Saturday, February 28, 2009
heliconia
Friday, February 27, 2009
ROOM WITH A VIEW: YOKOHAMA 1962
This is a room with a view. It is an industrial view.
As i go back into time, through some intense channeling, i can see the details of where this structure once stood. There is a blank fuzzy and very electrical feeling; my pulse races.
Suddenly it is 1963 and there is a vacuum so intense I break into a cold sweat. I was that close to returning and held back. Let me say this: The spot no longer exists today, no longer visible. It is inside of a quiet commercial lounge with views of what has happened during the last four decades. There are two figures that appear like surreal images, somewhat ghostlike, in a corner. They are smiling and sipping wine. There is an aura around them...
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JAPAN 1961
NOT THE TYPICAL PICTURE SHOW AMERICANS LIKED...
WHEN I WAS GROWING UP...the movies were a big event for us kids; Saturday movies were cheap.
There wasn't really an "economy" back in 1949--you either had a dime or you didn't. For ten cents, I could escape the terrors of my Uncle's turkey pen for an afternoon at the Byam Theater in Fairmont. The movies were a thrill. I liked the cartoons, but it was the movie that I liked. My favorite movie at the time was Sands of Iwo Jima starring John Wayne. Remember, the second world war had ended in 1945 and the barrels were still hot in the late 40s and early 50s.
Forever a patriot afterwards, us guys wanted war movies, the more the better. If the main flick was something like the Three Stooges, we were upset. No, it was not that I had no sense of humor. Felix was great; Mickey Mouse was okay. Porky was right good, but the essence of Saturdays was the featured movie.
Let me see one more good war movie with my buddies on a Saturday afternoon with the aroma of hot, salty popcorn so thick we could touch it with our tongues. We liked the Western shoot 'em ups too; let me ride with the Cisco Kid and find the bad asses he always found. Who else do I want to see again? Hopalong was okay. He was a bit too finished for me. Okay, there were lots of gangster movies with everyone using Tommy guns. Us guys liked that kind of action. But it was the war movies, yes, the war movies with bodies scattered everywhere.
We were eager to get home to the woods behind our neighborhood so we could play war. We were sorry that all the wars were over. "Shoot, we won't get to kill any enemies now that our dads and uncles have killed them all," whined my best buddy, Tim Duggins. We had no idea what war was about or how often they came around. It was not that we had not received some grade school lessons about wars. We knew all about the Redcoats. We studied the Civil War. We were surprised that America had began as a nation still favoring slavery, but since none of us were Black, we thought about how terrible it must have been and that was it. There wasn't a lot taught about minorities in the 50s; we had no idea what minorities were. Education had not yet become progressive or totally honest.
We knew about the Germans and how mustard gas was sprayed in our grandfather's faces. We tried that one time with a jar of mustard and got in big trouble. Well, it was a bad idea; we knew nothing detailed about the First World War. We were yet to hear about how an Arch Duke named Ferdinand being killed was the reason the first world war began; it was a "shot heard around the world."Nobody told us the real truth: that World War One began, in actuality, because of nasty and cruel religious reasons, the number one reason most wars begin. We would find that out later, just as we are still learning about religion and war. We would learn much about good and evil and it was not all from Bible lessons.
We didn't care for the uniforms our guys wore in the First World War. The helmets were weird, odd, not at all cool like the U.S.Marine helmets in the Second World War. We laughed when we saw those leggings laced up. But that wasn't near as funny as the French helmets. That helmet was a real classic. Millions of French soldiers were killed in World War One, another reason only a few were left for the second world war. Note how few of those archaic iron helmet are seen on the military channel's newsreel creations.
Now I have strayed a long way from John Wayne. Let's see, I did not care for slapstick comedy, love stories or musicals. Musicals got better after I turned thirteen. I remember Shirley Jones in Oklahoma. Jane Russell was sexy and sexy was a word that was naughty at that time. "Damn" and "hell" were bad words too. It was okay, however, if they were spoken by John Wayne.
Stationed in Japan at nineteen until I turned 22, talk about some easy duty. I didn't know how good I had it for awhile. Compared to what our troops in combat theaters of the Pacific Theater had to endure and compared to the Nazi stench that drifted throughout Europe, the service personnel in Japan had it good in the sixties.
Where in the hell am I going to find any good movies in Japan? There was the base flick. Fairly good movies, but I can't recall any that I saw. There were other entertainments that drew my attention.
Today, I look at the quaint cutout couple outside a Japanese Movie House in 1961 and chuckle. I was worried about the movies? I thought our dads and uncles had won all the wars. Youth is so naive. At least this youth was naive for many years. There was a storm brewing. We could feel its vibrations from within the hangar of our squadron. There was war and rumors of war. Security was gradually tightened. Naval Intelligence was beefed up.
It was not until years later that I discovered what was happening throughout the military in the Vietnam War. One thing leads to another. Things always lead back to places we have been and seen. And there finally comes a time, like now, when one asks what it all meant anyway? Evil still exists. Wars are still being won and lost. And cardboard cutouts and posters are still higly collectible items. We live in interesting times; we have lived in interesting times. May our children's children be able to enjoy an America that was as joyful as the one I grew up in during the 1950s. It was, no matter where one lived, a time of innocense and naivity. It was a time we remember as "good old days" just like they say in the picture shows.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Fields of Gold
Reflections of the sun hitting the plane
Video of Crosswind landings at LAX: www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ff4Owum7W6I
A few more crosswind videos and landings at Kai Tak (now closed) in Hong Kong (my favorite airport)
www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmDdQz6QlFs
www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKqO6gdJIz8
At the moment the rear wheels touch down, the pilot puts a touch of "rudder" to line up with the runway.
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Wednesday, February 25, 2009
longboat
A LONGBOAT
Traditional longboat, typical of the area around Lake Siljan in Sweden. People used these boats to travel to church over the lake.
JAPAN 1963
I had just purchased my new Petri 35 MM and began shooting photos of everything around. How fortunate to have captured what I consider is one of the best photos I shot during the time I spent in Japan in the early 1960s.
Color film was sky high back then and the way to get around it was through slides. Somewhere, in a box or large metal container there is an entire collection of slides I have yet to find. Honestly, after nearly fifty years, there are still a few items I have yet to unpack. Some of the items are tiny memoirs, others are programs from exhibits attended.
Somewhere among my old keep sakes are programs of events attended. There is a Chagall Exhibit program; it was a great exhibit and one I enjoyed with a young lady who loved art as much as I did. Sometime, perhaps, I will take time to find some of those other old items. Perhaps not.
Some items, like people, remain as young as they were when they were last seen, one of the truths about romance that defies the passage of time and keeps memories as young as springtime.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Allegan, Michigan - Regent Theatre Marquee
CAPTURING IT HEAD ON LIKE THIS WOULD BE HARD FOR MOST PEOPLE. SOMEBODY WOULD DEFINITELY HAVE TO HOLD THE LADDER FOR ME. IF I LET MY MIND WANDER, I CAN IMAGINE SEEING THE OLD MOVIES THAT PLAYED HERE, STARTING WITH THE "THREE STOOGES" AND "MIRACLE ON 43RD STREET. THERE WAS, I AM SURE, JOHN WAYNE'S "SANDS OF IWO JIMA" AND MORE THAN A FEW OF THOSE FAMOUS HOLLYWOOD MUSICALS THEY STOPPED MAKING ALMOST FIFTY YEARS AGO LIKE"PICNIC", "SEVEN BRIDES FOR SEVEN BROTHERS" AND "THE KING AND I" AND OF COURSE, THE DISNEY CINDERELLA AND FANTASIA SPECIALS. THERE WAS "SHANE", A REALLY GOOD WESTERN,"NORTHWEST PASSAGE," A GREAT TRAIN MOVIE. THERE WAS "BELL, BOOK AND CANDLE" WITH THE SULTRY BLONDE, KIM NOVAK , THE WAR ROMANCE MOVIE "FROM HERE TO ETERNITY WITH DEBORAH KERR AND ROBERT MITCHUM? AND THERE WERE THE REAL CLASSICS LIKE "CASA BLANCA" AND A FEW WITH GLORIA SWANSON AND LOREET YOUNG, THE SIRENS OF THE SILVER SCREEN IN THE LATE 20S AND EARLY 30S, BEFORE MY TIME.
YOUR PICTURE SHOW PICTURE WITH ITS RETRO IMAGES CHALLENGED MY MIND TO RECALL A LOT OF FAVORITE OLD MOVIES. THE LIGHTS ON THE MARQUEE REMINDED ME OF MANY FRIDAY NIGHT DATES DURING THE LATE 50S. IT IS A MOST UPLIFTING PHOTOGRAPH. BY ROBERT L. HUFFSTUTTER
Monday, February 23, 2009
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Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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Thursday, February 19, 2009
Blue Mosque / Mesquita Azul
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Crosley auto, Nashville, Tennessee
This car was great for taking shortcuts through alleys.
As a high school kid, I figured out that most streets in Nashville had a 30 mph speed limit, but nobody enforced speed limits in alleys. In fact, I don't think I ever saw a speed limit posted in an alley, so I used them for shortcuts. It took about 15 minutes for me to drive from Belmont Blvd to West End Avenue on the streets, but using alleys, I could reduce the distance by about a mile, avoid red lights, and get there in about ten minutes. Having a small car helped me dodge the trash cans.