or was.

But you still have to let them go, put them in someone else's hands.
Will I ever see them again?
Will they treat them well and take care of them?

At some point you just have to trust.

They would only disappear to time if I held on to them longer. It may already be a little late.

But here goes. . . .

Monday, August 8, 2016

The Maine connection yet again. . . .

I love this image of the artists working on sketches of live deer for the film Bambi.

One of the Maine artists I discuss on this blog often, Maurice 'Jake' Day, is the one who convinced Disney to make the deer white tail deer instead of California mule deer.

Here are some other images.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Our slim connection to 'The Great Escape'

If you have followed this blog for any length of time, both of you, you are well aware of my love for our family history, especially how WW2 effected it.
My dad served in the RAF during the war, spending part of his time with the 350 Squadron of mostly Belgian pilots.
He worked on Spitfires while serving with them.

This first image is of dad.

I don't know if love is the right word but he really made the most of his time in service and his time with the RAF.

While doing some more research today (reading wikipedia) I came across a pilot who served in his squadron at the same time as he did, and the same airfield.

We will never know if they knew each other or even met. Most ground crew were assigned to a specific plane and pilot.
But I still find it interesting.

Henri Picard was born 1916 in Etterbeek, Belguim. When Germany invade Belguim the pilot school he was attending was closed.
He left Belguim in June finally in a round-about way making England in July. He soon became a pilot officer and in Nov. of 1941 tranferred to the 350 squadron, the same month as my dad.
In April of 1942 the 350 transferred airfields and my dad went to bomber command.
In August of 42 Picard was shot down and after recovery from injuries was sent to Stalag Luft III.
In March of 1944 on the night of the 24-25 Picard was one of 76 who escaped Stalag Luft III.
On the 26th he and three others were recaptured and on the 29th they were executed by the Gestapo.

Pilot-officer Henri Picard 1916-1944

It seems Henri had some talent as an artist also. You can find a link to a story about his art here.