Nieuport 17 Project
(under construction)

Art Flores Skins for KRAXUS

PDC website
Furball website

---== Take the Poll ==---

Text excerpt from Kraxus's new book.

To start off, the first 4 pictures show an excellent Flyboys Nieuport #4 skin by E-B-O- which I want to
scrutinize for comparison and as "reference" images.


Nice Job E-B-O-!

See more of E-B-O-'s Nieuport images as well as the Gotha, SE5a, Halberstadt
HERE. They're Big Pics! There is a nice review of Flyboys that doesn't cut down
IEN and you can vote for this game or "Jump It Up". (go halfway down the page)

The following images are of Ferio's White #5 plane. It is not 100% historical, but rather a "fictionally correct" plane. It is first of all a cusom plane for Kraxus and is authentic to his story (see below). Later versions may be submitted to PDC for inclusion in Warbirds.

Areas to fix:  Rudder I.D. number, "poids utile" and "combustible", rudder needs more color saturation
Kraxus wants to have a white rectangle behind the anvil. IMO, it's not a good idea, but since this is a French plane, I can only say, "c'est la vie".

More photos on next gallery page.

COMMUNICATION WITH KRAXUS:   Warning:  it can get "mushy"!

The pics you sent are fantastic!

Let's use a variation of the KNOWLES SPAD serial number... one with only a single digit different. It's a bogus number, but for the purposes of the story I'm writing it will work just fine. I know it's for a Nieuport
 and not a SPAD, but I know (KNOW) they made a huge number of N17s, so it's not at all out of the realm of possibility.

Suggest: #15351

From the pics you sent it looks like the gray plane is all but complete ... so suggest you complete that one first. The Camo skin is also very desirable, and I look forward to seeing that one as well. Suggest using BLACK number 5 on the camo plane (top wing and sides of fuselage) ... with a white outline. A large splash of white seems counterproductive when trying to make the plane 'invisible' against the ground textures. At least some American pilots referred to their planes by the color of their numbers...
such as "my WHITE Nieuport" or "my BLACK SPAD". This is evident in many of the picture captions in the book FIRST TO THE FRONT... written by the son of one of the 95th pilots, with information from a diary/journal to back  up his wording.

To sum up... I like the WHITE number on the gray bird... but think a BLACK number with white outline would be more appropriate for a camo bird.

Suggestions for skin:

It looks absolutely terrific! I'd like to ask if it's possible to put a white background behind the hammer/anvil/ferio? I would be pleased with a rectangle... just something behind the image so that it stands out a bit more. If you wish to elaborate the frame by adding a thin black line border around the white field, that would be fine, too. You are the artist and the one who must accomplish the work.

Again, please accept my deepest gratitude for your efforts!


Feel free to veto any of my ideas.

I'm glad you think the plane is almost finished. In my
experience, I feel I'm still at least 1/2 finished. One or two
more weeks touching up and making it neater, sharper, crisper.

Some things I'm still planning and need your Y/N: 
1. "poids utile" and "combustile" on rudder
2. 15351  (are you sure the N17 had 5 digit #s?)
3. Ferio logo (outline or block?)
4. do you like the "white5" as is? or should I
    look for another FONT?
5. cowl needs to "shine" a bit more
6. rudder tri-color and roundels need to be more
    color "saturated", it seems they are faded too much
7. small holes in the fuse where control wires go from
    fuse to wings and fuse to tail control surfaces
8. outer hole in the wheel cover is too big
9. struts and prop need a little more color saturation
10. tires need to be a bit darker
11. machine gun and engine a little bit darker
12. "kicking mule" logo a bit darker & color saturation
13. highlights on top of fuse that make the plane glint a little more in the sun

Most of what I've listed are not extreme changes, I'd say in
the area of 15 to 20 percent (darker/saturation).

Then there is the Camo version ...

I'm excited about this project and I'm glad you are liking it.

go to Nieuport 17 "Ferio" Project ---> gallery10a, gallery10b, gallery10c, gallery10d

Click to go back to:  Hartney, Luke, Knowles, Nungesser, Rickenbacker, Baracca, Misc.

Brought to you by ... (insert commercial ad here)

Gallery2 BF109e
Gallery3 Pilots
Tank for DOA
Mephisto & Wotan

Made with Apple iMac

Free counters provided by Andale.  Gallery1 counter
began July 11, 2006

"I just enjoy a 'total immersion' sort of approach to whatever I do, so I decided to create an ongoing journal in the form of a diary for a fictitious flier. I use what I learn in my historical research, and what I experience in my game play, combine them with a very (VERY!) vivid imagination... and put it all into words."

Excerpts as follows:
March 16th 1918, [Saturday]

 Rain and fog. We did not fly today; the skies opened shortly after midnight and the entire area of our aerodrome is soaked. The field bears the long drag marks made by the tail skids on our machines and the parallel depressions made by our wheels, and all are now filled with water reflecting the dull light of the overcast skies. Thick fog blanketed the entire region during a brief respite from the rain which lasted for roughly two hours shortly after dawn. It was then washed away by a second downpour which degraded to a monotonous, steady rainfall lasting through the entire afternoon.

 The infantry troops encamped along the perimeter of our field and billeted in canvas tents set upon wooden pallets are awash in mud and misery. There was a brief row just before lunch which I witnessed as I made my way from the mechanic sheds to the squadron mess. A grizzled Army sergeant had half a dozen doughboys braced up in the pouring rain, berating them for using their bayonets to dig the thick, viscous mud from their boots. His argument looked to be falling upon deaf ears, and I could well sympathize with the men as I looked at the thick clods adhering to their feet. It was impossible to see their boots for the massive pack of sticky clay lumped at the base of their legs. I continued on to the mess, glad that I was not subject to the wrath of the towering and intimidating sergeant. When I returned to my quarters a short time later, two of the men were sitting on the running board of a lorry and using metal tent stakes to dig the clay from their feet. The other two were engaged in stacking crates of ammunition atop wooden pallets to keep them out of the pooling water. A tarpaulin lay nearby, ready to be used to cover the stacked crates.

 We’ve heard that the French and British made a push today, somewhere north of Rheims, but we’ve not yet heard any details. The mechanics are working to repair my bus, but the lacquer does not dry particularly well in a humid atmosphere. Still, I am told that I may expect my faithful #5 to be ready to take the air again when the weather clears.

April 12th 1918, [Friday]
Shortly after midday we received an alert call, informing us that an unknown Boche machine had been sighted south of Toul, heading in our direction along the Meuse valley. Lieutenant Jerry Falkenhan and I were standing on alert status when the notice came in, and we got off the field within minutes. Although the cloud layer was rather low over the valley, we immediately climbed for a bit of altitude and settled in at just over 2,000 feet as we followed the river northward.
Within less than ten minutes we spotted two machines circling one another several miles ahead and adjusted our heading to intercept them. Having been sent after one Boche machine, and now anticipating the possibility of engaging two opponents, both Falkenhan and I tugged at the charging handles of our Vickers guns. However, within seconds we could see tracers flashing between the machines, and it quickly became apparent that the two were engaged in a fight.
Moments later one of the two began trailing a plume of gray smoke and fell into a tight vrille whilst the other machine circled slowly above it. The falling machine disappeared into a densely wooded section of forest quite near the river, and although the trees prevented us witnessing the actual impact, the velocity with which it fell was certainly enough to dash it to splinters. We saw no flames or smoke to indicate that it had burned.
As we arrived over the place where it had fallen, we saw that the remaining machine was a Nieuport N28 wearing the new hat-in-the-ring emblem of the 94th Squadron. As I drew parallel with the N28 I threw my little bus over onto its right wing, raising the left wing momentarily so that the pilot might see the  US red-blue-white roundel on the underside and know us for friends. As I leveled again, the pilot of the N28 raised his right hand to the corner of his brow in salute, wagged his wings briefly, and then made a virage to the left and flew due north toward Toul.
I returned his salute, banked away to the right, and fell upon a course to the south with Lieutenant Falkenhan off my left wing tip. We found the flags whipping along the bluff edge of the field at Epiez, but managed to land with only minor buffeting.