Friday, November 25, 2016

Scott Gilbert in Glasstire

Robert Boyd

Glasstire is reprinting the entire "Nick Duchamp" sequence from True Artist Tales. This originally was serialized in Public News between September 1988 and May 1989. It was completely fictional but the characters (except for Nick Duchamp) were all based on real Houston art scene folk who were around at the time.

I interviewed Gilbert in advance of his exhibit (opening tomorrow!) and here's what he said about the Nick Duchamp story:
Robert: The Nick Duchamp story—you didn’t start True Artist Tales doing serialized stories. What made you decide to do them?

Scott: That story was kind of handed to me by events. A painting was stolen from the Big Show at Lawndale. Walter Hopps was the judge for that particular show. David Kidd had done this kind of joke painting. It was horrible. A woodburning thing. Have you seen this?

Robert: No.

Scott: I gotta email you that image. He had done this thing and it was called the “Oily Monster Melting” or something like that. It showed a monster climbing out of an oil field derrick. It was as crude as possible on a wood-burning plank you’d by from TG&Y or something. Anyway, Walter gave it first prize out of all the 100s of pieces in the show. Not everyone was happy about this.
 
 David Kidd, Oily Monster Melting (later stolen)

Walter was a bandit. He had a reputation for stealing art himself. So the piece got stolen. Mysteriously vanished. This piece began to show up at occasional parties I’d go to. When artists had parties, there would be the piece on the wall. Then it would inevitably disappear from the party. Then later, maybe there’d be two of them. They’d be in different homes at the same time. So that was where that whole story kind of came from.

Robert: I have a copy of a “Wanted” poster for Walter Hopps for that.

Scott: See, Dave and the Art Guys were driving that whole business. And some of the Commerce Street people. This is the way things went back then. Comedy tumble. I put it all together. I was always big on noir. There was a lot of punning. Nick Duchamp, the private detective, the fictional son of Marcel. This was back when Houston’s downtown was still fairly undeveloped and in the crapper in the real estate situation. There was plenty of freedom. I set Nick Duchamp’s office—an archetypal private eye office with the venetian blinds—on St Emmanuel St. in the original Chinatown.

He was the only fictional character in the story. Everyone else was based on someone in the scene.

Robert: Michael and Tracy weren’t.

Scott: [laughs] Yeah, that’s right. But “Michael Tracy” [well-known Houston-area artist from Galveston]. That was the influence of Los Bros Hernandez, the Mexican wrestling thing. I took a lot from them.
Glasstire is splitting the story into two parts. The first part was published today.


 Scott Gilbert. True Artist Tales zine cover

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Zinefest

by Robert Boyd

Zinefest made a move from the Museum of Printing History to Lawndale Art Center this year. The reason apparently was that the Museum of Printing History had a fire and is still being repaired. But I like Lawndale better as a venue--the Museum of Printing History is cramped and confusingly laid out. Lawndale was much more open. The downside is that Lawndale had an exhibit up and the tables and art had to somehow co-exist. In some ways that was cool--there was a big fun sculpture by JooYoung Choi in the middle of the big ground-floor room which added a nice visual focus. Here's what the sculpture looked like before it was surrounded by zinesters tabling:


JooYoung Choi, Freedom From Madness

I tabled at Zinefest this year. I haven't tabled a convention in years and years. I had to remember Chris Oarr's dictum, "Sittin' ain't sellin'." But I'm old now and standing all day is tough on my feet! And hardly anyone else is standing. But to me it's easier to make contact with people if I'm standing--if we're roughly face to face. I can say "hi" and that is an invitation to them stop and browse.

I had three items--EXU #1, the art magazine I published last year; It's All True by Scott Gilbert, the collection that Gilbert self-published in 1995 (!); HTX Artist Cookbook, an interview zine put together by the Civic TV Collective. The HTX Artist Cookbook was free so they went pretty quick. But I had to explain to many, many people that it wasn't an actual cookbook. There are no recipes in the HTX Artist Cookbook--it's a collection of interviews with Houston artists talking about how they do their work.


My table

Ironically, JooYoung Choi is a contributor to Exu. Even more ironically, her contribution featured some of the same characters she displayed in her sculpture above. She is part of the generation of artists who grew up with video games and cartoons who like to create characters that then get reused in their work. Her piece in Exu was called The Daily Veritas and the original is a large (6' high, I'm guessing) painting.


JooYoung Choi, The Daily Veritas in Exu

I like the Steve Ditko/Dr. Strange vibe of this work (the painting and the sculpture).

The main reason I was at the show was that I was giving a talk about the career of Houston cartoonist Scott Gilbert that afternoon. This was done partly to promote Gilbert's upcoming retrospective, which I am curating. In exchange, Zinefest paid me 75 smackers and comped me the table.  (The tables at zinefest are incredibly cheap. Zine publishers who can get to Houston should make a point of exhibiting at this show.)


Nathaniel Donnett (left) and Dean Liscum (right)

Among the visitors to the booth were artist (and Exu contributor) Nathaniel Donnett and long-time Great God Pan and Exu contributor Dean Liscum. In the photo above, Dean was showing Nathaniel where he got shot in the face (!) on Halloween.


Inés Estrada reads HTX Artist Cookbook at my booth

Directly across from me was Inés Estrada, a great cartoonist who also had some art in Exu. She is from Mexico City but lives in San Antonio now. I highly recommend her book Impatience, a collection of short stories. I bought a "new" graphic novel by her called Lapsos (Estrada actually completed it in 2014, but this edition, published in Spain, is new). She does something in both these books that I have never seen elsewhere--she publishes them with subtitles. Usually when comics are translated, new words are lettered into the word balloons and captions. This is always a compromise, because the translation has to be almost the exact same length as the original text or else it looks wrong. It's especially awkward with translations from Japanese, since Japanese text has a completely different orientation than Western languages--up and down instead of side to side. Subtitles comes with their own problems, but it works well with Estrada's work.


Inés Estrada, Lapsos cover


The Alabama Song table. Left to right: Rachel Cook (curator at DiverseWorks), Gabriel Martinez, Regina Agu

I didn't get to visit all the tables because I was anchored to my table. I did make a couple of rounds. This was the Alabama Song's table. Alabama Song is an alternative art space run by Gabriel Martinez and Regina Agu. They are an unusually comics-friendly art institution, I think partly because Gabriel makes his own minicomics. They have twice sponsored Comix Gauntlet, where several cartoonists each draw a comic story in one day at Alabama Song, then the art is taken to copy.com and printed into a zine. It's a little like the 24-hour comic challenge but it takes about 8 hours. But they also do poetry readings, lectures, classes, musical events and visual art exhibits. I gave a lecture there once called Comixploitation!


Gabriel Martinez, Soledad (cover)

At the Alabama Song table, I picked up Soledad, a science fiction comic by Martinez. It's kind of a paranoid thriller where the main character, Tomás, who works on a spaceship that acts as kind of a warehouse for ships carrying cargo. He receives a transmission about how he is receiving a cargo that includes the body of a politician who may or may not have been assassinated. The body may contain evidence of malfeasance. It's hard to tell if this is a continuing story or if it's just a fairly oblique self-contained story.


Gabriel Martinez, Soledad pp. 14-15


Sarah Welch and Gabriel Martinez

Sarah Welch is a Houston cartoonist who was one of the administrators of Zinefest. (She also contributed to Exu #1.) She and her partner had a table which she attended when her official duties would permit. I first became aware of her work at Zinefest three years ago when I bought the first volume of her series Endless Monsoon. I bought the two most recent issues of that series, Only Humid and Very Pleasant Transit Center.


Sarah Welch, Only Humid cover


Sarah Welch, Only Humid pp. 12-13


Sarah Welch, Very Pleasant Transit Center cover

The comics focus on two young women navigating life in Houston (hence the title). The comics are realistic and atmospheric. They aren't super-plot-heavy, but there is an overall story arc. A lot of what they deal with is the character's living situation. Her art is fairly naturalistic, and she prints with a risograph, which permits her to add a small number of spot colors (green and sometimes brown).

Welch is a resident artist at Lawndale and a few days ago, she gave a studio tour and was asked by the artist studio program director Lily Cox-Richard about the political content of her work. Welch was a little uncomfortable with that question. Understandably, in my opinion. Her work isn't very political--it's much more personal. It deals with the quotidian. Anything political is at most implied.


Katie Mulholland and Sarah Welch, Brackish pp 27-28.

In addition to the issues of Endless Monsoon, I also bought Brackish, a collaborative artzine that Welch did artist Katie Mulholland. It is a collection of drawings depicting Houston and vicinity (real and imagined). In the image above, the drawings on the left are by Katie Mulholland and the right is by Welch. I was surprised by this because I know Mulholland an an abstract painter--it was really intriguing to see her drawings of real things.


Laidric Stevenson

Laidric Stevenson is a photographer from Dallas who produces a beautiful photo zine with Janna Añonuevo Langholz called Meeting New People Isn't The Easiest Thing.


Meeting New people Isn't the Easiest Thing cover


spread from Meeting New People Isn't the Easiest Thing

Meeting New people Isn't the Easiest Thing features full-page square photos. The photos are printed full-bleed. The photographers aren't credited, but on their website, they describe the work as a "photo conversation between Laidric Stevenson and Janna Añonuevo Langholz." This suggests that maybe each two-page spread contains one photo by each photographer. But I don't know. Some of the photos are beautiful and a few are exciting, but mainly they are quite deadpan. The subjects are not necessarily exciting. But the presentation and selection are fantastic--Meeting New people Isn't the Easiest Thing might be my favorite zine from the festival.


Peachfuzz booth

Peachfuzz is a feminist fuckbook. I like the concept both because I like naked ladies and because it seems so deliberately archaic. I mean, who reads nudey magazines anymore? Are they even still published? I picked up a copy in Austin last year. I liked their tshirts:


Peachfuzz tshirts


Ashley Robin Franklin and her booth

Ashley Robin Franklin is an artist from Austin. I picked up her journal zine Soggy Pizza which is fantastic. Essentially she publishes pages from her journal which combine handwritten text and drawing. Now usually people's sketchbooks have a limited interest--you have to be really into an artist to want to see her practicing and trying things out. And few really combine text in an interesting way. But there are obvious exceptions. Robert Crumb's sketchbooks really come across as diaries. Ditto with Franklin. She combines a variety of media (pen and ink, watercolor, pencil, collage, etc.).


Ashley Robin Franklin, Soggy Pizza cover


Ashley Robin Franklin, Soggy Pizza pp. 8 + 9

She is a really good cartoonist which is why I think Soggy Pizza works. It's not a comic, but she combines image and text in a very natural and effective way. Her journal is very self-critical, which is a common trait of cartoonists I have known. She beats up on herself for not drawing a new comic, but Soggy Pizza is a good substitute.


"El Fury" at the Bastard Comics table

The publisher is called Bastard Comics, but I have no idea what this cartoonist's real name is. Online she goes by the name "El Fury." She doesn't quite look tough enough to be an "El Fury," but I don't really know. Anyway, I picked up her sleek, full-color comic The Ubiquitous Stan Lee in . . . "The Final Cameo".


El Fury, The Ubiquitous Stan Lee in . . . "The Final Cameo" cover

The comic has the main character, a young woman who looks a little like El Fury, who keeps noticing Stan Lee cameos--first in Marvel movies, but later in video games and on news radio reports, and finally in her car and in her house. It has a twist ending (although an easy twist to guess); I won't reveal it. The art is very stylized and polished, and the predominate color is purple. The comic has glossy spill-proof pages. And it made me laugh--what else can you ask for from a comic?


Ben Snakepit at Snakepit Comics


Ben Snakepit, Manor Threat cover

Ben Snakepit is a prolific cartoonist who draws a daily diary strip. Manor Threat collect three years of them. The title refers to Manor, TX, a town outside of Austin. Pronounced MAY-nor.

His drawing is primitive but functional. But the strips are kind of boring. It's hard to do a daily diary strip and keep it interesting because one day is more or less like the previous one. Snakepit makes no particular effort to make one strip different from another--he shows himself going to work, exercising, watching TV with his wife, eating, etc., over and over. He depicts himself playing video games by drawing himself as a giant turd, which is kind of funny the first couple of times he uses that image. But after a while, so what?

I'd have to contrast these comics with American Elf, the long-running diary comic by James Kochalka. Kochalka made an effort to make his strips vary from day to day. Part of how he did this was to focus on one tiny episode from the day--a stray bit of conversation, or a chance encounter. With Snakepit, it only gets interesting when something out of the ordinary happens, like getting a report from Planned Parenthood about his low sperm count or going to a comic convention.


Ben Snakepit, panel from Manor Threat

Such as this panel from a day at SHAPE, an Austin alternative comics festival. I liked it because it depicted how I felt after a day at Zinefest. There was an after party at Gallery Homeland, but I was just too wiped to attend.


True Artist Tales Talk

by Robert Boyd

On November 20, I gave a lecture on Scott Gilbert with PowerPoint slides at Zinefest. I'm curating an exhibit of art by Scott Gilbert at the Galveston Artist Residency, which opens November 26. Below are the slides and the text of my talk.



True Artist Tales was a comic strip that was drawn by Houston artist Scott Gilbert between 1988 and 2000.



Scott Gilbert was born in 1961. He grew up in Tampa, Florida, where he was into comics, science fiction fandom, and heavy metal music. Gilbert and his friends published a science fiction fanzine in high school.

He told me, “Art, fine art or anything hadn’t really entered the picture. I had all these pretensions, though. The 'truth' was out there beyond. There was always something beyond what was really apparent to me. What was right in front of me, like the comics were right in front of me. Heavy metal music was right in front of me. And TV and movies. “

Gilbert moved to San Antonio, studied art there in college at UTSA for a couple of years but moved back to Tampa after his parents split up. He finished his undergrad art education at University of South Florida

In college his tastes expanded to include fine art and punk rock. He still had the idea of being a mainstream comics penciler then—working for Marvel or DC. But then he saw RAW magazine and the explosion of independent comics in the early 80s. They showed him that there were other possibilities for comics as art.



He heard about Lawndale (where the UH art department was at the time, in an old warehouse on Lawndale St. ). His father was living in Houston then, so he applied to UH for his MFA. He didn’t get in at first—they made him take a year of classes for a baccalaureate. It was a way for UH to feel him out as a potential MFA student. But ultimately he made it into the program.

 

True Artist Tales started as an independent project Scott did for his MFA. His professor was Derek Boshier, the well-known British pop artist (he was David Hockney’s roommate in art school).

“You could take two independent study courses. You get a faculty member who agrees to guide you through a particular course of study. For a lot of students, it would just be a group of paintings or a major project. So my faculty member was Derek Boshier. Derek is a very special person. Great artist and a tremendous mind. 

“He knew from talking to me that I liked comics. For this independent study, the thing was that I would create a comic strip—and it had to be of quality—and also it was required that I get it published somewhere."

(Ironically, Gilbert never got his MFA from UH. “All of a sudden I get a call from this guy. He’d taken over the graduate student advisor position from Ed Hill. This guy tells me you’re not going to graduate because you didn’t fulfill the course work. You need to take a few more courses. I was like, what the fuck?! Because I’m not an idiot, you know. I read all the course catalogs and saw everything I was supposed to take and I sure as hell did the work. And I was just like, fuck you! Fuck it! I don’t need this degree. I’m going to work. And that was that. And all that was left was my debt.” Maybe UH will correct its error and grant him a belated degree.)



Gilbert knew an editor at Public News and showed her his sample strips. She liked them a lot and started publishing them.

In 1988, Gilbert wasn’t producing comics every week. It took a while for him to get up to that frequency. But by about 1990, True Artist Tales was a regular weekly feature.

How also did covers for Public News, usually the first week after New Years



The first strip shows Ron Hoover, a Houston painter who died in 2008.

“In about 1987, I moved in with a fellow student Linn Schwartz and it was in this house in the First Ward on Summer Street. It was that complex that was owned by Earl Staley. He was my landlord. That was an amusing situation. He had me and Linn and Ron Hoover lived right next to us in another bungalow. And James Bettison lived in a garage apartment behind Earl’s place. And then Derek Boshier’s studio was right next door to us. So it was this nice little cluster. I was there about a year. “

Noah Edmondson was an undergrad art student when Gilbert was at Lawndale. He is now the director of the Art Car Museum.

 

This story was based on a real incident. The inspiration was an early iteration of Lawndale’s "Big Show," a large, annual open-call juried art show, in which Walter Hopps, the director of the Menil Collection, was the guest juror. He gave the grand prize to Dave Kidd (who became Dave Childe in the strip). Afterwards, Kidd's painting was stolen from the show. It kept reappearing for months at parties. The strip takes off from that event.

After the story in Public News was complete, Gilbert published a minicomic version. What you see in the center is the cover of the comic book he made. The wanted poster was part of a prank by some artists associated with Commerce Street Warehouse.



The strips are from the top:
A strip about the media’s obsession with drugs
Reagan and Bush
Clayton Williams, the 1990 Republican gubernatorial candidate who lost to Ann Richards. The comic refers to Clayton Williams’ publicly made joke likening the crime of rape to bad weather, having stated: "If it's inevitable, just relax and enjoy it”. Hard to imagine today that that was enough to cost him the election.
On the bottom left is a comic about one of the last unabashed liberals on the Supreme Court resigning



Ida Delaney was killed by intoxicated, off-duty policeman Alex Hernandez (who was wearing civilian clothing) after he chased her 13 miles down the freeway. There were two other police with Hernandez. They chased her because she cut them off in traffic. They chased her on 59, tailgating her and flashing their lights. She pulled over at the Newcastle Exit. Hernandez confronted her, hitting her in the face. At that point, she pulled out her gun and shot Hernandez. Hernandez pulled his gun and fired every bullet he had. He hit her four times.

Hernandez was fired and indicted for the crime. A jury in Dallas found him guilty and sentenced him to 7 years. But that sentence was overturned on appeal. He ended up serving 11 days in jail, with a sentence of 2 years probation.

 

Scott Tschirhart was a Houston police officer who shot three different African American suspects, culminating in Byron Gillum in November 1989. Tschirhart’s fellow officers said he was a steroid abuser. Scott Tschirhart was not indicted but was finally fired. He later got work as a sheriff’s deputy in San Antonio. He subsequently got a law degree and works as an attorney. According to his LinkedIn page, “I represent municipal and county governments and officials in diverse litigation including issues involving police, employment, land use and economic development. I also provide City Attorney services to the City of Rosenberg, Texas.”



Cartoonists like Harvey Pekar, Art Spiegelman, Chester Brown, Julie Doucet, Joe Matt and many others were mining their own lives for material in the 80s and 90s. This was endlessly mocked at the time as navel gazing and narcissistic, but those artists really opened up the comics medium to new ways of expression.

The strips here: 7 Day Story – an all-pencil strip about the various events of a particular week
Doctor Strangelove’s Bar—about finding a particularly strange bar in Austin
Maryland—a random hotel elevator encounter in a dive hotel in San Diego
In the Dark—Gilbert lived for a while at the Richmont apartments on Richmond. This was an incident of overhearing a woman crying in the dark from the second story balcony



Autobiography for Gilbert was often quite poetic.



Alternative newspaper strips tended to be funny (Life in Hell), political (This Modern World) or both. Only occasionally did they escape from those poles. I’d say Ernie Pook’s Comeek by Lynda Barry was an exception to the rule.

So was True Artist Tales. Gilbert could be unusually contemplative in his strips. They are unlike the work of nearly all of his weekly newspaper cartoonist peers.



“That comes from working at Fondren Library at Rice. I was always up in the stacks. They had seven floors of books. Of course, the joy of that job was to get caught onto something as you’re passing by. And they had books going back 400 years on the shelves. I wouldn’t just sit there and read a whole book, but I’d find these chunks of text. I’d get these bits and pieces. It worked a lot like the internet does now.  

“This actually happened. My buddy, Randy Cole, had to come over and jump my car. And I mentioned this to him. It was something we discussed.”



Imagining what kind of film Degas might have made if he had been a filmmaker. Gilbert told me he imagined it as a Martin Scorcese film, but to me it feels more like Eric Rohmer.



What I liked about this one was the barrenness of the setting and the dream-like quality. It reminds me a little bit of Martin Vaughn-James classic surrealist comic The Cage. I especially liked the spilled ink at the end—it reminds you that you are looking at ink on paper.





Mysterioso was Gilbert’s third serialized story in True Artist Tales. It was published in 31 parts, and ran from June 1996 to January 1997.

Franco “the Animal” Guzman is a gangster holed up in a shack (based on the house Gilbert was then living in). It is a variation on the classic Faust story. It was originally intended to last 7 episodes, but it grew in the telling.

Despite the fact that Gilbert had Jesus appear as a stripper in Satan’s “gentleman’s club,” it never attracted controversy. I guess the readers of the Public News were just too blasé.

It shows Gilbert’s love of noir storytelling and chiaroscuro visual effects very well.



Public News was struggling by the end of the 90s. Its competitor, Houston Press, was stuffed with ads, Public News was skimpy in comparison. A free alternative newsweekly requires ads to continue publishing. So a huge ad campaign from Camel for its new “hipster” cigarette brand, Kamel, was a godsend for the Public News.

That’s not how Gilbert saw it. “My parody was Marlene Dietrich. An old nostalgia picture. The cigarette ad always pissed me off because it was so pretentious. It seemed to be exploiting Marlene Dietrich and the whole nostalgia trip for fucking cancer sticks. That was like the beginning of the hipster period when hipsterism got so commercial. It began to be exploitative.” He hated the clever design which was becoming popular then.

The middle image is the artwork Gilbert drew without any of the lettering he was also including. The finished strip was never published. Instead, there was a bizarre “apology” from Public News publisher Bert Woodall published in its place.









 

 



 

I know many artists who put up exhibitions that are attended only by their friends and family. It’s dispiriting. I think Gilbert was feeling that a little. At some point, you have to ask yourself what is the point?



“Amarillo” was an 11-page story published in Pictopia in 1992. (It got its start as a self-published zine in 1990.)
“The Worst Possible Job” was published in American Splendor: Comic Con Comics in 1996.
It’s All True was published in summer 1995 by Apeshot Studios Press (i.e., by Scott Gilbert himself).

The Xeric grant was founded by Peter Laird, who had hit the jackpot when he and collaborator Kevin Eastman self-published the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. He wanted to encourage cartoonists to self-publish and the Xeric grant was how he did this. It was part of his non-profit foundation, the Xeric Foundation. It gave out grants from 1992 to 2012. Other recipients included Megan Kelso (1993), David Lasky (1993), Jason Lutes (1993), Adrian Tomine (1993), Tom Hart (1994), Jessica Abel (1995), James Sturm (1996), Ellen Forney (1997), Gene Yang (1997), Jason Little (1998), David Choe (1999), Jason Shiga (1999), Anders Nilsen (2000), Jordan Crane (2001), Brian Ralph (2001), Donna Barr (2002), Lauren Weinstein (2002) and Josh Neufeld (2004). If Xeric were a publishing house, it would have to be considered one of the best of its era.