Wednesday, February 5, 2025

"An Old Aviator's Story!"

 


Long ago in a Southern California pasture amongst the wafting odors of dairy farms was the mixture of oil, hydraulic fluid and aviation fuel emanating above the runway of the Chino Air Museum. It is now known as the Planes Of Fame Air Museum, https://planesoffame.org/ .

I was a member there for many years and for many years when vintage aircraft would take off and fly away from the viewing stands and were lost from view in the heavy smog and fog.
Every first Saturday of the month, the museum would host a speaker and take up into the sky, in one of those museum pieces.
A few days ago, antique collector and admitted hoarder, Phil Bazer, showed me a few WWII aviation shoulder patches he had for years in his possession. All three were from the AVG, of the Flying Tigers days.
Louisiana boy, Claire L. Chennault, was a retired captain from the Army Air Corps who was working in China as an advisor to the Chinese Air Force when the Second Sino-Japanese War broke out in 1937. The Chinese Generalissimo Chiang Kai-Shek quickly hired Chennault to lead the training of Chinese fighter pilots.


The little winged tiger took me back to the Chino Air Museum where a small, white haired man was selling his days, in book form, with the American Volunteer Group circa 1941-42. In his hour long dissertation, two things stood out. One of those was the statement that he was shot down three different times and the fear he had of bailing out each time. Describing the feel of bullets bouncing inside the fuselage as he hid behind the armor plated seat trying to escape, was incredible.
"Flying high enough to bail out was all I could think about. There really was no other alternative," he said. "I was amazed that each time I returned safe and sound, the government gave me another plane to fly!"
The second comment was the best. According to him and documented in his bio, he was the original designer of the shark mouth on one of the P-40B Tomahawk's nose.
"Everyone loved it, but I wasn't interested in painting each and every aircraft of the AVG," he said. Not realizing the symbol would become so iconoclastic, even on aircraft that was not a P-40, he gave the design to other pilots to complete. Whoa!
Somewhere on one of my bookshelves in this studio is my autographed copy of his book... Somewhere!
First cup and then, sketching with the Lacombe Art Guild at Giddy Up!


Copyright 3025/Ben Bensen III

Sunday, January 19, 2025

"A Forgotten And Unfinished Illustration!"

"Fish Head Music"

 Good Monday, Monday Morning, all bodies.


I wonder with all of these cold weather concerns if Giddy Up will be open today!

A couple of days ago, my sister sent me a YouTube video of our friend, Reggie Scanlan, that I had not seen. Reggie is a bass guitarist with the group called The Radiators and has been for quite some time. Then, just two days ago, while scrolling around on FB I found an interview on WLAE-TV with another Radiator member, Dave Malone.

While playing around with their website, which another friend introduced me to, it dawned on me that years and years ago while attempting to imitate a rather famous illustrator's style, that I may still have that piece.

I found it!

I'm not sure why I still have it or why I never tried to complete it. The illustration is 20"x30" and was done some in mixed media, but mostly, it was done in acrylic and entitled "Fish Head Music."

I mustah got a freelance job and never went back to it!

Another warm cup!

Copyright 2025/ Ben Bensen III

Monday, January 13, 2025

Celebrating!

"Ward's Azaleas"

 Well, good Twofer "the aftermath" Tuesday Morning, all bodies.

No joking... I really wanna thank everyone for making my birthday yesterday so special. I attempted to respond to the many birthday greetings on Facebook and elsewhere, though I know missed a few comments.

So cool... The gang hanging the Lacombe Art Guild show kinda surrounded me as I set my painting down to sing Happy Birthday greetings to me... I had no idea. I wished I could've stayed, but I hired our home nurse to help out and really had things to take care of...Mostly stupid things!

When I decided to have a late lunch at my favorite place, "Lagos", word got around that I wanted a celebratory margarita for my birthday. High fives and hugs abounded when I told them it was my 75th year here on earth.

Later, the owner, Anna, who was leaving for the day, came to me and told me my lunch was "On the house!"
"Feliz Cumpleanos!"

A few more chores to do, I finally went to Rouse's to get me a seven layered doberge cake. The baker, not much taller than the actual counter, escorted me over the wondrous selection to pick one.

"No, no, no," she said, not that one. It has pink flowers on it."

"That's for girls!"

"Oh, I said... How about the one with the yellow flowers on top?"

"You don't want the one with the blue flowers?"

"Nah!" Too obvious," I said.

"Okay, sir... it's your 75th!"

Another cup...


Copyright 2025/Ben Bensen III

Happy 75th ...


 

Happy Birthday to me...all bodies!
First cup!


Copyright 2025/ Ben Bensen III