#WW1
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weirdlookindog · 3 days ago
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Norman Lindsay (1879–1969) - The Coming of War. 1915
illustration from Leon Gellert's ‘Songs of a Campaign’, 1917
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les-reprouves · 2 days ago
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"Les héros de la Marne"
Georges Bertin Scott. 1915
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herprivateswe · 2 days ago
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Image: IWM (Q 69964) A French soldier on the lookout in a ruined building on the Aisne Front.
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climate-changing · 23 hours ago
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Awesome.
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The camouflage used on World War I warships, known as dazzle camouflage, often featured zebra-like patterns with bold geometric shapes and contrasting colors. This design was not meant to hide the ship but to confuse enemy observers. The goal was to make it difficult to estimate the ship’s speed, direction, and distance, especially when viewed through rangefinders or periscopes.
It disrupted the perception of the ship’s outline and trajectory, making it harder for enemies to target accurately.
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countryboys45-70 · 1 day ago
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hickeygender · 8 months ago
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after literal years i finally got around to downloading a pdf of the wipers times, an unsancitioned satitical british trench magazine circulated among the troops in france from 1916-1918 after the fortuitous discovery of a printing press. i have approximately five million other things i need to read so idk when i'll be able to devote much time to it, and i gotta pick up a proper copy bc it's missing at least salient no 4 vol 2. that said? i'm genuinely laughing at what i've skimmed so far
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scrapironflotilla · 1 year ago
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A damaged wayside crucifix near Bellenglise being used to hold telephone wires, 9 October 1918.
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hacked-wtsdz · 1 year ago
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Every time I read or watch Lord of the Rings I can’t help but think about how Tolkien had survived one of the bloodiest, most cruel, most dirtiest and darkest wars in human history, came back and wrote this:
“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
And this:
"'I wish it need not have happened in my time,' said Frodo.
'So do I,' said Gandalf, 'and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us.'"
And this:
"I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend."
And this:
“Many that live deserve death and some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be so eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the wise cannot see all ends."
And this:
“True courage is about knowing not when to take a life, but when to spare one.”
And clearly they were all written partly because he survived the war, because of what he’d seen and done and learned. But at the same time the unwillingness to lose faith, the courage and strength that this man had to believe in these things after going through hell! It makes the nihilists look so cheap, so uninteresting! People who’ve went through concentration camps and wars believe in humanity anyway, isn’t that proof that hope and love exist? And many, many, many of them did not return or returned broken and cruel and traumatised to the point when no faith in others was possible for them, and nobody can blame them. But there were many who refused to lose faith and hope. They have seen some of the worst that life has to offer and came back believing that we shouldn’t be eager to deal out death in judgement and should love only that which the sword defends.
No matter how many people say that humanity is horrible and undeserving of love, and life is dark and worthless, and love doesn’t exist I remember this and have hope anyway. Because there were people who have actually had all reason to believe in the worst and still believed in the good, so the good must be real. The good is real, even despite the evil, and we must trust in it.
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cirr0stratus · 6 months ago
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Siegfried Sassoon, counter attack
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driftsart · 5 months ago
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I had this very old Soundwave doodle of him as a World War One British tank, I still think it's a really cool idea lol
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thespookydookie · 29 days ago
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happy holidays once again guys, have the obligatory xmas truce card
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weirdlookindog · 1 month ago
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Louis Raemaekers (1869–1956) - The Troubadour, c. 1916-17
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lesoldatmort · 7 months ago
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| Tainted Soil |
Yearly piece for the series "Poppies of the Great War"
This time inspired by the effect of war on the working class and the soil itself.
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charlesoberonn · 1 year ago
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The Grim Reaper doesn't come for the dead. That's a myth. He doesn't wear a robe either. Nor does he carry a scythe.
The Grim Reaper comes for the living. He wears the uniform of a private, ill fitting on a young man who's barely past boyhood.
The Grim Reaper comes for mothers. And when he comes every mother on the street steps outside to watch him go, dreading that it's her door where he's gonna stop.
The Grim Reaper is trembling and shy. It never gets easier. All those eyes on him.
The Grim Reaper doesn't carry a scythe. He carries a mailbag. And in it are a hundred letters. Each stamped with the Royal Army Seal.
The mother cries. She refuses the letter. But the Grim Reaper will not be denied. He is not the instrument of death. Only its herald.
The Grim Reaper has no time to stay. There're so many letters yet to deliver today.
The year is 1915, and the Grim Reaper knows that tomorrow will be a busy day as well.
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herprivateswe · 2 days ago
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Image: IWM (Q 66256) Born in Algeria, 8 May 1888, an all round sportsman, he was twice chosen to captain the French International Rugby team. He transferred to L'Aviation Militaire (French Air Force) in July 1916, when the armoured car section with which he had been serving, was disbanded. In February 1917, he joined 77th Escadrille as a Corporal Pilot. At the end of August 1917, he was commissioned as a Sous-Lieutenant. On the morning of 16 September 1918 Maurice Boyau was shot down in flames by seven enemy aircraft, after destroying a balloon. He had accounted for 35 enemy aircraft, including 20 enemy kite balloons destroyed.
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