Oh, he laid the eggs in a deadly row
Razed the target from front to rear.
Thunder and fire appeared below
Where jerry scuttled in mortal fear
Bound for hell where they all shall go
And with men like these their time is near.
The Bombardier, the Bombardier.
-from The Bombardier byCaptain William M. Lepley
This story goes on, it has no end
You lose a ship and you lose a friend.
Maybe some day you won't come back
And they'll chalk you up to 'fighters and flak'.
- from There's a Mission Today by S/Sgt. Edward A. Greenlaw of Tacoma, Washington - North 1 Compound
An attempt to tell a tale with little more than a bombardier's station for a prop. This has been a labour of love... or maybe insanity. I usually can't tell which.
For those of you who know me: You already know of me and B-17 Flying Fortresses and flying, so I won't repeat the story. But if you'd like to know more about what I did and why I did it, here's a walkthrough of the process, complete with pictures and interminable ramble: [link]Technical Notes
(for anyone who hasn't read the ramble)
1. If you were to google "B-17 Flying Fortress", you'll see that their interiors are painted green. However, by the time the mid-to-late B-17G models were rolling off the production lines, they'd stopped painting the interiors to save time and money (not to mention the paint would have added weight to the planes), since the lifespan of these bombers sometimes ran to weeks, or even days. [And you can see from photos dating back to WWII that the skins were shiny aluminium.] Because of the nature of the picture, I chose authenticity over popular image.
2. Of course I used references.* The question should not be so much, "Did you refer to photos?" as it should be, "How many reference pictures were in your folder?" To which the answer would be: a damn lot.
* Mind you, with the goddamn time I spent on this, I could probably draw and paint a second bombardier's station from memory...
3. I have tried, to the best of my abilities, to maintain authenticity and period-correctness. However, I am only human and am thus not infallible; if there's anyone watching me who is a serious B-17 enthusiast/modeller and knows their way around these birds, then I apologise in advance for any technical deficiencies, or anachronisms I may have inadvertently committed. There's only so much one can do.