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Post by deuce on Jun 10, 2017 22:09:57 GMT -5
One more pic for Mars Day 2017...  |
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Post by deuce on Jun 17, 2017 7:22:35 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Jun 29, 2017 11:04:36 GMT -5
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Post by ChrisLAdams on Jun 29, 2017 14:53:44 GMT -5
Happy Birthday to Michael Whelan, born June 29, 1950 in Culver City, CA! I have to say that his Barsoom covers may even surpass those of Frazetta. Agreed - and I love Frazetta. Whelan's Mars covers were literally out of this world - vivid, imaginative and masterfully executed. For me his illustrations literally brought Barsoom to life. |
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Post by deuce on Jul 4, 2017 10:58:01 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Jul 5, 2017 11:53:37 GMT -5
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Post by almuric on Jul 5, 2017 11:57:59 GMT -5
I did. There's some good stories and some . . . not so good stories. |
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Post by themirrorthief on Jul 5, 2017 11:58:42 GMT -5
little wonder he wanted to spend the rest of his life on Mars... |
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Post by deuce on Jul 5, 2017 19:45:37 GMT -5
Interesting piece by Daniel Heard:  |
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Post by ChrisLAdams on Jul 6, 2017 10:54:50 GMT -5
little wonder he wanted to spend the rest of his life on Mars... A burnt little piece me and a buddy co-wrote.
John Carter – Silks and Furs
John Carter, Warlord of Barsoom, slipped one out beneath his silks and furs and then wafted it into the face of the most beautiful woman of two worlds, the incomparable Dejah Thoris. Dejah Thoris – Silks and Furs
Dejah stared momentarily astonished at John. Then a wry smile flashed across her features. “I did not know that you were aware of this Barsoomian custom!” Laying a delicate hand upon his pate she suddenly and forcefully shoved his head beneath the silks. It was Carter’s turn for astonishment. He had been in the grips of the great white apes of Barsoom but their great strength was nothing to the crushing force that pinned him beneath the blankets. Suddenly a gurgling eruption resounded in his ears. Like mud erupting from a geyser, a spume of noxious vapor misted across him and the bedding. The air was instantly toxic and moist. Carter thrashed feebly trying to gain egress, but to no avail. He was held as a fly in a web. The world spun about his vision as darkness rushed forward to claim his consciousness. He felt a sudden snap as a taught string was pulled to breaking. .. Cont: Awakening back in the Arizona cave Carter had a realization of why the atmosphere was dying on mars. |
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Post by deuce on Jul 9, 2017 20:11:12 GMT -5
Frazetta sketch for APoM...  |
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Post by deuce on Jul 10, 2017 9:02:28 GMT -5
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Post by deuce on Jul 14, 2017 23:36:07 GMT -5
As we know from a journal entry, ERB began writing The Gods of Mars on July 14th, 1912 -- 105 years ago today. In my opinion, it is the greatest of the Barsoom novels and easily one of the best sword & planet/planetary romance novels ever written. After creating a whole SF genre with his very first novel, A Princess of Mars, Ed found sure footing with "Gods" and settled into his vision of Barsoom -- a vision he would follow for decades after. Mostly ignored from the first novel were things like a rifle that could hit targets on the horizon -- an invention which curtailed close-in combat and created problems with plotting. More-or-less blanket telepathy/mind-reading was also quietly shelved. With "Gods", Burroughs showed us Barsoom crystallized and perfected.    |
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Post by Char-Vell on Jul 15, 2017 7:03:44 GMT -5
Thanks Jason. I enjoyed hearing your perspective. Wonder if anyone has written any Gor Hajus fanfic? Someone should write a Pew Mogul fanfic! |
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Post by deuce on Jul 20, 2017 8:21:59 GMT -5
Barsoom fan Norman Ray pointed this out:
'One funny bit of trivia regarding Barsoom warfare I noticed in A Fighting Man of Mars: Tavia says that "I cut off my long hair and painted my face that I might look more like a man". That might have been just a Jahar custom (as in Manator where people's whole bodies are painted in Chessmen of Mars), except that Tan Hadron says later on "the warriors were women dressed in the harness of men, their hair cut and their faces painted, after the fashion of the fighting men of Barsoom."
This tiny sentence seems to imply that fighting men on Barsoom use paint regularly on their faces, which makes sense. After all, all fighting men are basically dressed the same, leather harness and weaponry, with only metal insignas noting their rank and nation to differenciate one from another. The use of war paint in warfare would help recognize friends from foes in the middle of a battle, more effectively than trying to decypher insignas on a whim.
But as far as I know, it's the only mention of war paint in the entire saga!'
The quote "faces painted, after the fashion of the fighting men of Barsoom" certainly seems to point to a global custom on Mars
At the same time, one would think that might've been mentioned by ERB long before. It would certainly give artists an interesting option. There's nothing "unmanly" about war-paint, it's simply a custom that's been long out of favor in the West. What say you?
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