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Rupp's Skizzenbuch

Welcome to "Rupp's Skizzenbuch"

This is an on-line serial World War I soldier's journal and sketchbook, brought to you by The Blue Max Project.  Over the next eleven months, follow along as Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp re-tells the story of "The Blue Max" from his perspective with his own words, sketches and photographs.

And so it begins.....

PROLOGUE

An aging German immigrant passes away in St. Augustine, Florida.  Among her personal effects a soldier's journal and sketchbook from World War I is discovered.  The sketchbook is sent on to the Smithsonian's Special Collections Archivist for further study.

CHAPTER ONE - INTRODUCTIONS

Unteroffizier Rupp Gerhardt introduces himself and explains what  brought this “old campaigner” to the town of Beauvin and what services he provides to his squadmates at Jasta 77.

CHAPTER TWO - THE GREAT WAR

Rupp shares a map he drew to show where  Jasta 77 is located on the Western Front.   He intercepts an American paper and gets some insight into how the other side thinks the war is going.

CHAPTER THREE – THE VILLAGE

Rupp’s squad mate takes him for a wild ride in a DFW and ruins his aerial photo shoot of the Aerodrome requested by the Hauptmann.  Angry with all of them he settles into some late night sketching and writes about the Aerodrome, the village of Beauvin and his lucrative side businesses.

CHAPTER FOUR - THE PEOPLE

Rupp’s goal was to survive the war, not to win it and he was willing to do just about anything to make sure he survived.  In this chapter, he shares his insights into the strengths and weaknesses of his fellow squad mates and explains how he uses that information to his best advantage.

CHAPTER FIVE – NEW ARRIVALS

Bruno Stachel arrives at Jasta 77 and meets Rupp for the first time.   Their not so friendly introduction is  interrupted by an attack on the base by a group of Sopwith Camels. 

CHAPTER SIX – A MAN TO WATCH

Leutnant Bruno Stachel has an immediate impact on Jasta 77 and not in a good way.  Hauptmann Heidemann is trying to get to know his newest pilot and Rupp is sure he will either be the next Ace in the squad or dead within three weeks.   It could go either way.

CHAPTER SEVEN –FIRST KILL

Leutnant Stachel, frustrated by his unconfirmed kill a few weeks earlier, makes a point when he drops an RE-8 right on the Hauptmann’s front porch.  Bold, skilled and cruel, Stachel begins to make a reputation for himself.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE BIG PUSH

The Big Push begins and Jasta 77 is in the thick of the fight.   German pilots like their chances of winning, especially when they hear the new Fokker DVII’s will be delivered soon.   Rupp can’t figure out why the Hauptmann is giving Stachel special treatment, but he knows he better figure it out soon.

CHAPTER NINE – THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

It has been quite a week for Bruno Stachel.  He shot down two more enemy aircraft, had a job offer from the Red Baron and got a nice write up in the Berlin papers.  Hauptmann Heidemann seems to be putting Stachel on the fast track. 

CHAPTER TEN – DON’T BLAME THE MESSENGER

The Hauptmann sends Wili and Bruno on a road trip to introduce the “Black Angel”  to German High Command located in Spa.   Along the way they make a stop to visit Wili’s Aunt and Uncle, the Graf and Gräfin.  Sparks fly and a fire is ignited between sweet Kaeti and young Bruno.  She proves to be more than a match for the Cobra.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL

The Big Push starts  to fizzle out.  Von Richthofen is shot down over the Somme Valley.  The only good news is the arrival of the first Fokker DVII for test flying.  The aggressiveness of this machine is a perfect match for young Stachel, but he is counting heads to decide if he will be assigned one when the rest arrive.  Rupp enters into a business arraignment to satisfy Stachel’s drinking habit, but is having second thoughts.

CHAPTER TWELVE - WILI'S LAST SORTIE

Rupp gets sent in to clean up another crash site, but this time the tragic death is close to home.   Wili Klugermann and Bruno Stachel return from a successful sortie in a heavy mist.  Stachel gets credited with three more kills, but Wili ends up wrapped around a factory chimney on the edge of town.  Just one of those fluke accidents…..or was it?

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – HEIDEMANN MAKES A HERO

Stachel’s drinking gets worse, but the kills keep piling up.   With the Hauptmann’s support, he demands that his Fokker be painted all black and asks for a unique slogan to be painted in English on the upper wing.  Realizing what a good customer Stachel has become, Rupp raises his price.  Amid all that Stachel surprises everyone when he risks his life to save a French school girl who falls into an icy stream.   Angel or Devil?  A little of one, a lot of the other.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN – THE BOTTLE AND THE BLUE MAX

Stachel finally achieves his goal of being awarded the Blue Max.  While Stachel’s achievements in the air are extraordinary, on the ground his drinking begins to take a toll.   Heidemann’s publicity campaign goes into full swing and Stachel is overwhelmed by all the attention.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN – THE BLACK ANGEL ON TOUR

Heidemann continues his campaign to make Stachel famous and sends the Black Angel on tour.  Stachel fits in a stop at Sonnenstrahl to visit with the Gräfin and attempts to blackmail her over Wili’s journal.   Things do not go well and Kaeti reaches out to Rupp for protection.  Rupp has just what Kaeti needs.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN – THE BIG PUSH GETS PUSHED BACK

The tide begins to turn against Germany in the Great War and Jasta 77 is forced to relocate to Coucy.  A shortage of replacement parts and fuel is making it a struggle to keep aircraft in the air.  The Fokker DVII is plagued by engine problems and Leutnant Stachel has a very close call. 

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN – THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Heidemann gets  an invite to attend the Johannisthal Trials near Berlin.  This event brings the most accomplished aces together to test fly the newest aircraft and is the perfect venue for Heidemann to show off his young rising star.  Rupp makes the mistake of getting in the way and Heidemann punishes him severely for it. 

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN – STARTING OVER

Rupp gets sent to the front lines at Bellicourt and discovers what life is like in the underground tunnels of the St. Quentin Canal.  Kettering has taken over Rupp’s mail delivery service and sends a messenger to him with an apology, a box of cigars and an update on the continuing adventures of Hauptmann Heidemann and Leutnant Stachel.

CHAPTER NINETEEN – Kaeti’s Revenge

A tragic accident, an unwanted promotion, a forced marriage.  Poor Bruno….even when he does the right thing he can’t seem to catch a break.  Meanwhile, Kaeti sends Rupp a letter with a large cash payment to settle her debt with him.  Rupp needs one more lucky break to put his “exit plan” in place.  He hopes that break comes soon, he is not sure how much longer he will last in the Tunnels of Bellicourt.

CHAPTER TWENTY – The Yanks and the Lucky Break

The Americans start making their presence felt on the Western Front and things are heating up at Bellicourt.  Rupp’s Hauptmann sends him into harm’s way on a whim  to photograph a crash site.   Rupp is angry, but the Breguet  provides just the lucky break he was looking for.

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE – Leap of Faith

The Battle of the St Quentin Canal begins and the inexperienced Americans manage to push the Germans back with a lot of help from the more seasoned Australians.  Rupp takes advantage of the chaos while retreating through Nauroy and hides away in the belfry of an old church.  A giant leap and a bad landing send his “ best made plans” into a tailspin.

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO –Recovery by the Sea

Rupp manages to continue his ruse while he recovers from his injuries at the American Hospital in Étretat.  There are rumors all around that Germany is ready to surrender.  The Americans are in a mood to celebrate, but Rupp only becomes more withdrawn.  All the lying and the sleepless nights are taking a toll on him.  He needs to find a way out before his luck runs out.

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE –The Long Road Home

The train breaks down half way to St. Nazaire.  Locals invite injured soldiers into their homes overnight while the locomotive is being repaired.  Rupp spends a quiet night in a peaceful villa with a house cat and a view of the vineyard.   It’s the first time in weeks that he has had time to think in a restful place.   He comes to realize that he needs to adjust his plans one more time.

EPILOGUE

On the Centennial of Armistice Day the Smithsonian confirms the authenticity of Rupp’s sketchbook and informs the family.  In St. Augustine ( Jack Hunter’s hometown) the Historical Society underlines this discovery as providing unique insight into the experiences of one German soldier who survived the Great War. 

 Rupp’s final sketch is discovered in the last sleeve of the journal and it documents both the end of his wartime experience and the beginning of his long road back to home, health and recovery.

Click here for the Hi-Res version

 

 

 

Making the Map

With luck I will finish the “Epilogue” in the next two weeks so that I will be ready for the final close out of “Rupp’s Skizzenbuch” on November 11th. I thought it would be fun to pull back the curtain on what inspired the world map from this week’s episode. I knew I wanted to show a map with the larger platform of the Great War as part of closing this story and was inspired by a few historical images.

I found this map and loved the small icons and the vibrant feel of it

Orig Map S.jpg

This second map distorted the grid to give the image the curve of the globe and created a more 3D effect.

Orig Map2 S.jpg

I tried to combine those two ideas and capture enough of the Western Front to show the route Rupp took from St. Quentin to Etretat as well as the major ports feeding the front from England and the United States. I started with a google map and created the grid for the region I wanted. Than I placed the poster underneath to get it lined up. After that I started distorting the grid and developed the sketch.

The next thing I needed where the objects. I used a whole series of things and tried to capture some of animation in the original maps, with aircraft, balloons, symbols for countries and icons like the major cities. This part was great fun.

Putting it all together, I wanted it to look similar to the other maps I created in the journal, with the feeling that you are high above the clouds viewing the map, witnessing a dog fight that is about to happen. When it was done, printed it, aged it and photographed it on the desktop.

I was happy with the final version, but more than anything enjoyed the journey getting there and the links back to the original artwork that inspired it. If you click on the image below you can download a hi-res version.

Rupp's Skizzenbuch

Welcome to "Rupp's Skizzenbuch"

This is an on-line serial World War I soldier's journal and sketchbook, brought to you by The Blue Max Project.  Over the next eleven months, follow along as Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp re-tells the story of "The Blue Max" from his perspective with his own words, sketches and photographs.

And so it begins.....

PROLOGUE

An aging German immigrant passes away in St. Augustine, Florida.  Among her personal effects a soldier's journal and sketchbook from World War I is discovered.  The sketchbook is sent on to the Smithsonian's Special Collections Archivist for further study.

CHAPTER ONE - INTRODUCTIONS

Unteroffizier Rupp Gerhardt introduces himself and explains what  brought this “old campaigner” to the town of Beauvin and what services he provides to his squadmates at Jasta 77.

CHAPTER TWO - THE GREAT WAR

Rupp shares a map he drew to show where  Jasta 77 is located on the Western Front.   He intercepts an American paper and gets some insight into how the other side thinks the war is going.

CHAPTER THREE – THE VILLAGE

Rupp’s squad mate takes him for a wild ride in a DFW and ruins his aerial photo shoot of the Aerodrome requested by the Hauptmann.  Angry with all of them he settles into some late night sketching and writes about the Aerodrome, the village of Beauvin and his lucrative side businesses.

CHAPTER FOUR - THE PEOPLE

Rupp’s goal was to survive the war, not to win it and he was willing to do just about anything to make sure he survived.  In this chapter, he shares his insights into the strengths and weaknesses of his fellow squad mates and explains how he uses that information to his best advantage.

CHAPTER FIVE – NEW ARRIVALS

Bruno Stachel arrives at Jasta 77 and meets Rupp for the first time.   Their not so friendly introduction is  interrupted by an attack on the base by a group of Sopwith Camels. 

CHAPTER SIX – A MAN TO WATCH

Leutnant Bruno Stachel has an immediate impact on Jasta 77 and not in a good way.  Hauptmann Heidemann is trying to get to know his newest pilot and Rupp is sure he will either be the next Ace in the squad or dead within three weeks.   It could go either way.

CHAPTER SEVEN –FIRST KILL

Leutnant Stachel, frustrated by his unconfirmed kill a few weeks earlier, makes a point when he drops an RE-8 right on the Hauptmann’s front porch.  Bold, skilled and cruel, Stachel begins to make a reputation for himself.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE BIG PUSH

The Big Push begins and Jasta 77 is in the thick of the fight.   German pilots like their chances of winning, especially when they hear the new Fokker DVII’s will be delivered soon.   Rupp can’t figure out why the Hauptmann is giving Stachel special treatment, but he knows he better figure it out soon.

CHAPTER NINE – THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

It has been quite a week for Bruno Stachel.  He shot down two more enemy aircraft, had a job offer from the Red Baron and got a nice write up in the Berlin papers.  Hauptmann Heidemann seems to be putting Stachel on the fast track. 

CHAPTER TEN – DON’T BLAME THE MESSENGER

The Hauptmann sends Wili and Bruno on a road trip to introduce the “Black Angel”  to German High Command located in Spa.   Along the way they make a stop to visit Wili’s Aunt and Uncle, the Graf and Gräfin.  Sparks fly and a fire is ignited between sweet Kaeti and young Bruno.  She proves to be more than a match for the Cobra.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL

The Big Push starts  to fizzle out.  Von Richthofen is shot down over the Somme Valley.  The only good news is the arrival of the first Fokker DVII for test flying.  The aggressiveness of this machine is a perfect match for young Stachel, but he is counting heads to decide if he will be assigned one when the rest arrive.  Rupp enters into a business arraignment to satisfy Stachel’s drinking habit, but is having second thoughts.

CHAPTER TWELVE - WILI'S LAST SORTIE

Rupp gets sent in to clean up another crash site, but this time the tragic death is close to home.   Wili Klugermann and Bruno Stachel return from a successful sortie in a heavy mist.  Stachel gets credited with three more kills, but Wili ends up wrapped around a factory chimney on the edge of town.  Just one of those fluke accidents…..or was it?

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – HEIDEMANN MAKES A HERO

Stachel’s drinking gets worse, but the kills keep piling up.   With the Hauptmann’s support, he demands that his Fokker be painted all black and asks for a unique slogan to be painted in English on the upper wing.  Realizing what a good customer Stachel has become, Rupp raises his price.  Amid all that Stachel surprises everyone when he risks his life to save a French school girl who falls into an icy stream.   Angel or Devil?  A little of one, a lot of the other.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN – THE BOTTLE AND THE BLUE MAX

Stachel finally achieves his goal of being awarded the Blue Max.  While Stachel’s achievements in the air are extraordinary, on the ground his drinking begins to take a toll.   Heidemann’s publicity campaign goes into full swing and Stachel is overwhelmed by all the attention.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN – THE BLACK ANGEL ON TOUR

Heidemann continues his campaign to make Stachel famous and sends the Black Angel on tour.  Stachel fits in a stop at Sonnenstrahl to visit with the Gräfin and attempts to blackmail her over Wili’s journal.   Things do not go well and Kaeti reaches out to Rupp for protection.  Rupp has just what Kaeti needs.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN – THE BIG PUSH GETS PUSHED BACK

The tide begins to turn against Germany in the Great War and Jasta 77 is forced to relocate to Coucy.  A shortage of replacement parts and fuel is making it a struggle to keep aircraft in the air.  The Fokker DVII is plagued by engine problems and Leutnant Stachel has a very close call. 

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN – THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Heidemann gets  an invite to attend the Johannisthal Trials near Berlin.  This event brings the most accomplished aces together to test fly the newest aircraft and is the perfect venue for Heidemann to show off his young rising star.  Rupp makes the mistake of getting in the way and Heidemann punishes him severely for it. 

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN – STARTING OVER

Rupp gets sent to the front lines at Bellicourt and discovers what life is like in the underground tunnels of the St. Quentin Canal.  Kettering has taken over Rupp’s mail delivery service and sends a messenger to him with an apology, a box of cigars and an update on the continuing adventures of Hauptmann Heidemann and Leutnant Stachel.

CHAPTER NINETEEN – Kaeti’s Revenge

A tragic accident, an unwanted promotion, a forced marriage.  Poor Bruno….even when he does the right thing he can’t seem to catch a break.  Meanwhile, Kaeti sends Rupp a letter with a large cash payment to settle her debt with him.  Rupp needs one more lucky break to put his “exit plan” in place.  He hopes that break comes soon, he is not sure how much longer he will last in the Tunnels of Bellicourt.

CHAPTER TWENTY – The Yanks and the Lucky Break

The Americans start making their presence felt on the Western Front and things are heating up at Bellicourt.  Rupp’s Hauptmann sends him into harm’s way on a whim  to photograph a crash site.   Rupp is angry, but the Breguet  provides just the lucky break he was looking for.

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE – Leap of Faith

The Battle of the St Quentin Canal begins and the inexperienced Americans manage to push the Germans back with a lot of help from the more seasoned Australians.  Rupp takes advantage of the chaos while retreating through Nauroy and hides away in the belfry of an old church.  A giant leap and a bad landing send his “ best made plans” into a tailspin.

CHAPTER TWENTY TWO –Recovery by the Sea

Rupp manages to continue his ruse while he recovers from his injuries at the American Hospital in Étretat.  There are rumors all around that Germany is ready to surrender.  The Americans are in a mood to celebrate, but Rupp only becomes more withdrawn.  All the lying and the sleepless nights are taking a toll on him.  He needs to find a way out before his luck runs out.

Click this link for the Hi-Res version

The next chapter will be issued on November 2nd.

 

 

 

Rupp's Skizzenbuch

Welcome to "Rupp's Skizzenbuch"

This is an on-line serial World War I soldier's journal and sketchbook, brought to you by The Blue Max Project.  Over the next eleven months, follow along as Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp re-tells the story of "The Blue Max" from his perspective with his own words, sketches and photographs.

And so it begins.....

PROLOGUE

An aging German immigrant passes away in St. Augustine, Florida.  Among her personal effects a soldier's journal and sketchbook from World War I is discovered.  The sketchbook is sent on to the Smithsonian's Special Collections Archivist for further study.

CHAPTER ONE - INTRODUCTIONS

Unteroffizier Rupp Gerhardt introduces himself and explains what  brought this “old campaigner” to the town of Beauvin and what services he provides to his squadmates at Jasta 77.

CHAPTER TWO - THE GREAT WAR

Rupp shares a map he drew to show where  Jasta 77 is located on the Western Front.   He intercepts an American paper and gets some insight into how the other side thinks the war is going.

CHAPTER THREE – THE VILLAGE

Rupp’s squad mate takes him for a wild ride in a DFW and ruins his aerial photo shoot of the Aerodrome requested by the Hauptmann.  Angry with all of them he settles into some late night sketching and writes about the Aerodrome, the village of Beauvin and his lucrative side businesses.

CHAPTER FOUR - THE PEOPLE

Rupp’s goal was to survive the war, not to win it and he was willing to do just about anything to make sure he survived.  In this chapter, he shares his insights into the strengths and weaknesses of his fellow squad mates and explains how he uses that information to his best advantage.

CHAPTER FIVE – NEW ARRIVALS

Bruno Stachel arrives at Jasta 77 and meets Rupp for the first time.   Their not so friendly introduction is  interrupted by an attack on the base by a group of Sopwith Camels. 

CHAPTER SIX – A MAN TO WATCH

Leutnant Bruno Stachel has an immediate impact on Jasta 77 and not in a good way.  Hauptmann Heidemann is trying to get to know his newest pilot and Rupp is sure he will either be the next Ace in the squad or dead within three weeks.   It could go either way.

CHAPTER SEVEN –FIRST KILL

Leutnant Stachel, frustrated by his unconfirmed kill a few weeks earlier, makes a point when he drops an RE-8 right on the Hauptmann’s front porch.  Bold, skilled and cruel, Stachel begins to make a reputation for himself.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE BIG PUSH

The Big Push begins and Jasta 77 is in the thick of the fight.   German pilots like their chances of winning, especially when they hear the new Fokker DVII’s will be delivered soon.   Rupp can’t figure out why the Hauptmann is giving Stachel special treatment, but he knows he better figure it out soon.

CHAPTER NINE – THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

It has been quite a week for Bruno Stachel.  He shot down two more enemy aircraft, had a job offer from the Red Baron and got a nice write up in the Berlin papers.  Hauptmann Heidemann seems to be putting Stachel on the fast track. 

CHAPTER TEN – DON’T BLAME THE MESSENGER

The Hauptmann sends Wili and Bruno on a road trip to introduce the “Black Angel”  to German High Command located in Spa.   Along the way they make a stop to visit Wili’s Aunt and Uncle, the Graf and Gräfin.  Sparks fly and a fire is ignited between sweet Kaeti and young Bruno.  She proves to be more than a match for the Cobra.

CHAPTER ELEVEN – A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL

The Big Push starts  to fizzle out.  Von Richthofen is shot down over the Somme Valley.  The only good news is the arrival of the first Fokker DVII for test flying.  The aggressiveness of this machine is a perfect match for young Stachel, but he is counting heads to decide if he will be assigned one when the rest arrive.  Rupp enters into a business arraignment to satisfy Stachel’s drinking habit, but is having second thoughts.

CHAPTER TWELVE - WILI'S LAST SORTIE

Rupp gets sent in to clean up another crash site, but this time the tragic death is close to home.   Wili Klugermann and Bruno Stachel return from a successful sortie in a heavy mist.  Stachel gets credited with three more kills, but Wili ends up wrapped around a factory chimney on the edge of town.  Just one of those fluke accidents…..or was it?

CHAPTER THIRTEEN – HEIDEMANN MAKES A HERO

Stachel’s drinking gets worse, but the kills keep piling up.   With the Hauptmann’s support, he demands that his Fokker be painted all black and asks for a unique slogan to be painted in English on the upper wing.  Realizing what a good customer Stachel has become, Rupp raises his price.  Amid all that Stachel surprises everyone when he risks his life to save a French school girl who falls into an icy stream.   Angel or Devil?  A little of one, a lot of the other.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN – THE BOTTLE AND THE BLUE MAX

Stachel finally achieves his goal of being awarded the Blue Max.  While Stachel’s achievements in the air are extraordinary, on the ground his drinking begins to take a toll.   Heidemann’s publicity campaign goes into full swing and Stachel is overwhelmed by all the attention.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN – THE BLACK ANGEL ON TOUR

Heidemann continues his campaign to make Stachel famous and sends the Black Angel on tour.  Stachel fits in a stop at Sonnenstrahl to visit with the Gräfin and attempts to blackmail her over Wili’s journal.   Things do not go well and Kaeti reaches out to Rupp for protection.  Rupp has just what Kaeti needs.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN – THE BIG PUSH GETS PUSHED BACK

The tide begins to turn against Germany in the Great War and Jasta 77 is forced to relocate to Coucy.  A shortage of replacement parts and fuel is making it a struggle to keep aircraft in the air.  The Fokker DVII is plagued by engine problems and Leutnant Stachel has a very close call. 

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN – THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Heidemann gets  an invite to attend the Johannisthal Trials near Berlin.  This event brings the most accomplished aces together to test fly the newest aircraft and is the perfect venue for Heidemann to show off his young rising star.  Rupp makes the mistake of getting in the way and Heidemann punishes him severely for it. 

Here is the Hi-Res Version of Chapter 17

The next chapter will be August 24th. 

 

 

Behind the Scenes of the Blue Max Project

There is a little gap before the next issue is published so I thought I would share some "behind the scenes" galleries to show how I create the images in Rupp's Skizzenbuch.  It is great fun to try and create simulated photo's, newspaper articles and sketches from scenes in the original book "The Blue Max" by Jack Hunter.  

Fabian's Crash

I was looking for an image for Fabian's crash, when I found a crash image of an Albatros.   During my search I ran into a second image with a make-shift cross made from the prop of an aircraft.  I combined the images and added Fabian's name to the cross.  Finally I aged the image and put creases in the paper to try and make it look like an old photograph.

Stachel's Truck

When Stachel arrived at Jasta 77, the truck that dropped him off got destroyed by an attack of Sopwith Camels.  I knew it was winter and that the office was an old railroad storage building.  I ran into an image of a German barn in the snow next to train tracks and combined it with a badly damaged  WW1 era vehicle.  

Dogfight Sketch

When I sketch I don't like committing to a composition without cartooning it out first.  If I can find images to base my sketch on, I can clip them out in Photoshop and play around with the composition until I get it right.  My favorite view is always different than what I expected so I like the flexibility I get using Photoshop.  In this scene Bruno Stachel stumbles on the Red Baron chasing a Bristol Fighter.  Von Richthofen is not aware that there are three more Bristol's high above hunting him.  Stachel dives in to break up the fight from an even higher elevation.  I tried to create a sketch with a deep depth of field to capture the levels that occurred during this dogfight. I used this mock up to develop the ink sketch.  I scanned the sketch and removed all the white background to make the image transparent.  Finally I overlaid this image over a photograph of a page from the journal to make it look like it was an original sketch in the journal..

Squad Photo with VonRichthofen

This one was bit over the top, but I was trying to get a classic squad photo posing in front of VR's signature red biplane.  I was using the first image as a guide.  I posed the aircraft from the flight sim Rise of Flight to get the background image.  I found a video on You-Tube of some WW1 era pilot reenactors and captured multiple images to get the squad members.  I stole VR's head from the original image and placed him in the aircraft.  I pulled a copy of a Berlin paper from the right date and spliced the picture along with a simple newspaper article into the final image.  A lot of steps and the final product is not great, but okay.  A lot of this effort is pushing my skill level to see what I can accomplish.  In later chapters it gets better.

I generally start with an idea of where I want to go, but let the random search for images take me where it wants to go.  I try to use Wikimedia Commons because the images are typically not copyrighted.  If you are ever interested in the sources for the images, check out the "Chapter Credits" at the bottom of each chapter.  The blue text is a link to a pdf document where I provide descriptions and web links to my sources.

Credits.jpg

 

Watch for the next chapter to release on April 27th.

Rupp's Skizzenbuch

Welcome to "Rupp's Skizzenbuch"

This is an on-line serial World War I soldier's journal and sketchbook, brought to you by The Blue Max Project.  Over the next eleven months, follow along as Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp re-tells the story of "The Blue Max" from his perspective with his own words, sketches and photographs.

And so it begins.....

PROLOGUE

An aging German immigrant passes away in St. Augustine, Florida.  Among her personal effects a soldier's journal and sketchbook from World War I is discovered.  The sketchbook is sent on to the Smithsonian's Special Collections Archivist for further study.

CHAPTER ONE - INTRODUCTIONS

Unteroffizier Rupp Gerhardt introduces himself and explains what  brought this “old campaigner” to the town of Beauvin and what services he provides to his squadmates at Jasta 77.

CHAPTER TWO - THE GREAT WAR

Rupp shares a map he drew to show where  Jasta 77 is located on the Western Front.   He intercepts an American paper and gets some insight into how the other side thinks the war is going.

CHAPTER THREE – THE VILLAGE

Rupp’s squad mate takes him for a wild ride in a DFW and ruins his aerial photo shoot of the Aerodrome requested by the Hauptmann.  Angry with all of them he settles into some late night sketching and writes about the Aerodrome, the village of Beauvin and his lucrative side businesses.

CHAPTER FOUR - THE PEOPLE

Rupp’s goal was to survive the war, not to win it and he was willing to do just about anything to make sure he survived.  In this chapter, he shares his insights into the strengths and weaknesses of his fellow squad mates and explains how he uses that information to his best advantage.

CHAPTER FIVE – NEW ARRIVALS

Bruno Stachel arrives at Jasta 77 and meets Rupp for the first time.   Their not so friendly introduction is  interrupted by an attack on the base by a group of Sopwith Camels. 

CHAPTER SIX – A MAN TO WATCH

Leutnant Bruno Stachel has an immediate impact on Jasta 77 and not in a good way.  Hauptmann Heidemann is trying to get to know his newest pilot and Rupp is sure he will either be the next Ace in the squad or dead within three weeks.   It could go either way.

CHAPTER SEVEN –FIRST KILL

Leutnant Stachel, frustrated by his unconfirmed kill a few weeks earlier, makes a point when he drops an RE-8 right on the Hauptmann’s front porch.  Bold, skilled and cruel, Stachel begins to make a reputation for himself.

CHAPTER EIGHT – THE BIG PUSH

The Big Push begins and Jasta 77 is in the thick of the fight.   German pilots like their chances of winning, especially when they hear the new Fokker DVII’s will be delivered soon.   Rupp can’t figure out why the Hauptmann is giving Stachel special treatment, but he knows he better figure it out soon.

CHAPTER NINE – THE CIRCUS COMES TO TOWN

It has been quite a week for Bruno Stachel.  He shot down two more enemy aircraft, had a job offer from the Red Baron and got a nice write up in the Berlin papers.  Hauptmann Heidemann seems to be putting Stachel on the fast track. 

CHAPTER TEN – DON’T BLAME THE MESSENGER

The Hauptmann sends Wili and Bruno on a road trip to introduce the “Black Angel”  to German High Command located in Spa.   Along the way they make a stop to visit Wili’s Aunt and Uncle, the Graf and Gräfin.  Sparks fly and a fire is ignited between sweet Kaeti and young Bruno.  She proves to be more than a match for the Cobra.

 Click here for the direct link to the hi-res version                            

The next chapter will be May 11th.

  

 

"Rupp's Skizzenbuch"....Sneak Preview!

"Rupp's Skizzenbuch" is the journal /sketchbook of Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp from Jasta 77.  Rupp is a character from Jack Hunter's novel "The Blue Max" and this journal re-tells the Blue Max story from his unique vantage point.  The sketchbook will be published chapter by chapter as an online serial,  bi-weekly starting January 1, 2018 and will run right up to Armistice Day on November 11th.

Over the last four months, I completed another four chapters, but more importantly I settled on the final electronic format for the online publication.  With only a few weeks left, I thought readers might be interested in just what an "online serial journal" looks like. 

Rupp's Skizzenbuch - Sneak Preview

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Each Chapter is structured in a similar way.  There is always a title slide that sets the theme for the chapter and three or four pages of text, documents and sketches.  For the casual reader, you can navigate with the left and right arrows.

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The filmstrip at the bottom shows all the pages so you know where you are in the chapter.

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These are low res-images to keep load times fast, but for the serious reader, the last page of each chapter is a "click-thru" image that downloads a hi-res PDF booklet of the entire chapter.

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These PDF booklet is typically a 5 meg file size and can be viewed page by page.

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These images are very detailed and text is easily readable.  This likely is the most immersive way to experience the journal and take a close look at the sketches and artifacts.

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But not everyone wants to work that hard, so I added a "Journal Transcript" at the bottom of the page of each chapter, for those who just want to read the story and look at the images of the journal.

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For those who really want to get "in the weeds", there are credits at the bottom of the page.  If you click on the blue text, it will download a one page PDF that describes the sources for the work.

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This document describes sources of historical images used in the journal and specific details about font types and software.  It also gives insight into the creative process or techniques used to create the images. 

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Considering that there will be 24 chapters, there are several ways to find the chapters or catch up to read previous chapters you may have missed.  There is a drop down menu that lists each chapter as it is published ( if you visit the site now the only item in that list is the "Table of Contents").

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The Table of Contents has a thumbnail of each chapter and the title and date it will be issued.  As I finish a chapter I add the black and white images to this page.  Right now the thumbnails don't link to anything, but as each chapter is published I will replace the thumbnail with a color image and will make the link active.  It is an interesting page to visit because you can see what is coming in the future and how far the story has progressed.  Right now I have completed 17 chapters which takes the serial from January 1st through July 27th.  I have eight more chapters to complete, so while you are reading, I will still be writing and sketching to complete the journal.

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So that's it!  I really hope that this proves to be an interesting and immersive way to close out the Centennial.  Look forward to sharing this with you starting on January 1st.

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The Bottle & the Blue Max

One of the more playful aspects of my art project "Rupp's Skizzenbuch" are the title pages.  The focus of the work is a recreation of German Unteroffizier's journal from the Great War.  The images are shot in a copy stand looking straight down at the pages, shot like an archivist.  The format is great but can be a little sterile.  Early on I stumbled into the idea of having a title page that is much more three dimensional and nuanced.  It is intended to look like what you might find on Rupp's desk while he was working on his sketchbook.  It helps set the stage for the chapter and add a greater element of immersion for a reader.

The end result is it has me attempting to build historical artifacts from scratch, searching Ebay, thrift stores and the attic to create everything from a soldier's kit to vintage newspapers.  When I get ready for a photo shoot, it has my wife scratching her head wondering "What the hell is this project all about anyway?"

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Here is a sample image from Chapter Eleven, when Rupp makes a deal with Bruno Stachel to smuggle in alcohol ( for a price) to feed his growing addiction.

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A good friend of mine took a look and said, "Looks great, but how did Bruno get Italian Chianti in France?"   In truth, I bought them at BevMo.  I liked the straw covers and they were easy to age with black wax.  It was the best I could do to get something that looked like it came from the right era.   Rupp was a smuggler and there were big shortages in Germany at the time, so maybe he ran into a villager with a cousin who lived in Italy, right?  A bit of a stretch, but I was on a schedule so I moved on.

I am currently working on Chapter 14 and it is titled "The Bottle & the Blue Max".  This aligns with Chapter 18 in Jack Hunter's book "The Blue Max".   Bruno Stachel's was an ambitious and sometimes cruel pilot.  He was focused on his own success and part of that focus was the desire to be awarded "The Blue Max" or Pour le Mérite.  This was Germany's highest honor for extraordinary personal achievement.  Most of the great Aces had one and Bruno thought the Blue Max would be his road to power and glory, so he was obsessed with it.  In this Chapter he finally achieves his goal, but the honor is bittersweet.  His drinking has gotten so bad that he regularly smuggles a flask into his cockpit with a rubber hose so he can celebrate his victories while still in flight.  The end result is when he is nominated to receive the medal he can't even remember the dogfights that resulted in the honor.

The Chianti comment was still in the back of my mind, so I knew I needed to  better than BevMo with Chapter 14.  I started wondering what would the "drink of choice" be in 1917 in Germany?   Google Images did not disappoint when I ran into these images.

Those smiling soldiers in their gray feldgrau, convinced me that Asbach Uralt was a great place to start.  The company was established in 1892 by Hugo Asbach and was located in the town of Rüdesheim am Rhein.  They made brandy as well as other spirits and chocolate.  Their popular brand was called "Rüdesheim Cognac" and the bottles had a distinct vertical label and red seal at the bottom.  After World War I, the Treaty of Versailles decreed that the word Cognac could only be used for French products, so Hugo coined the term Weinbrand for German brandy. You can still buy it today and the label looks pretty similar to the images on the postcards.  

So how do I make a bottle that looks like it came from the right era?

First I needed a bottle.  You can buy vintage bottles online, but they can be expensive, especially for the shipping.  I live in Northern California, not far from Highway 49 which runs through the old gold country.  On the way home from a trip we stopped at a small grocery store in Markleeville.  Markleeville is a classic gold mining town, one gas pump, a general store, a bar, a hotel and your done.  Not much gold mining any more, but plenty of tourists and biker bars.  My wife and I stopped at the General Store to use the restroom and get a snack for the road.  It was a classic gold mining town shop. The old wooden floor creaked and groaned and was uneven.  The store was jammed with all the grab and go items you expect when your on the road, from ice cream sandwiches to propane for your camp stove.  In the way back was one 8' x 8' room that had been turned into a mini antique store.  It was jammed full of knick-knacks and tacky tourist goods.  A cabinet full of antique glassware caught my eye. I carefully lifted out an amber whisky bottle.   As a story teller, I can be affected by authentic antique objects when they have the right spirit.  As I examined the bottle I noticed its neck had a distinct asymmetrical bend.  The top of the bottle indented deeply and the glass was full of imperfections, far removed from the mass produced "perfection" we expect these days.  The label was long gone, with no discernable text.   

Whatever story this bottle had to tell would remain a mystery, but for $3.00 it could certainly help move mine along!

 This is not the exact bottle I bought, but pretty close

This is not the exact bottle I bought, but pretty close

Next, I needed the label.  I found an actual graphic file online for the Asbach Uralt brand.  Might not be the right vintage but it gave me something to start with.

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I decorated my vintage bottle with the label.  Used my wax seal to place an actual red seal over the seal graphic on the label.  Pulled the red foil off another bottle of wine at home.  Stole a wood cork from an olive oil bottle.  Not exactly a perfect simulation, but I was pretty happy with the result.

One of the entertaining aspect of assembling the objects for the title slides is improvising with the objects for the photo shoot.   Sometimes I put a lot of time into creating objects that I never use.  Sometimes the objects take on a life of their own.  I wanted the bottle to be important, but was having trouble integrating it into the scene.  I bought a relatively cheap faux "Blue Max" medal and I had purchased a black felt necklace case to lay the medal in.  I was struggling with the case, propping it up, trying to get the light right.  I started thinking about the bottle and Bruno's drinking.   This should have been his finest hour, but instead he was racked with self-doubt and self-loathing because of his own weakness.  It hit me right then to tie the honor and the shame together, by casually placing the medal around the neck of the bottle.  It's something Bruno would have done.  

Here is the final image, not perfect, but under dim lamp light will look fine.  Chapter 14 will publish in June 2018, so you will have to be patient to see the bottle in its final setting!

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Sikorsky and Me

Can you identify this aircraft?

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That’s was the question that started the journey for me. 

A number of years ago my brother ran into this image in an old family photo album and he knew right away that it would peak my interest.  I am drawn to family history and have a passion for early aviation as well, so this photo was intriguing on both fronts .  I assumed the man standing next to what looks like a German Bomber is one of my relatives or a family friend.  I first posted this picture on SimHQ and asked if anyone could identify the aircraft type.  The aircraft defied categorization for a few weeks, but I have to give credit to WomenFly2 who finally posted saying that plane was not a German bomber and sent me a link to the trailer for the Howard Hughes film “Hell’s Angels”.  The ominous black bomber looked awfully familiar.  Further inspection of the photo proved her right because penciled on the back is “Bomber Hell’s Angels Summer 1928” (a smarter man would have looked there first!).  

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To be honest I was a bit disappointed when I discovered that it was not a real German bomber, but was intrigued on how my family crossed paths with the aircraft. I started researching what I could find online about the plane and the movie. Gradually it became clear how rare the photo was. In the movie the hero cooks up a scheme to sneak behind the lines to bomb enemy positions in a plane disguised as a German bomber.  Although the bombing run was successful the hero and his gunner meet their fate at the hands of the famous German ace, Manfred Von Richthofen.  The “bomber” was destroyed while filming the final scene and tragically two crew members were killed when they failed to bail out.

 Some of the filming was done in Oakland and the ground looks like a sandy beach so at first that’s where I thought the picture was taken.  My grandfather and his three brothers lived in Los Angeles in the early 1900’s so it didn’t exactly make sense that they would have travelled to Oakland to pose with the plane. The breakthrough came when I read that “Hells Angels” was filmed at several locations, but most of the aerial work was done in southern California in a cow pasture purchased by Howard Hughes just west of the Van Nuys airport.  Hughes named the site “Caddo Field”.  This image shows the approximate location of Caddo Field at the intersection of Balboa and Roscoe Blvd (see the black arrow). The photo also has the east /west runway of the Van Nuys Airport in the foreground. 

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Here is a second image with the Van Nuys Airport more developed.  Notice the San Gabriel Mountains in the background.

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My Grandfather's family home in that era was located at 6500 Moore Drive in Los Angeles.  My grandfather once told me that he sold ice cream at airshows so it would make sense that there was enough interest in aviation to make the short half hour drive to get a look at Mr. Hughes’s grand adventure since it was going on right in their neighborhood. 

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And regarding it “looking like the beach”, here is another photo from the film set at Caddo field with the San Gabriel Mountains in the background and the same sandy field. It was clear that the mystery had been solved.

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So mission accomplished right?  Well not exactly.  Some people obsess with pursuing their family’s genealogy, but aircraft have genealogy too and this hulking black beast has quite a history.

It starts with Igor Sikorsky.  Sikorsky was a Russian aviation engineer who designed the Ilya Muromets S-22 in 1914.  This was one of the first passenger aircraft designed shortly after the Wright Brothers era.  At the start of World War I it was converted to a bomber.  It was hugely successful at the start of the war but a lack of materials for further development led to it being outclassed by more modern bombers in the later stages of the war.  After the war Sikorsky immigrated to New York in 1919.  A talented engineer, unknown in the United States he struggled to continue his aviation career.  A family friend and former lieutenant in the Russian Navy, Victor Utgoff owned a chicken farm and gave Sikorsky a place to design and assemble his next plane.  He hired Russian immigrants and they built the plane from found materials and raided junkyards.  The frame was built up with angle iron from discarded bed frames, and turnbuckles purchased at Woolworths Drug Store.  They had no jacks to raise the plane so his brother Dmitry, who was ditch digger, dug a deep trench so they could install the landing gear below ground and then pull the plane out from the ditch.

On the brink of financial ruin, selling stock in the company to buy food for his dwindling staff, his business was saved in the end by the Russian composer Sergei Rachmaninoff. Rachmaninoff visited the chicken farm in a limousine and inspected the aircraft.  He wrote a check for $5,000 on the spot (the equivalent of $100,000 in today’s dollars) and saved Sikorsky’s project and career.  Sikorsky went on to make many aviation breakthroughs most notably in the design of the helicopter. 

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Only one plane was built and it failed to attract the customers Sikorsky sought out.  It was eventually sold to private owners and had a varied history including a stint as a “flying cigar store” when owned by Roscoe Turner.  The image below comes from the Roscoe Turner papers at the University of Wyoming.

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In the late 1920’s it was bought by Howard Hughes and modified to get as close as Hollywood could to a German Gotha.  In the end it was destroyed during filming, with its last moments documented for all time in the “Hells Angels” film.

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So that completes my story of my very indirect connection to Igor Sikorsky.

Now that I understand the history, I can imagine my grandfather grabbing a few friends and driving up Sunset Blvd to get to Van Nuys (all surface streets, there were no freeways in the Valley in 1928).  Parking his car on the sandy field, they would have tromped out to take a look at the planes.  Amid the mayhem of cast and crew, roaring engines and the stink of aviation fuel, he encourages a friend to stand in front of the big black bomber and takes a quick snapshot.  

I wonder if he knew about the history of the plane.  His father was born in Hagen, Westphalia and immigrated to San Francisco in the late 1890’s before the Great War began.  In 1928 they were only ten years removed from the war itself, so I am sure the evil looking black plane with its skull and German markings still gave chills to some who saw it in person.

I doubt he would ever have guessed that almost 90 years later his grandson would still be talking about that snapshot.

Four Sketches (Rupp's Skizzenbuch WIP)

I am currently working on Chapters 13 thru 16 which will publish in June and July.  I finished a group of four sketches that will be full pages in the journal. I thought it would be interesting to share how I create them.  These images are not complete.  I clean them up in Photoshop, get rid of smears or mistakes and make the background transparent so I can place them digitally onto the aged journal pages.

When creating a sketch, I start with an event that happened in the book that reinforces the story line in the text ( like Urlich falling from his aircraft and getting impaled on a fence post....yuck!!).  I might do a simple hand sketch to noodle on what I am after.  Than I go hunting for images using Google Images, find historical photos of the actual aircraft involved or even place 3D objects in the Rise of Flight Mission Builder (WW1 Flight sim) to set up a background for a sketch.  I collage this objects together to further develop the image.  This approach gives me a lot of freedom to get a dynamic view before I draw anything.  Once I have the rough collage, I do a hand sketch much more carefully in pencil, improvising on the source image as a reference.  Finally I ink it up.  The following galleries show how I built up these images.

Ziegel tunes up the Black Angel

I knew I wanted mechanics working on Bruno's aircraft (a Fokker D7) in a hanger.  I found this historical photo first with great images of mechanics, but the wrong plane.  Next found an image of a Fokker D7, reversed it and modified it in the sketch to look more like the D7f (with an exposed engine block and radiator).  Finally I used the Rise of Flight Mission Builder to place a hanger in the right position.  Not sure I like the face for Ziegel (the mechanic standing on the wing), looks a little too much like Chipeto in Pinnocchio.  Will likely replace it with another sketch.

Bruno goes Balloon Busting

I wanted an image of Bruno strafing an Aerostat (observation balloon).  I found this amazing image of a soldier hanging out of one of the baskets.  I went into the Rise of Flight software and did some actual balloon busting to get my head around the image I wanted.  Saved some footage from inside the game to get the right angle on the aircraft.  Once I put the images together realized I had to move the soldier closer to the basket so you could see him.  By this time Bruno had painted his aircraft all black ( ie "The Black Angel") to intimidate the enemy. With pen and ink, struggled a bit with how to draw a black object with textures, the hatching is too busy on the wing.  Likely I will make the hatching more transparent in Photoshop so it doesn't dominate the image.

Bruno captures a DH9

In the book the rear gunner raises his hands and surrenders in the middle of a dogfight with Bruno.  Once I found the image of the DH9, I decided the sketch should be of the pilot and rear gunner actually surrendering after they landed.  I found this great image of German soldiers surrendering in World War II.  The expression on the front soldier's face is amazing.  A combination of doubt, caution and perhaps a little bit of defiance.  The two men together were a perfect pairing for the pilot and rear gunner.  Not sure I caught all that in my simple cartoon, but I tried.

(Credit to Tom Dolezal for the stunning images of DH9)

Urlich on a Stick

Warning! This one is grizzly.  In the novel, Urlich attempts to use a newly developed parachute when his aircraft catches on fire.  The parachute fails and he is found impaled on a fence post. I started looking for WW1 crash images and found this sad image of a fallen pilot.  His position draped backwards looked like the right body position for the image in my head.  I started searching wooden fences on Google Images and ran into this falling over fence.  With slight adjustments it was exactly what I was looking for.  The field was so lovely, I started musing about a field full of grazing sheep, unaffected by the man who fell from the sky.  One thing led to another and pretty soon I was searching for images of sheep.

So there you have it.  I have found using collages to build up my images has allowed for a much more creative process that that takes me to places I didn't expect.   

I never expected I would be drawing sheep, but by the time I got done inking, I really liked these two guys.

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Hope you enjoyed the post

Tom

 

Rupp's Skizzenbuch - Half Way There!!

I officially reached the halfway point for my art project "Rupp's Skizzenbuch".  This chapter by chapter serial that is a companion piece to align with Jack Hunter's "The Blue Max" will be published online starting on January 1, 2018.

I can say that with confidence because now I have January thru May "in the can" and much confidence that I will be thru to August before the end of the year.  Here is my calendar showing the publishing dates....I cover the dates with a poppy when they are finished.  

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Here is the table of contents for what is finished so far.  

If you want to take a closer look follow this link to the page itself

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Each chapter will have a title slide that sets the theme and individual pages of the journal that tell the story.  The journal itself is a mix of text, photography and sketches that follow the story of "The Blue Max" from the perspective of Unteroffizier Gerhardt Rupp, a gray haired old campaigner who is just trying to survive the war.  The books story line goes from January 1918 to October 1918.  My intent is to extend that a bit to get to Armistice Day so that the serial will be a fitting way to close out the centennial.

The gallery below are a few sample pages from Chapter 12 so you can get a sense of what the serial will look like.  If you click on the images it will take you to a higher resolution version.

Enjoy!

WWGeezer (aka Tom Emme)

Stachel's First Kill

"Stachel shouldered his way through the crowd.  The excited babble fell off to a murmur as he strode up to the wreck.  His service knife glinted as, with four sweeping motions, he cut away the RE-8's serial number.  Rolling up the piece of fabric and returning the knife to a pocket of his flying coat, he turned to regard the crowd.  Kettering was there.  Wordlessly, Stachel went to him.  He shoved the roll of khaki linen against Kettering's chest, than stalked away to get something to drink."

This key scene from Jack Hunter's novel "The Blue Max", took place in front of the Jasta's main office.  Stachel was frustrated because earlier in the day, his "first kill" had not been witnessed by anyone and could not be considered "official".  When he came upon this RE-8 on patrol and managed to injure the rear gunner and damage its engine, he decide to make a point by escorting the aircraft back to his aerodrome.  He showed his cruel side when, even though defenseless, he chose to shoot it down so that it crashed landed right on Captain Heidemann's doorstep.

One of the challenges in my project "Rupp's Skizzenbuch" is to capture key events in the story but have it believable that my main character Gerhardt Rupp was aware of them.  This one was easy.  Rupp as the Unteroffizier could have been at his desk and almost fallen out of his chair when a plane crashed so close to their offices.  When thinking about this chapter, I started thinking about Stachel shoving the canvas he cut out into Kettering's hand.  It was not much of a leap to consider that Kettering, on returning to the squad office, would have dropped it on Rupp's desk and said, " You might need this for your combat report, looks like Stachel got his first kill."

Wouldn't it be cool if I actually had the canvas with the RE-8's serial number on it?   It would be perfect for the Title Image for this Chapter.  Down the Rabbit Hole again.

I started my research looking at images of RE-8's to see where the serial was located.  It was pretty consistent, on the tail, a letter and three or four numbers.

I didn't want the canvas to be huge, so I opted for the version labelled "A 3930" because it fits between two horizontal supports in the tail section.  It also lines up with the description in the novel of cutting the canvas "in four sweeping motions".  Next I looked for a side view of the RE8 that was close to being to scale so I could determine the size of the tail piece.  I found this image and added a graphic scale.

I zoomed up on the tail and used the graphic scale to get rough dimensions for the canvas I was going to create.  I added some sample serial numbers  and plotted it at a large scale.  I flipped the orientation, because generally on the title pages the journal is on the right side of the desk.  I wanted to make sure the slope of the canvas showed.

At this point the "artifact" was becoming  precious to me.  Like the journal, when you work this hard to simulate an old object, you start believing it is real.  I needed a serial number, but didn't want to just make one up.   Clearly the aircraft in the novel was fictional.  I decided to try and find an actual serial number for a plane that was shot down around the time of Stachel's kill.  I bought Trevor Henshaw's book " The Sky their Battlefield" earlier this year and to be honest it has been sitting on my bookshelf barely opened.  It is a fascinating resource that names and indexes every recorded air fight and casualty for the British, Commonwealth and United States of America from World War I.  The journal entry is March 9th, and I was looking for a shot down RE-8 where both pilot and rear gunner were killed in action.  Sure enough I found one with the serial number B-835.  On March 11th, Lt. JA Convery and Lt. JLP Haynes were both killed in action while an Artillery Registration mission in an RE-8 near the town of Oppy, just north of Cambrai in France, not far from where Stachel's sortie occurred.

With a measurable template and a real serial number, it was time to get to work.  I bought a 24" x 18" canvas, drew up the template.  A visit to Home Depot for some custom mixed house paint got me the background color and the paint for the white letters.  I made some stencils for the letters I needed, spray mounted them onto the canvas and used  a dry sponge to dab on the white color for the letters.  As a final touch I used black wax ( for those chalk paint furniture experts out there) to age and streak the finish.  

It is not exactly a museum quality, but I have to admit, when I pulled out my razor blade to cut out the numbers " in four sweeping motions" it was surreal experience for me.  It felt heavy and limp in my hands.  I crumpled it up a bit to make it look less perfect.  After taking these pictures I hung the canvas on the wall in my office, just the way a pilot would hang his trophy in the officers mess.  

I suppose at worse, it made me pause on a busy spring weekend to think about two young men who lost their lives in the Great War, almost 100 years ago. 

Salute Lt. Convery and Lt. Haynes.

Tom Emme

 

 

"Rupp's Skizzenbuch" Theme Pages

Things are picking up speed on the project.  

After cartooning out the release dates for the journal, I am more confident than ever that I can finish the project on time.  To further inspire me ( Project Manager's need lots of inspiration!).  I put up a bulletin board in my office.  For each chapter I finish I mark it with a poppy.  Still a long way to go, only one poppy on the board.

The prologue is done and I am working on the next four chapters as a group.  These chapters are an introduction to the story of "The Blue Max".   Rupp introduces his story, explains the status of the war, describes the town of Beauvin where the aerodrome is located and talks about the people that are his squadmates at Jasta 77.

Each chapter starts with a theme page that identifies what the chapter is about.  The journal itself will be presented in a flat, almost archival view, so the theme pages are a chance to have some fun, be more immersive and do a bit of story telling.  

A glass of wine from one of the local farms, a crusty cigar and a flickering lamp....you can almost hear the booming artillery shells off in the distance, keeping Rupp up late at night while he sketches in his journal.

Enjoy.

Finishing Strong

I had never attended an estate sale before.  

Sure I've been to garage sales where someone has sifted through their garage and back closets to fill folding tables with old clothes, bikes with flat tires and their obsolete VCR tape collection, but this was different.  A buddy at work, who regularly tracks estate sales, knew about my interests in aviation and pointed out that there was an estate sale this weekend for a retired WWII pilot.   That got my attention and after reviewing a few intriguing pictures online I decided to brave the wind and rain and head to Cameron Park first thing Saturday morning.

I may not have been to an estate sale before, but I was the trustee for my Mother's estate, so I do understand the fire drill the family must have gone through to get to this point.  It's one of those jobs that has to be done; carefully filtering through your parent's belongings, trying to figure out what to do with them and trying to make sure you don't throw something away that has value.  

"Value" is a relative term.  

Sometimes precious things have very little actual value.  Spend a few minutes on EBay and you will get my drift.  A silver comb set from my Grandmother's night stand, a silk ribbon from the Chicago World's Fair, old books with simple childhood sketches scribbled on the back page, all precious in their own way, saved by my Mother, but never put on display.  After a while, I felt like I was running an orphanage, trying to match up the perfect loving couple to adopt some random family artifact before it faced the city dump or the shelves of Goodwill.  If I was lucky I could find someone who cherished it and preserved it, just like Mom did.  In some ways these were artifacts of her life and if I placed them in a good home with someone who recognized their "value", in some ways it would extend her story. When I was succesful it made me feel like I was really doing the job that was entrusted to me as the Trustee.

These thoughts ran through my mind as I drove along under those threatening skies on the winding country roads east of Folsom Lake.  I decided that my approach to this estate sale was to focus on looking for small things that I could preserve that would extend the story of the person's home I was about to visit.

That story started to enfold right away.

Edward B. Fitch

Born in Kalamazoo Michigan in 1918, he was a retired Colonel in the Army Air Force who passed away in his home in Cameron Park in October just a few months ago.  He served in World War II, the Korean War and the Vietnam War.  He flew 55 missions in Europe and 65 missions in Korea. During World War II he flew fighters, medium bombers, utility and cargo airplanes.  As his career continued he went on to fly jet fighters, KC-135 jet tankers, B-47 and B-52 bombers. In 1973 he retired and went to work for Boeing Aircraft Corporation as the Manager of Plans and Programs which included some time in Iran training aircrews for the Iranian Air Force.  In 1976 he retired to his home in Cameron Park to focus on "golfing, model building and restoring a 1955 Thunderbird".

Now I didn't know all this before I made it to the estate sale, but just the Google Maps view of his residence should have given me an inkling that aviation was an important part of the Colonel's life.

I had no idea that there was an airport in Cameron Park.

I was somewhat shocked when I started getting glimpses of an airstrip just off Cameron Park Drive.  This had to be a heck of a place to try and land an aircraft, especially on a windy day.   Small municipal airports are a dwindling resource in our country and this one is of an even rarer variety.  The Cameron Airpark Estates (note the Boeing Street label above) have extra wide streets and hanger sized garage doors to allow residents to actually taxi down their street to the airport.  This deserved further investigation, so I drove down a few of the streets and took a couple pictures.  The road was easily the equivalent of a four lane highway and most homes had hanger sized garage doors. Airplanes were sitting on driveways or inside garages.  I just can't imagine taking your evening walk and waiving at your neighbor as he taxis his Cessna through the neighborhood!

The Colonel's house was not along the airstrip, but maybe a half mile away.  

It snugged right up against the golf course.  The house had a long driveway that wrapped around a beautifully landscaped front yard complete with swimming pool and a tropical cabana.  I'm not sure why, but seeing the cabana and the bamboo made me start thinking about "The Right Stuff" with fighter pilots racing around with their girlfriends in convertibles on the beaches in Florida.  Clearly the Colonel had picked a nice comfortable nest and wedged himself between two of his favorite hobbies, flying and golfing.  Well done Colonel!  

As I entered the house, I was able to enjoy panoramic views of the golf course.  As expected rooms were  jammed with people, hoisting cardboard boxes carefully combing through things and grabbing whatever caught their attention. The decorator items had an international flavor, reflecting the travelling that the Colonel did in his 34 years in the military.  For fans of aviation there was plenty to look at.  Tables were full of dusty models, some still with fishing line attached that must have hung from the ceiling at one time.  Shelves were stacked with framed pictures on the top shelves and crammed with books about military history down below.  His love of aviation clearly spanned all eras because there were books, models and memorabilia from WWI all the way to current era jet fighters.

I picked up four things while I was there.  

The first was collection of ceramic tiles with nose art from various squadrons.  Not a rare item but I thought it would look good on the wall in my office at home.

The second was a metal model of a Spad VII Fighter sitting on a plastic box that was an AM radio.  The model itself came from Japan and was very well made.  I honestly think it got lost among all the plastic models on the table.  I felt lucky to get it.

The third item was something God must have wanted me to have.  

You go outside to get items priced by the Loud Guy with the cowboy hat who does the pricing.  Then he tells you to go inside and talk to the Crazy Cherokee Woman at the cash register inside the kitchen to pay.  She indeed did answer to "Crazy Cherokee Woman" and proceeded to give us historical facts about her tribe.  While you wait in line there were some glass cases and table displays of more precious items.  The line was long so I had some time to look at the items and I had seen this book of rendered images of World War I planes from 1965.  It was lovely, but I had no idea what things cost and decided my metal Spad was enough of a find so I passed it by.  

When I got up to the cash register, a rambling Shabby Guy came up with the book in his hand. 

Shabby Guy, "How much for this book?"

Crazy Cherokee Woman, "Ten Dollars." I gulped and kicked myself.

Shabby Guy, "Really?  I was thinking maybe five dollars."  Oh my god, I thought.

I jumped in.  "I'll buy it for ten dollars."

Shabby Guy.  "Here ya go." And he shoves the book into my hand with a sneer on his face.  

So that is how I bought this book.  Fate is more interesting than any rational strategy.  I guess now I understand how estate sales work.  

The surprise was that inside the book, carefully place between the pages were four prints from the Leach Corporation Heritage of the Air Series.  The Leach Corporation manufactured relay components for the aerospace industry and in 1959 they commissioned the first painting for an ad they placed in the "Aviation Week & Space Technology Magazine".  They received such a favorable response they quickly commissioned another painting, and then another.  By 1966 the series comprised of a total of 45 paintings.  The images were enormously popular with many thousands of paintings distributed worldwide.  The Colonel must have stored them in this book because the page sizes where about the same.

Fate right?

Well I made it home and was feeling quite satisfied at my adventure.  

I did more research, found the obituary and some Air Force historical documents that filled in the edges and started to write this blog.  Married for 59 years, proceeded in death by his loving wife Evelyn. Two daughters and grandchildren and great grandchildren.  Interned at Arlington Cemetery. And then this sentence, "He was a fiercely independent and determined individual".  No question about that considering the 55 missions in Europe and 65 missions in Korea.  I saw the powered scooter in the garage, 98 years old and still living in his own home. Living alone probably eighteen years after his wife passed, in his dream home between the golf course and the airstrip.  It made you wonder what that that time was like.  Maybe it explained all those models.

There was one more artifact that I passed over in the garage.  

It was in a bin full of odds and ends, exacto blades and needle nose plyers.  It caught my attention.  I knew what it was for, but I left it in the bin.  When I returned home and started to write this blog, it kept nagging at me.  That night the winds really howled and I didn't sleep very well.  I woke up early and decided, the hell with it, I am going to go back and get it.  The storm was even worse for this second trip, but no cars in the street in front of the house.  Clearly for the collectors, all the good stuff was gone.  My heart raced a bit as I asked if I could go back in the garage.  I was worried that it would be gone.  I felt some relief when I saw it was still there.  

A simple tool, hand built out of rough lumber  A 2 x 4, with a 2 x 2 held in place by two brass screws and carefully routed so it could hold a magnifying glass.  

This was not fine wood working, but a pragmatic piece of carpentry for a diligent model maker, especially as your eyesight begins to fail.  This tool stuck in my head because it was the one item in the estate that he built himself, with his own hands, not from a model or a kit. 

As I held it I couldn't help but think that during his forty years of retirement, my whole adult life took shape.  I went to college, got married, had two kids, built a career.  As I approach 60 years old, friends and family are retiring around me and I wonder what will it be like.  If I am so blessed to make it there (knock on wood), what is the right way to do it?

I never met Colonel Fitch, but he clearly was a hero in the first half of his life and it sure looks like he did a good job with the second half as well.  He achieved a lot, lived life with a passion and finished strong.  

I am going to hold on to that thought and this simple wooden tool.  It appears both things might come in handy in the future.

 

 

 

 

Making "Dreams" Come True and a New Year's Wish

"I am a piano player, but yet I'm not.  I am a painter, yet I'm not.  I am a novelist, but I'm still working on it."

Jack D. Hunter

Several years ago a few of my more artistic leaning siblings decided to replace the usual exchange of gifts with a themed annual "Christmas Art Challenge".  When my sister set this year's theme as a self-portrait, it took me about 30 seconds to remember the quote above from Jack D. Hunter, author of "The Blue Max".  

I have thought about that quote a lot over the last year as The Blue Max Project developed.  It has gone slowly, but I continue to push my knowledge of World War I history and my skill level at photography, graphic arts and writing.   I decided to put those skills to the test in the art challenge this year and searched for iconic images of writers, artists and World War I fighter pilots.  

These three caught my eye, not only for who they are, but for how the camera caught them in these portrait shots.

Ernest Hemingway sitting out in the middle of an open field on a rugged table typing away on his trusty Underwood.

Salvador Dali, not the usual goof ball funny-face, but laser focus on his painting.

And of course...Eddie Rickenbacker looking cocky and relaxed, sitting in his Spad cockpit.

The next challenge was photographing myself to fit correctly into the picture with minimal editing.  I used all my photography toys accumulated over the last couple years.  Light stands with high wattage florescent bulbs, camera on tripod, remote trigger, wireless SD card and the iPad.  I placed a white backdrop in my office, set up the tripod and lights and took test shots while holding a print of the portrait pictures and ipad in one hand and the remote trigger in the other.  I would take a shot, wait for the picture to stream to the iPad, check it out and adjust my position.  I'm glad my wife didn't come home in the middle of this, I'm sure she would have thought I lost my mind!

This proved to be the easy part.  I needed to be a better character actor to get the right expression on my face.  Needless to say it took a few tries. 

 Hemingway

Hemingway

 Dali

Dali

 Rickenbacker

Rickenbacker

After much review I felt like I got images that hit the mark.  

 Intense......

Intense......

 All about the eyes....

All about the eyes....

 Cocky and confident.....(and perhaps a bit goofy in my case!)

Cocky and confident.....(and perhaps a bit goofy in my case!)

I knew I needed four images and considering the title was "Dreams" I decided to pull the one image I could find of decent resolution from my childhood.  From the looks of it maybe a fifth grade class picture....just had to find a body to attach it to.

 I don't remember ever having an apple on my desk, but close enough.

I don't remember ever having an apple on my desk, but close enough.

One last touch, I added some text on the black background.  Probably sending a little message about dreams, I picked pairs of words that resonated for me as I think of how I spend my time, old/young, now/later, self/others, give/take, past/present and fantasy/reality.

Put it all together and here is what you get.

So my wish for 2017?   Like everyone else, I struggle to find time to do all the things I should do, face challenges at work, be kind and caring towards my family and others, pay the bills, live a healthy lifestyle.

Your dreams might be a little silly....but yet they're not.  You have plenty of time to get to them...yet you might not.  Whatever your passion in life, find time in 2017....to keep working on it!

The Making of "The Blue Max" Squad Photo

I have always been intrigued by this series of pictures of a group of German World War 1 pilots having a party.  I have not been able to find out much about the pictures other than the whole photo album was sold at auction some years ago.

I know for "The Blue Max Project" I want to have a mix of sketches and "faux" photographs to put in Rupp's journal and I was intrigued by the idea of trying to recreate a squad photo of the key characters in the book.  This effort will help with character development and create an aesthetic for what photographs look like in the sketchbook.   I decided to see if I could find enough of the right faces in these three photos to use.   There are so many characters in these photos, it didn't take long to get there.

Oberleutnant Karl-Heinz Kettering

Kettering was adjutant for the squad, and was responsible for introducing Bruno Stachel to the Jasta when he first arrived.  He was a tolerant and patient man who enjoyed making jokes and having a good time.

“the Jasta adjutant, was a  friar-bald, bell shaped man whose principal spare time interest was the collection of erotica…Kettering was a man of few pretensions, and if he had any notable characteristics in his make-up it was his willingness to accept the pretensions of others.”

Leutnant Ziegel - Mechanic

Ziegel was described as Jew with dark eyes and direct attitude.  He loved his aircraft more than the pilots who flew them and he wasn't afraid to show it.  A good friend of Kettering, they had long chats trying to figure out Bruno Stachel.

“He was a Bavarian, and as such he was direct”
“Ziegel opened his watering eyes.  His sobs were loud and dry.  “I’ve done it again.”
“Done what?”
“I’ve lost another of my machines.”

Hauptmann Otto Heidemann

He was a thoughtful and calculating. He had high standards and held his pilots to task.  He considered himself an excellent judge of character, but some felt his insight was flawed... that he couldn't see the forest for the trees. He was somewhat distracted from his role because he left behind Elfi a woman he loved dearly.  He was also the most accomplished and decorated ace in the squad.

“One of the toughest and smartest fixtures you’ll find in the Imperial Air Service, my boy.  I grant you he doesn’t look like much, being the skinny little runt he is, but he’s got an ironbound belly and a head full of real soldier-type brains.”

Leutnant Von Klugermann

This was a tough one.  The nephew of the Graf and Grafin, he was considered an overweight aristocrat and a bit of a stuffed shirt.  He flew with Stachel many times and was the one that witnessed some of his cruelest behavior.  He is the one who started calling him "The Cobra".  I couldn't find a good match for him so I used the image below of a German soldier from WW2.

“The fat aristocrat with the perpetual pout.”

Leutnant Bruno Stachel

Easily my best match, this pilot had that vacant look of a man who is both handsome and hard to read.  Stachel was a severely flawed character who could be both brutally cruel and at the same time racked with insecurity.  He was socially awkward but driven to achieve fame and fortune.  Some feel Jack Hunter based this character on some of the officers he dealt with while gathering up Nazi war criminals towards the end of World War 2.

”wide set gray eyes, his close cropped fair hair”
”In specifics, the young face had been composed and the voice restrained, and the body,  although alert and postured, had hinted an underlying grace and dynamic integration of muscle and nerve.  The whole, though, had presented an interesting double image.  This lad, he felt, carried with him an unspoken- and perhaps even unrecognized – fear.”

Posing the squad.

It took a lot of careful editing to get these five characters to sit together nicely (maybe the digital world is not that different than the real world!).  I had to edit out hands and arms, paste in parts of other tunics and objects to make it work.  Once I was reasonably satisfied I added more detail.  If you look closely I edited the shoulder patches to "77" to match the Jasta number identified in "The Blood Order" (the sequel to "The Blue Max").  I also added the Pour Le Merite and other badges to Heidemann's tunic since he was the Hauptmann of the Jasta and a decorated ace.  I pushed Stachel a little bit away from the other men.  He would have been very uncomfortable with being asked to pose for a picture and probably needed a drink or two in him before he would have even considered it.

I was pleased with the final pose.  The goal here was not to replicate a perfect photo, just to catch the mood of the original photos above.  Trying to keep in mind that this is more of a graphic novel than a historical recreation.

Building the background.

Jasta 77 was located a short walk from the farm town of Beauvin.  The "officer's mess" was located in a three story house in the middle of the village.  The house was previously owned by the factory manager.  Now I needed to build the room inside the house as a backdrop for the photo.

I knew I had to start with the portrait described below.

“Over the mantel, a bewhiskered and fierce looking old man glared out from the heavily framed oils that captured him at least a century before.  Some wag had used crayon to fit him out in flying helmet and goggles”

With that done I gathered the objects I thought I might need to complete the backdrop.  A vintage sofa, the hearth, some appropriate "trophies" to hang on the wall and the hooks to hang them on. It was good fun piecing them all together.

Here is the final composition (Photoshop is a wonderful thing!).

Making the photograph look old.

I had taken a stab at trying to turn some flight sim screen shots into vintage photos in the past. I converted everything to black and white, matched the colors, added grain and blur until it looked about right.  Still didn't look like a real photo.  The breakthrough was a technique described in "How to Cheat in Photoshop Elements" by David Asch & Steve Caplin.  It had been sitting on my shelf for a few years and I picked it up looking for some help on how to create a vintage photo.  The technique they described involved taking aged paper, scanning it and placing it as a layer both above and below the image and setting the blend mode to "hard light".  I can't explain exactly why it works but you get all the texture and the image too.  I had some Epson Photo Paper that I intended to print on, but instead I cut it to the same size as the digital image, crumpled it and folded it in places, than aged it with coffee.  I glued it to a sheet to scan it.  I was sloppy and some of the glue got on my fingers so it made some imperfections on the surface too. In the end those imperfections added a lot, so I will be sure to do it on purpose next time!

And finally......

Once I had it pulled together,  I played around with light levels and saturation until it looked right.  I added a few of the flight sim screen shots too and gave them the same treatment.

 Click above to see a higher resolution version.

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"I am a piano player, but yet I'm not. I am a painter, yet I'm not.  I am a novelist, but I am still working on it." 

This is my favorite Jack Hunter quote.  

For "Rupp's Skizzenbuch" to work it needs to be a mix of journal writing, sketching and photographs.   Regarding the aesthetic of the journal, the photography was one of the last pieces of the puzzle.

Now it's about investing the time and telling the story to see where the story takes me as a writer, an artist, a photographer and as a person.  The first three I am and I am not.  The last one I am still working on.

PS: I have updated the credits to include any images used here....see the "About" section.