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|Written by Eric Reynolds | Filed under misc||11 Dec 2008 8:20 PM|
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James Kochalka couldn't have done it better. Hard to believe this gentle soul would be waging war against the world a mere 28 years later. From Defenders #75 (1979) by Ed Hannigan, Herb Trimpe and Mike Esposito. That Greenpeace address is about a mere mile and a half from our office; I don't think it's still there. Oh, and NEVER accuse the Defenders of being intolerant.
This quote from a childhood friend of Barack Obama's jumped out at me in this great Guardian profile of people who knew Barack Obama growing up:
"Grandpa bought me all the DC Comics books, and I was the only one who had them, so [Obama] and Yanto would borrow the books and copy pictures of Batman and Spider-Man out and ask me to judge which was better. [Obama] was always better than Yanto. Even Yanto always agreed with that. [Obama] had a great eye."
Yes, we are gaining a president, but we have lost a cartoonist.
I just put a bunch of scans online from the ridiculous book idea I haven't had the money/energy/dimwittedness to pursue: Bears Versus Horses culls together myriad illustrations from vintage sources which depict animals in conflict with each other.
Apologies and thanks to the sources on the web from which I've garnered much of this imagery. These are mostly taken from Ebay auction listings I can't afford to "win."
In Barcelona, Spain, there lives a man who seems to be a fountain of creative energy. Possibly a horse. A man or a horse who compulsively creates art with a diversity of style and intent. I find him hugely inspiring-- one of these men or horses that imbues every little scrap of paper he touches with honest-to-god life. Some of it very polished and commercial, much of it feeling dashed off in an intuitive dervish.
Sometimes it's like someone who speaks only in semaphore trying to speak braille. But my view is biased since I can't speak Spanish and his prolific art and music sites (he has five or six sites of work going at once) carry all the more mystique for their foreign language and different cultural influences. Likewise, his work is best taken as an oeuvre. Immersion tells you more than you get from trying to pick up the language piecemeal.
It's all fun. It all has a sense of humor. But there's a seriousness, a somber universe of characters with depth that underlies the work. (Right down to his weirdly anachronistic name that seems so annoyingly uncool that you're almost set up to be unamused.) I have no idea why that Black Cat series is so disturbingly funny to me but it's hilarious. Why that house collage feels so complete in its story but it does. Or why that comic page tells me so much when I'm unable to put together the linear story but it does. Mr. Ed gives comfort in understanding, not knowing.