Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Pan Recommends for the week of November 21 to November 27

Robert Boyd

Kind of a lot of stuff happening this weekend. When was the last time Lawndale and the Art League had an opening on the same night? I guess with Thanksgiving next week, a lot of events have to be crammed into this week. Good times!

THURSDAY


Sally Bennet, Making Faces,  32x31x2.5 inches

Sally Bennett and Ann Huey: New Works at Koelsch Gallery,  6–8 pm. Work that plays with illustration and design.


David Row, Ellipsis, 2012, Oil on canvas, 50 x 96 inches  

David Row: Elements at McClain Gallery, 6:30–8:30 pm. Paintings, works on paper and sculptures made of cast glass.

FRIDAY

 
from Emily Peacock's W.T. series

Learning Curve 7 and See Food: Contemporary Photography and the Ways We Eat curated by Natalie Zelt and featuring Corey Arnold (Portland, OR), Jonathan Blaustein (Arroyo Hondo, NM), Christin Boggs (Washington, D.C.), Damaris Booth (London, England), Nolan Calisch (Portland, OR), Jody Horton (Austin, TX), Andrzej Maciejewski (Ontario, Canada), Mark Menjivar (San Antonio, TX), Emily Peacock (Houston, TX), Emily Sloan (Houston, TX) and David Welch (Martha's Vineyard, MA) at the Houston Center for Photography, 6–8 pm (with a panel discussion for See Food Saturday from noon to 1 pm). Learning Curve 7 is their annual student show, and See Food is pictures of food, obviously.

 
That's Monica Vidal, looking pretty damn ecstatic in front of her installation Falling Hive

FALLING: Monica Vidal and Everyday Grace: Sedrick Huckaby at Art League Houston 6–9 pm, with artists' talks at 6:30 pm for Sedrick Huckaby and 7 pm for Monica Vidal. Monica Vidal brings Falling Hive home to Houston, just down the hall from Sedrick Huckaby's paintings.


Beth Secor, Sudden Appearance in Places Unknown, 2013, Found embroidered linens with drawing and embroidery, 30" x 30" 

Superficial Outgrowths by Sang-Mi Yoo, Melinda Laszczynski and Jessica Ninci: This End UpBeth Secor: The Significance of "Material" and Regina Agu: Nerve Endings at Lawndale Art Center, 6:30–8:30 pm. I don't have much to say except that all these shows look great!

FRIDAY THROUGH SUNDAY
 
Winter Street Studios

8th Annual Winter Holiday Art Market at Winter Street, 6 to 8 pm Friday ($10 admission), 11 am to 8 pm Saturday (free) and 11 am to 4 pm Sunday (free). Don't let the bleak industrial landscape above fool you--this weekend it will be packed with artists and craftsmen selling their stuff.

SATURDAY


They played at last years' ArtCrawl

ArtCrawl at multiple locations just north of Downtown and on the East End, 10 am to 9 pm. The annual trip through various art spaces and artists' studios near downtown. ArtCrawl related events include:

Anasheh Partiai

The Art of Everyday Politics featuring Amber Baker, Anasheh Partiai, Sarah Rodriguez, and Brandon Zech at Alabama Song, 8 pm Saturday to 8 pm Sunday. Hey, if you have 24 hours free, there's a one day (literally) only show with performances by Amber Baker at 6:45, Anasheh Partiai at 7 pm and Brandon Zech at 7:15, plus other activities throughout the night to help you stay awake!


Debora Smail, I fucking love you, Polaroid Installation

RATIO featuring Jenn Blackburn, Ben Tecumseh DeSoto, David Salinas, JoAnn Santangelo, Alex Larsen, Ashleigh MacLean, Abrahan Garza, Edna Sandoval, Galina Kurlat, Ben Parks, Theresa Escobedo, Emily Peacock, Bryan Forrester, Matthew Landry, Rosa Gurrero, Shannon Duncan, Laura Corley Burlton, Maureen Penders, Mark Audacity Romberg, Traci Matlock, Debora Smail, Joe Winsto and Gary Griffin at El Rincón Social, 7 pm to 2 am. El Rincón Social always have these events that last until 2 am, and old guy that I am, I always wonder who is going to hang out until 2 am? Pathetic, huh? This looks great--a lot of my favorite local photographers will be there.

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Edward Lee Hendricks On the Move

Robert Boyd

I see this post on Swamplot and the first thing that comes to mind is, "Boy, whoever owns that house really loves Edward Lee Hendricks!" So naturally I leave a comment to that effect.

Swamplot's commentariat are not ones to let sleeping dogs lie, and they quickly discover that Edward Lee Hendricks and Jo Lynn Massey indeed live there (or lived there). And now it's for sale. Do you want a $1.3 million dollar house with an artistic pedigree?











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Changing Horses at Full Gallop: Howard Sherman at McMurtrey Gallery

Robert Boyd

Hollywood stuntman Yakima Canutt was famous for jumping from a horse onto a pair of horses pulling a stage and then dropping under the horses. He did this in John Ford's Stagecoach. Howard Sherman hasn't risked his life like Yakima Canutt, but he has metaphorically jumped from one horse to another with his current show, Metaphysical Batman at McMurtrey Gallery.

Last year, his work looked like this:


Howard Sherman, Fear Eating Machine, 2012, acrylic and marker, 70 X 60 inches

Fear Eating Machine combines paint and marker, so we can say it has some link to street art, but otherwise it is identifiably a traditional painting. A flat image on a flat surface. His new work looks more like this:


Howard Sherman, Sportsmanship is For Suckers, 2013, acrylic, marker and acid free paper on canvas, 83 x 76 x 13 inches

It's not so much that Sherman is now using paper as a collage element in his paintings like Sportsmanship is For Suckers, it's that he is using it as a deep relief element. These are no longer just paintings. They have a sculptural element to them now. We've seen this kind of expansion from the picture plane by artists before--Frank Stella is the most famous example.

So Sherman has jumped horses. Did it work? Well, at first glance the new work seems strikingly different from the old work. But when you see the smaller works on paper, which he calls "Internal Dialogues", Sherman uses paper collage but in a more traditional way. The paper is more-or-less flat on the ground. It is usually torn, Robert Motherwell-style. But aside from the paper bits, these look pretty much like his older work in technique and style.


Howard Sherman, various "Internal Dialogue" paintings on paper, 2013

When you go from the "Internal Dialogues" to Sportsmanship is For Suckers, it again isn't a gigantic leap. He retains the slashing colorful paint and the scribbly marker lines. He is still affixing paper to a ground. The only difference--and it's admittedly a big one--is that he is crumpling and folding the paper so that it projects forward from the canvas.


Howard Sherman, Letter of Correspondence, 2013, acrylic, marker and acid free paper on canvas, 83 x 76 x 13 inches

I don't think this approach always works. To me, the relief elements in Sportsmanship is For Suckers and especially in Letter of Correspondence feel tacked on. Sherman is between two horses on the runaway stage without being firmly on either one. The work feels like there are two competing visual ideas that aren't willing to come together.


Howard Sherman, A Giant Among Pygmies, 2013, acrylic, marker and acid free paper on canvas, 83 x 76 x 13 inches

But this might just be us viewers seeing him "mid-leap". If so, that's a privilege. And in A Giant Among Pygmies, he has surrendered the canvas entirely to the paper relief elements. While I like the idea of a piece that exist in the liminal space between sculpture and painting, I like the all-over relief of A Giant Among Pygmies better than something halfway there like Letter of Correspondence. It doesn't feel like it's at war with itself. It allows the shape, the volume, the light and shadow of the relief element to dominate, and those elements are excellent in this piece.

So maybe this is the direction he's going--his new horse. We won't really know until the next show, I suppose. But A Giant Among Pygmies strikes me as a good start.

One final note--paper. Maybe it's the klutz in me, but paper as a sculptural material rubs me the wrong way. It seems too fragile! When I look at A Giant Among Pygmies, I imagine it made of sheet metal like a John Chamberlain. But maybe that's just my own fear of bumping into artworks and destroying them. (I love beautiful glass sculpture, but I'd never own one!)


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Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Fair Play at Gallery Longnecker

Robert Boyd

Fair Play at Gallery Longnecker is an odd grouping of artworks. There are installations which are quite conceptual and there are pieces that are examples of old-fashioned artistic technique. This dichotomy reflects a major dividing line in art for the past 40 years. Of course calling it a dichotomy simplifies the issue. There is plenty of art that straddle these two camps. But in Fair Play the gulf is pretty broad.

The unifying principle of the show is ethnicity. The gallery webpage says:
Postracialism, affirmative action, and immigration reform continue to be major points of contention in the political and social arena. The eight artists represented in Fair Play are a selection of emerging and mid-career Chicano and Mexican artists. They have inherited the social awareness of their forebears, but have realized that the conversation is now much more nuanced.
This struck me as a little odd to be happening at this particular moment. Just under a month ago, Adrian Piper pulled her work from Radical Presence: Black Performance in Contemporary Art, which had run at the CAMH initially and is now up at NYU's Grey Art Gallery. Piper wrote in a letter to curator Valerie Cassel Oliver, "Perhaps a more effective way to ‘celebrate [me], [my] work and [my] contributions to not only the art world at large, but also a generation of black artists working in performance,’ might be to curate multi-ethnic exhibitions that give American audiences the rare opportunity to measure directly the groundbreaking achievements of African American artists against those of their peers in ‘the art world at large.’" (This led Hyperallergic to include "Identity Politics Curators" in its tongue-in-cheek annual listing of "The 20 Most Powerless People in the Art World".) It's hard to say if this is a trend, but it does suggest that there are people in the art world who are questioning ethnic identity as an organizing principle for group exhibits.

But it's unfair to lay such a heavy burden on this small exhibit. Curator Techang has put together a small group of artists with widely varying practices that you might not normally see in one art space, much less a commercial gallery. I like the incongruous nature of the show.


Alex Rubio, God of War, 2012, acrylic on canvas, 96 x 36 inches

Alex Rubio's painting God of War belongs in the  "traditional art skills" category. With its intense reds and oranges and its aggressive imagery, it bubbles with adolescent energy. The image of a tank crossing a desert may remind the viewer of the U.S.'s deadly adventures in Iraq or Afghanistan. God of War is all about being a powerful, overwhelming picture just as, say, David's Death of Murat was.


Jimmy James Canales, Flagged, 2013, 620 Stake Flag Glo Markers, 60 x 70 x 20.75 inches

Contrast God of War with Flagged by Jimmy James Canales. Canales is probably best known for his performances, and this piece, an outline of a body (his?) using surveying flags has a performative aspect. Like God of War, it suggest a political interpretation. These flags are used to demarcate property lines, so perhaps there is an analogy between the body and property being made. But it is conceptually unlike God of War--it is not about bravura technique. Indeed, anyone could make this piece if they had instructions from Canales. As Lawrence Weiner wrote:
(1) The artist may construct the piece.
(2) The piece may be fabricated.
(3) The piece need not be built.

Each being equal and consistent with the intent of artist, the decision as to condition rests with the receiver upon the occasion of receivership.
Canales has another piece in the show, Pica Hat.


Jimmy James Canales, Pica Hat, 2012, 3,000 pins in a straw hat, 7 x 11 x 10 inches


Jimmy James Canales, Pica Hat, 2012, 3,000 pins in a straw hat, 7 x 11 x 10 inches

A pica is the lance that a bullfighter uses. This hat is prickly and defensive like a porcupine or a cactus. But the main thing about it in my eye is how cool it looks. The multicolored pinheads on the inside, the silvery penumbra on the outside. This is charge-card art--Canales bought a hat and bought 3000 pins and carefully joined them. But the result is a delightful sculptural object.

 
Carlos Hernandez, Promise Maker, 2013, seriography, 51 x 81.5 inches
 
Carlos Hernandez is represented by one of his highly layered silkscreen prints entitled Promise Maker. This work reminds me a little of Faile in the dense layering of imagery. A cartoonish Satan head superimposed of cheesy ads (including one for "bust cream") associates the promises of advertising with the temptations of the devil, which seems a little trite. But the act of interpretation is secondary to the graphic punch this print has. It simply looks great.


Adriana Cristina Corral, Within the Ashes, 2013, aerial map of Juarez, Chihuehue, Mexico, with marked sites of found mass graves, ashes from burned paper lists of victims' names marked with red powder pigment.

Contrast Promise Maker with Adriana Cristina Corral's Within the Ashes. Promise Maker is right on the surface--it doesn't require that you know anything more than what you see. Within the Ashes, however, is pretty meaningless unless you know the story of its making. You might be able to recognize the map of Juarez, but there's no way you would know it was made of ashes from pieces of paper with the victims of murder unless you read the price price sheet. If you were already familiar with Corral's work, you might guess it was something like this--she has made other artworks dealing with mass violence (particularly with the femicides in Juarez) before.

Sometimes we view the conceptual and the traditional, the mental and the optical, the intellectual and the visceral as irreconcilable opposites. While I questioned the premise of this show, it has to be admitted that it allowed Techang the freedom to ignore this division. Finding a way to put such dissimilar artists was Adriana Cristina Corral and Carlos Hernandez in one show is challenging but worth the effort.


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Monday, November 18, 2013

Tales of the Unexpected: The Katy Contemporary Arts Museum

Robert Boyd


The Katy Contemporary Art Museum

Visual art in Houston is an inside-the-Loop affair. This isn't just snobbery talking here. When you think in terms of art places--museums, galleries, public art, etc.--they are mostly inside the 610 Loop. The further out into the suburbs you go, the less art there is. Look at the map. Consequently, I think it's really important when a new art space opens up outside the Loop.

The west side of Houston has slowly been gathering steam in terms of art. HBU has their contemporary art gallery, currently showing a terrific Perry House exhibit. (Unfortunately, they seem unable to update their website.) WOAH in West Oaks Mall hasn't quite lived up to its potential, but now that it is home of the Katy Visual and Performing Arts Center, it may blossom. And as of two months ago, Katy has a contemporary art museum.


The Katy Contemporary Art Museum Ibsen Estrada exhibit

The current exhibit has the unfortunate title of Primitive or Is It? Neither of the two abstract artists on display are in any way "primitive," which as a category of art should have been retired after Thomas McEvilley's 1984 evisceration of MOMA's 'Primitivism' in Twentieth Century Art: Affinity of the Tribal and the Modern. The art is by Dallas artist John Irazarry and Houston artist Ibsen Espada. I wasn't all that impressed with Irazarry's work, but I've long been a fan of Espada's paintings.


Ibsen Espada, Harpoon, 2000, polymer and tempura mounted on canvas, 74 x 75 inches

In addition to large paintings like Harpoon, the show included a lot of intriguing works on paper by Espada. Espada will speak with director Ana Villaronga-Roman at KCAM on December 5.

KCAM bought some of Espada's work for its permanent collection. You heard right--they're going to have a permanent collection. I asked where they would hang it and was told that the plan is to expand the facility for it in the future. It's ambitious, that's for sure. But for now they have a Kunsthalle-type space in an older lumber company's building, which seems just right for an art space.

This exhibit goes through January, and will be followed by a sculpture show and then by a photography show. KCAM also offers photography classes, which I think will help it engage with a community that probably doesn't know all that much about art, but is willing to learn.

They talk about "food deserts," areas of town where it is very difficult to get fresh healthy food. Houston and vicinity also has "art deserts", where it is very difficult to see visual art. Katy used to be one of those places. That's why I think KCAM is so important. Right now it's taking baby steps--I look forward to seeing where it goes from here.



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Sunday, November 17, 2013

Report from the Golden Age of Art Comics: Jim Woodring, Gilbert Hernandez and 40 Years of Minicomics

Robert Boyd

Continuing my survey of current comics I've read, here are a bunch of comics published by Fantagraphics. As I've written before, I was an editor for Fantagraphics in the early 90s. I started with them when they moved from Los Angeles (the Simi Valley, actually) to Seattle in 1989. This move, weirdly enough, resulted in a huge windfall for them. They sold a house that they owned in Agoura Hills and bought two houses in Seattle! Co-publisher Kim Thompson told me that the company made more profit from that one deal than they had made since they began publishing.

But life with a small-press alternative publisher is always a bit precarious. Fantagraphics has gone through several serious, company-threatening crises. Shortly after the move to Seattle, the dire implications of the "black and white bust" of 1987 caught up with them. Great titles that had sold very well just a year or so earlier fell off precipitously. That's when they started Eros Comix (taking a page from Barney Rossett and Grove Press--publishing smut to finance art) as well as when they ramped up their catalog sales.

I realize this company history is probably a bit dull (don't worry, I discuss actual comics below). The only reason I mention it is that the death of co-founder Kim Thompson has created another crisis situation for the company. So they are running a Kickstarter campaign to pay for their spring season (book publishing is organized into two "seasons" for some reason). When I started writing this post on November 6, they were $73,000 into their campaign for $150,000. By November 12, they had raised the entire amount. (That said, they still have some good premiums and can use the extra money if you find yourself with an urge to spend some mad money between now and December 5.)



I think Kickstarter is a great tool for publishers, whether self-publishers or small presses like Fantagraphics. The reason is that they essentially act as catalogs for future books--your "donation" is really just an payment for a book that will be published and sent to you later. (For this one, I ordered a boxed set of the complete run of Eightball by Daniel Clowes.)

I don't want to belabor this. Instead, let's look at a few more-or-less recent Fantagraphics books.


Problematic: Sketchbook Drawings 2004-2012 by Jim Woodring (Fantagraphics Books, 2012). It's impossible for me to be objective about Jim Woodring. For one thing, I've known him ever since he and his family moved to Seattle when I was living there and working for his publisher. Then in 2011, I curated an exhibit at Lawndale of work by Jim Woodring and Marc Bell. Problematic is a collection of work from Woodring's sketchbook. The sketchbook is a key locus of creativity for many cartoonists, most notably Robert Crumb and Chris Ware, who have had pages from the sketchbooks printed in handsome volumes. Unfortunately, their example can be intimidating for other cartoonists. They want to create sketchbooks as fully realized as Crumb's and Ware's. Woodring writes in the introduction:
I would buy a big, beautiful new blank book with the determination to fill it cover-to-cover with the best work of which I was capable. [...] Instead, I would fill the first twenty pages or so with stiff, sterile, overworked displays of autodidactic lug-muscle. These would be followed by desperate attempts to loosen up, resulting in eyesores so hideous that I would declare the book ruined and throw it away.
It was the discovery of small Moleskine notebooks that allowed him to embrace sketchbook life. The Moleskine notebooks are small enough that he can hold it in his hand as he draws. The beige paper preempts the desire to use white-out to cover his mistakes.  As a consequence, the work is fresh and spontaneous.


Some, like this one, are drawings from his mundane existence, pretty much realistic. Of course, he embraces some things that the rest of us might recoil from. (I was pleased to see that one of the "realistic" drawings he did was of a nut on the street in Houston from his time here.)


But most of the drawings are along these lines--fantastic, bizarre, highly imaginative.

You flip through this small but thick book having your mind repeatedly blown by Woodring's fecund imagination and astonishing drawing prowess. These drawings are blown up to 140% of their original size, which is astonishing. Most illustrators will tell you that shrinking a drawing is preferable because it covers up a lot of little mistakes. Conversely, blowing it up amplifies its imperfections. So for an artist to deliberately blow up his work implies one of two things. First, that the artist has no ego. He doesn't care if you see his mistakes. The other possibility is that the artist knows he is the shit and that his drawings will look excellent even when blown up. Curiously, Woodring may possess both of these seemingly contradictory qualities.


Fran by Jim Woodring (Fantagraphics Books, 2013). According to the flap copy, this book can either be read before Congress of the Animals, after Congress of Animals, or as a stand-alone story. In Congress of Animals, Woodring's protagonist, the odd cat-like "funny animal" character Frank leaves his hitherto self-contained world, the Unifactor, and meets Fran. Although the characters Fank and Fran seem sexless, we can call Frank a male and Fran a female based on their names alone. But they are also very similar (as are their names). Fran has a slightly different head than Frank (longer ears) and her body is subtly different.

Fran finds them in wedded bliss. One day a hideous creature steals an object of Frank's. Frank chases him, kills him, and discovers that the creature had a hoard of stolen objects. Frank and Fran examine the haul and discover amongst the varied items a projector. The projector works by having the user wear it on one's head. Then it shows what's happened to the wearer in reverse chronological order.


Jim Woodring, Fran page 24

Fran however is unwilling to try it (presumably because she'd like to keep her past secret) and in her anger breaks the machine. Frank is extremely angry with her and Fran runs away. I won't say any more about the story--you'll have to read it yourself.

Like all Frank stories, this one has a lot of mysterious, fantastic events. They are compelling in the same way Dr. Seuss books are compelling. I want to read this over and over as much as I wanted to read Happy Birthday to You! over and over when I was 8. Woodring's way of drawing the fantastic is so beautiful and precise--his work is a strong argument for high craft in comics.


Jim Woodring, Fran page 73

I mean, look at page 73 when Frank's rocket crashes into a moon. Wow.


Jim Woodring, Fran page 75

And one other thing I want to mention about Fran and all of the Frank stories. Woodring is a great designer and architect.  I would love to see actual furniture (and even actual buildings, like the one on page 75) constructed out of Woodring's imagined furniture and buildings. They're fanciful, sure, but otherwise seem solid and more-or-less plausible. Maybe if I win the lottery, I'll build "Woodringland." Until then, I'll have to be satisfied with his beautiful books.


The Children of Palomar by Gilbert Hernandez (Fantagraphics Books, 2013). Gilbert Hernandez has been publishing work with Fantagraphics since the early 80s. He and brothers Jaime and Mario created the magazine Love & Rockets, one of the finest and most artistically significant comics of the past 50 years. Hernandez's best work is based around the inhabitants of a small Central American town called Palomar. The Children of Palomar returns to this setting. It's composed of four related stories. Back in the 80s and 90s, they probably would have been published in four consecutive issues of Love & Rockets. But these were originally published in  an Italian co-publication with Coconino Press, which says something about the creative ways independent publishers like Fantagraphics must employ to finance projects.


Gilbert Hernandez, The Children of Palomar page 5

The original title of the Coconino Press/Fantagraphics copublication was New Tales of Old Palomar, which is very apt. Hernandez is taking the chronology of Palomar that he has already established in many, many stories from Love & Rockets and shoe-horning new events, some of which fill in gaps that had only been implied in earlier stories. For instance, the two swift-moving thieves on page five are the sisters Tonantzin and Diana.


Gilbert Hernandez, The Children of Palomar page17, panel 1

Tonantzin and Diana will become very consequential characters in the Palomar stories, but their introduction to the town had never been depicted until now.


Gilbert Hernandez, The Children of Palomar page 72

In the third story of the collection, Tonantzin is older (a young teenager, I'd judge) and an accepted member of the community. She sees a strange baby who speaks to her. This is a device Hernandez has used before--the vision that only certain people can see but that other people accept as real. See for example the classic story "Sopa de Gran Pena" from 1983. It's because of touches like these that Gilbert Hernandez's work has been called magic realism. Obviously this is characteristic of many Latin American writers from "el boom", but the writer Hernandez reminds me of is Nigerian writer Ben Okri, the author of The Famished Road, whose characters live simultaneously in the quotidian world and a supernatural world that is overlaid on ordinary existence. Tonantzin can see the baby, the "Blooter," because the Blooter is trying to communicate to her. But other people know the Blooter exists, even if they can't perceive it.

Hernandez was born and raised in the United States and has stated that the Palomar stories originally came from stories told him by older relatives about Mexico. But the supernatural or magical elements don't seem "authentic"--they seem more like things that Hernandez has made up. After all, he didn't grow up in an isolated village in Central America, nor is he an anthropologist who has studied the rituals and beliefs of other cultures. What he has done is to imagine a supernatural existence in Palomar that exists simultaneously over the mundane rational world. This overlayed supernatural world is half folkloric and half science fictional, which reflects Hernandez's own cultural background.


Gilbert Hernandez, The Children of Palomar page 72, panel 2

This can be seen in the home of the bruja that Tonantzin visits on page 72. Tonantzin is trying to get the Blooter to leave her alone and is asking for magical help. The bruja's home has a large circular window. Hernandez grew up reading American comics. That window is a visual quotation from Dr. Strange, the supernatural title created by Steve Ditko and Stan Lee in the 60s.


Frank Brunner, commissioned drawing of Dr. Strange and Clea, 2002

Here is an example of the window drawn by artist Frank Brunner, who drew Dr. Strange during a memorable run in the mid-70s. Dr. Strange allowed artists like Ditko and Brunner to go wild visually, but their stories were always fundamentally pulp stories--good versus evil in a magical setting. In Hernandez's Children of Palomar, the magical stuff is simply an aspect of reality, to be dealt with like any other aspect of reality. It's there to be endured and enjoyed.


Treasury Of Mini Comics Volume One edited by Michael Dowers (Fantagraphics Books, 2013). Three years ago, Fantagraphics published an 892-page brick of a book called Newave!: The Underground Mini Comix of the 1980s (848 pages) I guess enough people liked this super-obscure corner of comics history that they put out a second book, which by being subtitled "Volume One" implies future volumes as well.

The first thing you notice about this book (and its precursor) is the diminutive trim size--4 3/4 by 6 inches. There is a historical reason for this size--it is very close to the size of many 8-page mini-comics over the past few decades. Here's how it worked. You drew your comic and then pasted it down onto two 8 1/2 x 11 boards, four pages of the comic on each. You photocopied them onto both sides of a piece of 8 1/2 x 11 inches copy paper. You fold this over once, then once more until you have basically a 4 1/4 x 5 1/2 inch booklet. You trim it and staple it, and for the cost of one double sided copy and two stapes (one if you're being thrifty), you have yourself a sweet little comic book.

What this book demonstrates is that from the late 60s almost to the present, this has been a popular way for people to do self-published minicomics. Dowers had lots to chose from to fill this volume. In 1992, I started writing a column for The Comics Journal called "Minimalism" that was devoted to minicomics. I wrote it through 1996, after which point it was taken over by Tom Spurgeon and other writers. In my experience looking at hundreds of minicomics, they came in all shapes and sizes. The 4 1/4 x 5 1/2 inch 8-pager was common, but I don't think it made up the majority of published minicomics. I mention this because it shows how much is left out of Treasury of Mini Comics and Newave!, despite the fact that they collectively have 1700-odd pages. The amount of utterly ephemeral self-published material that falls into the general category of "mini comics" is immense, and because of its underground existence, it will never be fully catalogued (even though there are some large collections--for example, the one at Washington State University at Pullman.)


Matt Feazell, Cynicalman Meets the Boss pages 4 and 5, 1994

The work in Treasury of Mini Comics is presented more-or-less chronologically, starting with comics by Leonard Rifas and Justin Green from 1969 and 1972 respectively. Then there is a long section of the cartoonists who were active in the 80s, like Matt Feazell. Feazell is particularly important because he created a style that was extremely well-suited to the format he published the work in. By using stick figures, he was able to cram a huge amount of content into each page. And he decisively demonstrates how expressive such seemingly limited drawing can be. This is a model for many of the best minicomics in this volume.


Macedonio Manuel Garcia, Tales From the Inside #3 pages 6 and 7, 1982

Another important aspect of minicomics is that they gave voice to people who way outside mainstream culture. Colin Upton has produced hundreds of pages of droll, whimsical, revealing comics while living an extremely modest life on disability payments in Vancouver, Canada. And then there is Macedonio Manuel Garcia (above) who did comics while serving time at the Ramsey Unit prison. Considering that the average alternative comics artist is white middle-class 20-something hipster, minicomics offer a little variety.


Marc Bell and Rupert Bottenberg, Arbeitees: Einer Industrium Dokument den Marc Bell ut Rupert Dottenberg pages 4 and 5, 1996


Fiona Smyth, At Monastiraki pages 2 and 3, 2008


Peter Thompson, I'm the Devil pages 4 and 5, 2007

Unless you draw very small and very clean, the 8-pager format doesn't lend itself to ordinary comics narratives. It's not uncommon for minicomics to be just a series of full-page drawings around a theme or idea. A bunch of the work in this volume falls into that category, such as the ones above by Marc Bell, Peter Thompson and Fiona Smyth. I tend to like this kind of work a lot--it seems very appropriate for the tiny format. Otherwise, you have to force yourself to draw in a minimal style.


Carrie McNinch, You Don't Get There From Here #11 pages 14 and 15, 2008-09

But as I've stated in regard to Matt Feazell, minimalism works for some artists like Carrie McNinch, who not only manages to put an exceptional amount of personal detail in her diary comics, but also provides a sound-track.


Ron Regé, Jr., Yeast Hoist #6 pages 10 and 11, 1997

One of the wonderful things about a book like this it shows you work of artists who later achieved acclaim (at least in the small pond of art comics) before many people knew about their work. Ron Regé, Jr. is one example (he also drew the cover). In addition to the artists already mentioned, this book has work by Esther Pearl Watson, John Porcellino, J. Bradley Johnson, Molly Kiely and others whose work is now well-known and highly respected. Aspiring cartoonists take heed. If no one wants to publish your work, publish it yourself on the cheap.

Treasury of Mini Comics volume 1 is a meaty, entertaining volume.

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