This is our cat Ravi. His formal portrait for my daughters room. His name is followed by his nicknames.
Archive for August, 2007
Here’s a book I have been working on for a year…at least. But it has changed significantly since I became a father. At least in some of the tone – if not the content. It started as a straight ahead ‘rules’ book. But that was dull. So I investigated self-help books. Most of which are already parodies. So I now have a book that is something in between a diary and a self-help book written by an 11 year old. Here’s a cover idea I was working on. One of these days I will get this out to editors, but wrapping it up has been difficult.
Here’s more info for those close to the Twin Cities about a screening of my animated short,The Thing with No Head at The Walker Art Center. It takes place Saturday, September 1st. The day has a lot of great events for the family, the whole family. So bring Grandma and little Janie and Ken. They even included a piece of art for the film in the top banner advertising the event. The big idea is, the film acts as an introduction on seeing things from a different persepctive and that leads into their Picasso exhibit.
It’s part of an event called Pick-Up Picasso.
Film: A New Perspective
12 noon and 2 pm
This program of short films is full of funny characters who inspire audiences to think outside the box.
I’m going to be writing about Graphic Novels. What the hell do I know you ask. I don’t read too many GNs. A few here or there. But there is one I really love. It was sent to me by a friend in Europe who found the English translation. It is called Ordinary Victories, I think it came out in the US in 2005. Which would make sense, since I am always three years behind anything important going on…Anyway, it is by Manu Larcenet. It is not just good, it is great. Beautiful in it’s simplicity and literary and it creates hope for graphic novels in me. (by the way, I wonder if graphic novels in translation improve, as the authors has another writer ‘editing’ and helping the prose? One more set of eyes/ears in the translation?)
Most of the time graphic novels are badly written and the pictures add nothing. (unless it is a graphic novel about a big battle and the artist can fill the pages with decapitated heads. Now that’s a graphic novel!) A well written story doesn’t NEED pictures. It takes a singular vision to produce something well written where pictures add something and aren’t just distraction. Plenty of writers create short stories and novels that I could imagine working as graphic novels, though the pictures really wouldn’t add to the enjoyment of the work. Tony Earley, Tom Franklin, Paul Auster all have some material that I can imagine working in graphic novel format – BUT, the pictures wouldn’t add anything. You could say, they are so well written, they don’t NEED pictures.
When we talk about the modern graphic novel (and I only know the word as coming from Will Eisner in description of his work) we are not talking about the ‘illustrated classics’. That’s when you take a Readers Digest version of a classic work, and add pictures to get kids to read it. I am talking about a format where the pictures and the text work together to create a new work. One can’t be without the other. The best analogy is probably a good picture book. Where if you read the manuscript it would be almost meaningless without the pictures. Now that I think about it, some of the great comic strips also fall into this category of zen-like writing and art. I am also not talking about just a repackaging of a bunch of single issue comics into a hardback form so they can sell it in the big-box stores and charge more. For me , a Graphic Novel is a well written story that, for some reason, can’t be on the page without the art accompanying it. (Perhaps the best analogy is a song with lyrics. You can listen to the music and it hints at something, but if you read just the lyrics, they may leave you a bit empty. Combined with music, they add up to a greater whole.)
So why does Ordinary Victories work for me? I can’t tell you exactly. Isn’t that great? After all my shooting my mouth off, I am a little constipated when it comes to why it works, when it works. And I think, that is a sure sign that it works.
I won’t discuss color, or line, or composition or how he draws hands. Those are obsessions and technical. Like talking about punctuation when reading Dostoevsky.
I can list some things – his topics in the novel include the art of photography, the meaning of an image, the search for meaning in art and artist. So the visual component translates well. The writing is good enough, and the characters interesting enough, that without question the manuscript could be developed into a short story and have great impact. His drawing is elegant, not overworked, but truthful and its simplicity does not make ‘logos’ of the people and things.
Find, it, buy it, read it. It’s one of the best things I have read this year, and that IS saying a lot.
” I long confused the artist with his work. It was only to psychoanalysis, by successive stages, that I was able to seperate the two. You can be a great artist and a total asshole. You can do very beautiful things, while being rather ugly yourself. You can capture all the beauty of the world on paper, yet never be part of it. It’s strange: how can one be so surpassed by what one creates? But if the work is better than the artist, why doesn’t it improve him?…”
I spend a lot of time doing on-air graphics and animation for TV. I am in the middle of finishing up two jobs that are about 50/50 animation and what I would call motion design. Now I found this link on my friend Adnan’s site, (an artist who works in feature animation, but that’s just one piece of the art puzzle he is building) and these videos freak me out. The artist t is called M.I.A. and for all I know she is huge in the world, and I’ve just missed her. I am amazed at a few of them. I’m not sure I would work in this exact way, but the freedom and energy of the music is perfectly reflected in these videos. Wow. The ‘garage band’ aspect of the on screen graphics are such a relief from the slick textures and overbearing cleanness of most motion design and TV graphics. very inspiring. Made my simple little work seem so 20th century.
‘Sarge’ toy truck from the Pixar/Disney movie CARS, enamel based paint contains lead.
Tickle Me Elmo – Asbestos edition.
Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Plush dolls, filled with human waste.
‘Little Knifey’ action figure, real knives.
Batman Fun-to-Pose talking action figure – shouts insults in Mandarin.
Fisher-Price, Little Scientist Science Kit – weapons grade plutonium is real.
‘Little Broker’, Wall Street broker action figure – fraudulently securitized mortage loans.
Mattel – Gitmo Prisoner Action Figure, snap-on suicide bomb – real bomb.
Barbie Fun-in-the-Summer Humve, made from dried horse flesh.
Mattel Super-Easy-Bake-Oven – can produce temperatures over 2,000º.
Mattel Global Warning Plastic Manufacturing Kit, really does add to global warming.
Big Bird 24 inch doll, made from shredded SARS chickens.
‘Happy Frog’, 34 inch plush smiling frog, actual 16 pound Peruvian poison frog.
All copyrights and Trademarks belong to actual large, impersonal, morally bankrupt corporations.
Found a great little story about how the FBI and CIA have been editing Wikipedia enteries. When presented with this fact the agencies refused to comment on whether they did it or not. I didn’t know lying was such an important part of the American method. Especially bold-faced lies. I do admire that. The ability to stand up in front of people covered in chocolate and deny you ate the chocolate. Do it with a completely straight face, no smile, no quivering cheeks or jumpy eye.Now what this has to do with cartooning and art and illustration and people who hover over a computer or drawing board all day, everything and nothing. Being aware of the world around you is never a bad thing . And when you look at animation on TV for kids, it is obvious the lack of passion and feeling in the material comes, in part, from being cut off from the ‘real’ world around it. (that is most often because real world issues conflict with the agendas of the giant companies that manufacture said animation and their goal of keeping kids eyes glued to their show so they can generate more profit) It’s as if the art of animation (other then a few festival shorts, the Simpsons every week or two, some Pixar films and maybe Southpark on a good week) is consumed with a hollow gut of nothingness. And I hate to compare things (comparisons are often sentimental or factually wrong) but the golden age cartoons, they had passion and awareness on many levels. Now, those Warner cartoons weren’t made for kids TV. They were made for a broad audience, and could cover some real and interesting issues with outlandish humor. Sort of like The Marx Brothers did or as Stephan Colbert and John Stewart do today. But TV cartoons for kids are a real bummer. Adult Swim offers some pretty good material, but it tends to fall downwards, as if the guys in the dorm really did smoke too much pot this time and will not be able to remember their names ever, ever again.Speaking of that, here’s a drawing that has almost no reason to go with this post- except it has to do with my second favorite news item lately, poisonous toys.
I just found out about this a few days ago, thanks to a posting on Another Mark’s blog (that being Mark McDonnell, a very talented artist who out-draws me any day of the week), that a friend and fine artist by the name of Gene Wiskerson passed away in July.
While I was working at Walt Disney Television Animation I started to attend the Thursday night drawing classes. Gene was one of the artists in the class. He was a talented/experienced sculptor who spent years with the Imagineering division at Disney. The class turned into a great experience that welcomed many styles of art and solid discussions of color, composition and of course communicating through a drawing. What made it really unique was the the feeling that we weren’t competing, and we could all learn from one another. I don’t know about your experiences, but often drawings classes turn into a competition, with people trying to be ‘better’ then one another. I think Gene helped bring an open attitude to the class, and while there is always need to improve and learn, you can do it without a wholesale competition between artists. He always had great comments and was generous with his time and a very genuine person. He did beautiful charcoal drawings and we suffered together when Diana, the instructor, would have us try and complete all drawings with less then 6 lines. I wasn’t sure to post about this, but I keep thinking about his passing and I dug out some sketches of his I had from hand-outs from the class. I miss knowing he is around, thinking about art, and doing those beautiful drawings. The drawing posted here is from a handout from the class. He made it look easy, which we all know is what good artists do.
Maintaining this blog forces me to ask why I keep this blog. Partially it is a marketing device. A way to keep in touch with people who might hire me, or at least want to see what I am doing. It is partially a way to collect my thoughts about what I do and share with friends and professional contacts. It gives me a place to talk about myself, and not ask corresponding questions about you, the reader. (Though you are welcome to drop comments.) Some blogs are about a thing other then the blog creator. I wish this blog was about collectible plastic figures. Or my love of 17th century lead plates. Or…well anything but just me and what I do. So I wander a bit on here and talk about comics, and strips and other art I see. I try not to overload it with “I was sitting in the restaurant today and thinking about lemonade. You ever think about lemonade?” I figure if you are at this blog then you have at least a passing interest in what I am drawing or writing and not about the celebrity I saw at lunch today, or how cool my editor is. Though I do waste your time telling you how busy I am, and that’s the real point today. I’m getting so busy, I can hardly spare the time to update here, but I will try. Though I would much rather be drawing or trying to draw better I should say. Or writing…well, learning to write better.
So here it is – today’s blog post. A page from a project I have been working on for quite sometime. It’s pretty low res. The original is huge, like 29 inches. It’s still being worked on, but I like where it is going.
In the mid-1960′s I developed a comic book, comic-duo called Cave Bear and Duck. OK. It wasn’t the 1960′s, but it was way back in the 2004′s. In like March. It was a different time. Movie tickets cost $8.50 and you could buy an entire chicken dinner for as little as $6.00. FDR was President and Oregon was still fighting its war of independence with California. Brave Oregon.Anyway, they made an appearance in a comic book called Cenozoic. One of the funniest 5 comics I have ever done. Well, it’s one of only 4 comics I have ever done, so it’s assured a good spot. Here in all its online glory is the ONLY full-color Cave Bear and Duck story. It’s 29 pages long and has a surprise ending.