Sailing to Imagination: The Solar Sail, as Depicted in Amazing Stories (August, 1962) and Analog Science Fact – Science Fiction (April, 1964)

As “no man is an island” – to use a hackneyed but entirely true aphorism – neither is any field of knowledge.  The arenas of the arts, humanities, and sciences, disparate as they may be, have long intersected with and influenced one another in ways ranging from the intellectual, to the cultural, to the artistic.  And, beyond.  Certainly this has long been so in illustrations associated with science fiction, in venues ranging from books, to pulp magazines, to cinema, to the virtual world.  By nature and intent, all of these present visions of worlds past, present, and future – and often “parallel” – based on the science and technology rooted in the real (or, ostensibly “real”!) world.

Two interesting examples of this appeared in the early 1960s, as cover illustrations for the August, 1962 issue of Amazing Stories, and, the April 1964, issue of Analog Science Fact -> Science Fiction.  Though utterly different in artistic style, both compositions pertain to stories based upon the solar sail, a method of spacecraft propulsion by means of the radiation pressure of sunlight.

The Amazing Stories cover is by the very well-known artist Alex Schomburg, whose actual name (as I discovered when writing this post!) was either Alexander A. Schomburg, or, Alejandro Schomburg y Rosa.  His painting presents Jack Vance’s story – well, the title is prominently displayed on the cover! – “Gateway to Strangeness”.

“The ship, its great sail spread to the fading sunlight, fled through space like a ghost – out, always out.  There were still a billion miles to travel … a billion miles before they’d know whether they would ever come back.”

The Analog cover is by Harvey Woolhiser (actual name James Harvey Woolhiser) for “Sunjammer”, by Winston P. Sanders.  As far as I’ve been able to determine, this was the only cover illustration Woolhiser created for Analog, let alone Astounding.  Unsurprising: his forte seems not to have been science fiction, albeit he did create a straightforward cover, in muted tones of blue and green, for the November, 1948 issue of Science illustrated, appropriately for the article “Space Travel – Now or Never?”

But, what about “Sanders”?  Who was he?  (Hmmm…  Certainly not Bernie Sanders…  Definitely not Colonel Sanders…)  At first, I thought he may have been a “one-shot” or at best an infrequent author.  Then, a little searching quickly revealed that “Sanders” was actually one of the pen-names of the wonderfully talented Poul Anderson, under which were published these other stories, primarily in Analog.

Pact (1959)
Wherever You Are (1959)
Barnacle Bull (1960)
The Barrier Moment (1960)
The Word to Space (1960)
Industrial Revolution (1963)
What’ll You Give? (1963)
Say It With Flowers (1965)
Elementary Mistake (1967)

As you can see, not only are the covers different in design, style, and color palette, they’re slightly different in proportion as well: For Amazing Stories, Schomburg’s fits the magazine’s standard digest-size format nicely, while Woolhiser’s conforms to the larger, slick-upscale-coffee-table-ish (Manhattan-advertising-agency?  Southern-California aeronautical-engineering-firm?  Academic-think-tank?  Suburban-office-lounge?  University-dorm-room?) format in which Analog was published by Conde-Nast from March of 1963 through March of 1965.

Though both covers depict spacecraft and astronauts – the latter diminutive by virtue of their juxtaposition with spacecraft – I think Schomburg’s image “works” far better, precisely because there’s no central element to the composition: the very center of the scene is “empty” space:  Your eye and mind have to “work”, moving from the moon to the earth to the star-mottled indigo blackness of space to the multi-colored sail, its supporting framework, and attached habitation pod.  All the colors in the scene balance very nicely against the yellow and black “Amazing” logo at the upper left. 

It’s interesting, really. 

Though by the 50s and 60s and doubtless much earlier Amazing Stories lacked the gravitas and literary influence of the “big three” – Analog, Galaxy Science Fiction, and The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction – the magazine’s art and illustrations, both cover and interior, sometimes stood – it seems to me – on a visual footing equal to and on occasion much better than those appearing in those publications.  Then again, compared to The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction that wasn’t too difficult, at least in terms of interior illustrations, for those appeared in that publication in only few issues from the late 1950s, most notably for Ray Bradbury’s “Fondly Fahrenheit”.

So, anyway:  An Analog-ous cover…  (Please pardon predictable pun!)

…and, moving in for a closer view:

“The difference between ‘nothing’ and ‘practically nothing’ can turn out to be the most exceedingly practical, because anything whatever is an intolerable contaminant in nothing.  And if that sounds like nonsense – read on and find out!”

While these two covers depicted science-introducing-fiction during the early 1960s, today, nearly five decades later, they serve – indirectly, symbolically, and effectively – as fiction-introducing-science:  Both can be found at the June, 2019 post LightSail 2 Inspires Thoughts on Fictional Sails, at Paul Gilster’s Centauri Dreams website.

Devoted to the presentation of peer-reviewed academic research on the exploration of deep space, Centauri Dreams, which began in August of 2004, encompasses subjects such as the technology of interstellar propulsion and long-duration space travel; the exploration for and identification of extrasolar planets; investigation of the origin, evolution, and nature of other planetary systems; the search for extraterrestrial life (not necessarily alien civilizations a la the works of Arthur C. Clarke or Carl Sagan (whose writings have distinctly theological overtones, with technology and alien intelligence providing a form of secular salvation) but simply plain ole’ “life”, per se, in any form); lengthy philosophical speculation about cosmology, and, well, far more.  The majority of the posts are invaluable in presenting summaries of and excerpts from the latest academic journal papers in the fields of astrophysics, astrobiology, and space research, sometimes with an accompanying illustration or two from the original article, and virtually always with links to the original article in either abstract or open-access form. 

Fundamentally, what makes the site so worthwhile is that the sense of curiosity, wonder, and speculation inherent to its ethos and mission is undergirded by an appreciation of and respect for solid science. 

Well, why not let the website speak for itself?  Thus:

“In Centauri Dreams, Paul Gilster looks at peer-reviewed research on deep space exploration, with an eye toward interstellar possibilities.  For the last twelve years, this site coordinated its efforts with the Tau Zero Foundation.  It now serves as an independent forum for deep space news and ideas.”  Refreshingly (whew!)“…Centauri Dreams is not about the existence of UFOs, nor about alien abductions, ‘ancient astronauts,’ electric universe cosmology or other New Age talking points.  It is a review of peer-reviewed research.”

However, that disclaimer is a nice (and slightly ironic!) segue to a significant aspect of Centauri Dreams: Though by no means the central focus of the site, its innumerable posts include a sizeable number (as of mid-2020, I count over twenty) directly pertaining to science fiction.  These comprise discussions about landmark, significant, or just plain ‘ole interesting films (the posts about “Dark Star”, “Forbidden Planet”, and Howard Hawks’ “The Thing” are great), the history of science fiction (“Astounding in the Glory Years”, and Poul Anderson’s “We Have Fed Our Sea” / “The Enemy Stars”), literature (note the two 2006 posts on Astounding) and the mutual influence of space exploration and science fiction on one another.  In a larger sense, many posts at Centauri Dreams are enhanced by science-fiction cover art from books and magazines, which serve as reference points for the topic at hand.

The site’s science-fiction themed posts are below…   

2 0 2 0

January 3
Some Thoughts on Science Fiction Visuals

April 3
The Interstellar Ramjet at 60

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2 0 1 9

June 10
LightSail 2 Inspires Thoughts on Fictional Sails

May 3
“An Intellectual Carrot – The Mind Boggles!” Dissecting The Thing from Another World

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2 0 1 8

April 18
Civilization Before Homo Sapiens?

April 2
2001: A Space Odyssey – 50 Years Later

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2 0 1 7

November 19
‘Dark Star’ and Staring into the Cosmic Abyss

September 11
Creating Our Own Final Frontier: Forbidden Planet

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2 0 1 6

September 9
Star Trek Plus Fifty

February 5
The Distant Thing Imagined

January 25
Proxima Centauri & the Imagination

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2 0 1 5

February 9
We Have Fed Our Sea

January 23
Who Will Read the Encyclopedia Galactica?

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2 0 1 3

March 8
Stranger Than Fiction

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2 0 1 2

March 9
Science Fiction and the Probe

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2 0 1 1

November 18
Science Fiction and the Interstellar Idea

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2 0 0 9

August 28
Science Fiction and Interstellar Thinking

January 26
A Science Fictional Take on Being There

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2 0 0 8

November 15
Science Fiction: Future Past

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2 0 0 7

March 10
Whither the Science Fiction Magazines?

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2 0 0 6

September 4
Astounding in the Glory Years

April 15
A Key Paper from an Astounding Source

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2 0 0 5

August 30
On the Evolution of Science Fiction

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References

Centauri Dreams – Imaging and Planning Interstellar Exploration, at Centauri-Dreams.org

Alex Schomburg (Alexander A. Schomburg / Alejandro Schomburg y Rosa), at Wikipedia

James Harvey Woolhiser, obituary at Legacy.com

Poul Anderson, bibliography at Internet Speculative Fiction Database

Tau Zero Foundation – Pioneering Interstellar Flight, at tauzero.aero

“No man is an island,” at phrases.org

Franz Kafka – The Complete Stories – 1983 [Anthony Russo] and 1971 (1946) [Klaus Gemming]

There are many ways to “illustrate” a story, without literally illustrating the story. 

For example, you can depict characters, events, and settings, either literally or symbolically.  You can portray physical objects or places; moods and expressions, or, reactions and emotions.  

Another way to present an image of a story is by displaying the very text of the story.  A nice example of this appeared as the cover of Shocken Books’ 1971 edition of Franz Kafka – The Complete Stories, which was originally published in 1946.  The 1971 edition of the book shows a page of the handwritten text of one of Kafka’s stories, though (!) I don’t know the particular story – or perhaps novel – to which the text pertains, and neither the cover flaps nor title page reveal this information.  But, for a book cover of a collection of a writer’s writings, Klaus Gemmings’ cover “works”.

As stated on the cover flap, “FOR THE FIRST TIME, all the stories of Franz Kafka – one of the great writers of the twentieth century – are collected here in one comprehensive volume.  With the exception of the three novels, the whole of his narrative work is included.  The remarkable depth and breadth of his shorter fiction, the full scope of his brilliant and probing imagination become even more evident when the stories are seen as a whole. 

The collection offers an astonishing range of insights into the writer’s world: his war of observing and describing reality, the dreamlike events, his symbolism and irony, and his concern with the human condition.  The simplicity, precision, and clarity of Kafka’s style are deceptive, and the attentive reader will be aware of the existential abyss opening beneath the seemingly spare surface of a tale.

An irresistible inner force drove Kafka to write: “The tremendous world  have in my head.  But how free myself and free it without being torn to pieces.  And a thousand times rather be torn to pieces than retain it in me or bury it!”  For him, writing was both an agonizing and a liberating process: “God does not want me to write, but I – I must write!”  Kafka’s work was born from this tragic tension.”

The book’s 1983 softcover edition (with a foreword by John Updike) takes a different approach:  Like other compilations of Kafka’s works published by Shocken in the 1980s, the cover displays a small, square-format, untitled, symbolic illustration by Anthony Russo.  Perhaps the interpretation of the image is meant to be enigmatic; perhaps left to the reader.  If so (I think so), I think the composition of an anonymous man staring through a window – or door? – yes, a door – with two open doors behind him, represents “Before The Law”, the full text of which is given below…

Before The Law

Before the Law stands a doorkeeper.
To this doorkeeper there comes a man from the country and prays for admittance to the Law. 
But the doorkeeper says that he cannot grant admittance at the moment.
The man thinks it over and then asks if he will be allowed in later. 
“It is possible,” says the doorkeeper, “but not at the moment.” 

Since the gate stands open, as usual, and the doorkeeper steps to one side,
the man stoops to peer through the gateway into the interior. 
Observing that, the doorkeeper laughs and says:
“If you are so drawn to it, just try to go in despite of my veto. 
But take note: I am powerful.
And I am only the least of the doorkeepers. 
From hall to hall there is one doorkeeper after another, each more powerful than the last. 
The third doorkeeper is already so terrible that even I cannot bear to look at him.” 

These are difficulties the man from the country has not expected;
the Law, he thinks, should surely be accessible at all times and to everyone,
but as he now takes a closer look at the doorkeeper in the far corner,
with his big sharp nose and long, thin, black Tartar beard,
he decides that it is better to wait until he gains permission to enter. 

The doorkeeper gives him a stool and lets him sit down at one side of the door. 
There he sits for days and years. 
He makes many attempts to be admitted, and wearies the doorkeeper by his importunity. 
He doorkeeper frequently has little interviews with him,
asking him questions about his home and many other things,
but the questions are put indifferently,
as great lords put them, and always finish with the statement that he cannot be let in yet. 

The man, who has furnished himself with many things for his journey,
sacrifices all he has, however valuable, to bribe the doorkeeper.
The doorkeeper accepts everything, but always with the remark:
“I am only taking it to keep you from thinking you have omitted anything.”
During these many years the man fixes his attention almost continuously on the doorkeeper.
He forgets the other doorkeepers,
and this first one seems to him the sole obstacle preventing access to the Law.
He curses his bad luck;
in his early years boldly and loudly;
later, as he grows old, he only grumbles to himself.
He becomes childish,
and since in his yearlong contemplation of the doorkeeper
he has come to know even the fleas in his fur collar,
he begs the fleas as well to help him and to change to doorkeeper’s mind.

At length his eyesight begins to fail,
and he does not know whether the world is really darker or whether his eyes are only deceiving him.
Yet in his darkness he is now aware of a radiance
that streams inextinguishably from the gateway of the Law.
Now he has not very long to live.
Before he dies, all his experiences in these long years gather themselves in his head to one point,
a question he has not yet asked the doorkeeper.

He waves him nearer, since he can no longer raise his stiffening body. 
The doorkeeper has to bend low toward him,
for the difference in height between them has altered much to the man’s disadvantage. 
“What do you want to know now?” asks the doorkeeper; “you are insatiable.” 
“Everyone strives to reach the Law,” says the man,
“so how does it happen that for all these many years no one buy myself has ever begged for admittance?” 

The doorkeeper recognizes that the man has reached his end,
and, to let his failing senses catch the words, roars in his ear:
“No one else could ever be admitted here, since this gate was made only for you. 
I am now going to shut it.”

(Translated by Willa and Edwin Muir)

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Here are four other stories by Kafka, the page number of each denoting the softcover edition.  In terms of depth (upon depth, upon depth, upon…) each tale is stunning in its own way.

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The Next Village (404)

My grandfather used to say, “Life is astoundingly short. 
To me, looking back over it, life seems so foreshortened that I can scarcely understand,
for instance,
how a young man can decide to ride over to the next village without being afraid that –
not to mention accidents –
even the span of a normal happy life may fall far short of the time needed for such a journey.”

(Translated by Willa and Edwin Muir)

Prometheus (432)

There are four legends concerning Prometheus.
According to the first
he was clamped to a rock in the Caucasus for betraying the secrets of the gods to men,
and the gods sent eagles to feed on his liver, which was perpetually renewed.
According to the second
Prometheus, goaded by the pain of the tearing beaks,
pressed himself deeper and deeper into the rock until he became one with it.
According to the third
his treachery was forgotten in the course of thousands of years,
forgotten by the gods, the eagles, forgotten by himself.
According to the fourth
everyone grew weary of the meaningless affair. 
The gods grew weary, the eagles grew weary, the wound closed wearily.
There remained the inexplicable mass of rock. 
The legend tried to explain the inexplicable. 
As it came out of the substratum of truth it had in turn to end in the inexplicable.

(Translated by Willa and Edwin Muir)

A Little Fable (445)

“Alas,” said the mouse, “the world is growing smaller every day. 
At the beginning it was so big that I was afraid, I kept running and running,
and I was glad when at last I saw walls far away to the right and left,
but these long walls have narrowed so quickly that I am in the last chamber already,
and there in the corner stands the trap that I must run into.” 
“You only need to change your direction,” said the cat,
and ate it up.

(Translated by Willa and Edwin Muir)

The Departure (449)

I ordered my horse to be brought from the stables.
The servant did not understand my orders. 
So I went to the stables myself, saddled my horse, and mounted. 
In the distance I heard the sound of a trumpet, and I asked the servant what it meant. 
He knew nothing and had heard nothing. 
At the gate he stopped me and asked, “Where is the master going?” 
“I don’t know,” I said, “just out of here, just out of here. 
Out of here, nothing else, it’s the only way I can reach my goal.” 
“So you know your goal?” he asked. 
“Yes,” I replied, “I’ve just told you. 
Out of here – that’s my goal.”

(Translated by Tania and James Stern)