kjer stands for "Kansas Jeremy." Yahoo screwed up things and added the rest. My good grrrl's name is "Julie Jane Russell Because She Ain't No Jack" but we just call her Julie and a host of nicknames (Mz. Demeanor, Land Shark, God Damn it!, etc.) BIO Born in North Dakota, learned to talk in Texas, early elementary years in southern Michigan near Lake Huron, brief time in Miami Beach (during WWII), back to Michigan. Parents divorced and we moved back to northcentral Kansas, which became my adopted home (although folks were 4th or 5th generation Kansans). At 18, joined USAF and served a year in Korea (after the cease-fire) and two in southern Japan; however, the only foreign country I served in was pre-Civil Rights movement Gulf Coast Mississippi! :) My Air Force job was control tower operator, then later worked in headquarters administration. Returned to Kansas, got married to wife number 1 and got a college degree (or two plus) and taught public school (8th Grade English) for 4 years. Adopted two mixed-race children (girl and boy). Spent a year ill and unemployed then began working for 25 years with mentally and multiply challenged folks in State institutions. Divorced after 25 years (amicably), endured 4 years of bachelorhood, then married wife Number 2. (Both fine women, by the way.) Retired for five years then got a part-time college instructor position, teaching Freshmen how to write at the college level for another five years, then retired a second time. Still with wife No. 2.
My first identity was as an artist. Later, also became a writer. Wrote about about nine multi-volumed science-fantasy novel manuscripts. Was given very encouraging rejections by editiors, but just never seemed to be what met their publishing needs. Gave up art (pastel pencils and fine-line ink drawings, mostly) for about 10 years due to operations on wrists that messed up coordination in fingers and created involuntary releases of my grasp. (It's very discouraging to spent 40 hours on a fine-line ink drawing only to drop the pen on it in the last hour or two.) Finally decided that avenue of expression was no longer viable for me and concentrated by creative efforts into writing. Then, about four years ago, I discovered the worlds of Bryce, Poser, and Vue and have been able to go back to my first love; art.
My association with Renderosity has been wonderful. In my gallery I get to combine both my creative loves: writing and art. I appreciate very much the responses and comments of viewers and thank those special few who keep comming back to my gallery. Interests in no particular order: 3D Graphic arts, writing (poetry and novels), photography, science-fiction and fantasy, science in general, astronomy (especially Mars and extra solar planets), ecology.
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Comments (5)
Django
Cool actionshot .. i would have put some blur om the closest machines .. maybe some streaks on the propellertextures.. but still... great work
colas
Superb artwork! Excellent alike always V!!!
sackrat
Nicely done.
lookoo
Yep. First come the pathfinders who will drop markers above the city center. Then comes the first massive wave that will drop their bombs on the city. Next comes the second wave with their phosphor incendiary bombs that incinerate the city turned to debris and will create an unimaginable firestorm. The third wave will drop explosive bombs into the firestorm to make sure that the firefighter crews are killed and as many fleeing civilliansas possible who are not ripped apart, burned or suffocated yet. So I presume it's going to be an even harder night for the 1.6 million civillians caught in the firestorm. Especially those 40,000 civillians who are going to be killed in these raids of the summer of '43. The firestorm will cause the bells of the venerable churches to toll by themselves like announcing the end of the world. My grandma and mother were harrassed by Nazi officials for having too much Jewish blood. This is what Bomber Command did to liberate them. They narrowly survived, huddled in wet blankets, their hairs, and eyelashes burning. By daylight smouldering books would rain from the sky in the far away city of Luebeck, carried for dozens of miles through the air by the firestorm. Then the USAAF would taker over. My mom saw her first liberator into the face when he was strafing survivors at a Red Cross service site. He was flying so deep that she could see his face. Aunt Ruth couldn't see him. She had been blinded by the British phosphor the night before. I admire the men who won the Battle of Britain; I also admire the sacrifice of US bomber units who lost one third on every raid on key war industry installations on relatively accurate day raids. I can't help to qualify the indiscriminate mass murder of innocent civillians through the total destruction of entire cities other than heinous war crimes.
kjer_99
Actually, I am very glad that you posted this. I am very much aware of the cost of war to civilians on the ground. Contrary to what you may suppose, I am not a glorifier of war. It is the most perverse action that any nation or group can undertake. One of the things that concerns me is that most young people (of all nations) just have no idea how horrific a global war is. But I am fascinated by the heroism of men and women of all nations who have experienced courage under fire. Thank you for sharing the experiences of your family and for providing a proper perspective on what the ultimate result of these missions all too often was. I would like to do a picture that dipicts what you have described but lack the ability to do so in a way that would not seem trivial.