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Delhicate Delhi. In time, he became one of England's most prolific landscapists. His epilepsy (the attacks of "the Terrible Demon" were recorded in his diary with little x's) made him restless, drove him and his sketchbook on continuous travels, from "Foggopolis" (his name for London) to the Continent, to the Near East, and finally to making "Delhineations of Delhicate" Delhi. He was constantly seasick, was pelted with sticks & stones by irate Albanians, was bitten by "a centipede of some horror" in Greece, lived "on rugs and ate with gypsies . . . and performed frightful discrepancies for 8 days...
...books of military tactics by flashlight at night, and led Loyalist troops in the daytime. He earned the devotion of the doomed Republic by directing the attack on Madrid's Montana Barracks (which saved the city for a while). Between battles QuintanilLa the artist spread a hip-pocket sketchbook on his knee, crammed it with needle-sharp summations of democracy's clash with Fascism...
Readers of this random biography may not be so sure. In throwing together the uncooked condiments of Raw Material, the 44-year-old author of Laughing Boy, Sparks Fly Upward, and The Enemy Gods has plainly been compounding medicine for his own ego. As in a painter's sketchbook, he has drawn the scenes that have caught his fancy: sailing, rowing, his first expedition to the Arizona Indian country, the wonderful new world of New Orleans, where nobody had ever heard of a La Farge or a Grottie and a girl told him frankly, "I like you. I think...
Rags to Riches. There he persuaded an Italian printer to bring out another book of sketches, Sicily Sketchbook, which sold 5,000 copies to one regiment, earned him $1,800, earned the News $600. He switched from the 45th Division News to Stars & Stripes, with an assignment to cover the war in cartoons. He landed at Salerno. He was wounded near Venafro. He brought out Mud, Mules and Mountains (sale: 300,000 copies, which the Army printed; he made nothing...
When his oldest son, Arthur, was killed in flying combat over England, Tedder took his sketchbook, wandered away for a few days, returned and wordlessly dug himself into his work. The only sign of his deep grief, in days to come, was a sharpening of his cutting humor. He has two other children, a daughter in the W.A.A.F. in England, a younger son still in school...