WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Noted in Passing: “NO”in America
byVanderleunonJuly 16, 2021
“His remarkable memory serves Blackstock well as he renders images on paper with paper, markers, and crayons. I commented on how many tiny differences there were in the teeth from one saw blade to the next in his piece The Saws. He replied, in a somewhat frustrated tone, that it took him two visits to Home Depot to memorize them all. He uses no straightedge (“No need,” he says) yet his layout is impeccable. And if asked, he can reproduce the same images exactly, time and again – a skill needed in cartooning or illustration, professions in which Blackstock might have excelled under different circumstances.” —Autistic Savant Gregory Blackstock’s Gorgeous Visual Collections
As often happens here I had a synchronous experience, that being having on my mind a long ago longstanding argument that one version of the Curtiss-Wright P-40 had two .30 guns mounted in the cowl. I swore I had seen a drawing of the plane (pre-internet) and could not reproduce it. The other fellow steadfastly insisted no such thing existed. Finally I found online, in passing, proof in a photograph.
My opponent had been dead quite awhile by then. I was reviewing that situation, mulling a better term, this morning. And so saw the autistic man’s rendering of a P-40B within this hour.
Real World Address for Donations, Mash Notes and Hate Mail
Gerard Van der Leun
1692 MANGROVE AVE
APT 379
Chico, Ca 95926
Green Pants Interior by Klahn
Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
Gerard Van der Leun
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Looked at all his drawings. Amazing! Thank you, Gerard.
Oddly appropriate for Seattle.
I find your young photo poignant. lol.
That’s the only time in my life that I have written that word.
Art without agenda. The rarest of things.
Mooncussers
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mOq7lOS8Kr8
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As often happens here I had a synchronous experience, that being having on my mind a long ago longstanding argument that one version of the Curtiss-Wright P-40 had two .30 guns mounted in the cowl. I swore I had seen a drawing of the plane (pre-internet) and could not reproduce it. The other fellow steadfastly insisted no such thing existed. Finally I found online, in passing, proof in a photograph.
My opponent had been dead quite awhile by then. I was reviewing that situation, mulling a better term, this morning. And so saw the autistic man’s rendering of a P-40B within this hour.