Friday, September 14, 2007

Joe and Willie, Dogfaces

I think Bill Mauldin accurately conveys the humanity of soldiers, and this is one of the most difficult and important things to accomplish. Combat soldiers gain a different perspective on life than we civilians. Bill Mauldin reassures us Americans that we're human beings, wherever we go and whatever we do. Whether we're at home reading his comics in a quiet room or reading them on a dark night in Anzio hearing shells fly overhead, Bill Mauldin quietly reminds the American civilian at home and the American soldier in the field of the one trait they will always share.


Bill Mauldin died aged 81 in January 2003. He spent two years in Europe as a soldier and cartoonist for the Stars and Stripes newspaper. He drew single panel comics about two imaginary soldiers named Joe and Willie who stood for the trials and tribulations of just about every American infantryman fighting Hitler's Reich. His experiences were in the European theater, primarily, and the invasion of Italy specifically, but Willie and Joe walked through landscapes and battlefields all over.

My dad gave me a book of Bill Mauldin's cartoons called "Up Front", published 1944, and in it Bill Mauldin talked about why he was doing what he was doing.

All the old divisions are tired - the outfits which fought in Africa and Sicily and Italy and God knows how many places in the Pacific. It doesn't take long to tire an outfit and many of the divisions that saw their first battle in France are undoubtedly feeling very fagged out right now. Like the men in the older divisions, those men have seen actual war at first hand, seeing their buddies killed day after day, trying to tell themselves that they are different - they won't get it; but knowing deep inside them that they can get it - those guys too know what real weariness of body, brain, and soul can be.

I've tried to put their weariness and their looks into Willie and Joe, who started with them and are getting tired with them.
Bill Mauldin makes no bones about the exceeding similarity of war to hell.

Since I'm a cartoonist, maybe I can be funny after the war, but nobody who has seen this war can be cute about it while it's going on. The only way I can try to be a little funny is to make something out of the humorous situations which come up even when you don't think life could be any more miserable. It's pretty heavy humor, and it doesn't seem funny at all sometimes when you stop and think it over.


Through it all, there's a serious attention to detail; Bill Mauldin knows how to draw guns and equipment, and there's a sway to his postures that I've mostly seen in newsreels and photographs. He does lighting and effects without fanfare; he uses them because that's what's needed at the time.

He kept right on trucking with his cartoons for decades after World War II. There's a deep grief in this cartoon of November 1963.

My scanner is flickering in and out, and all images are probably still copyright Stars and Stripes or elsewhere, so a glimpse is all you'll get. Willie and Joe are immensely likable and resonant, and many enjoyable hours can be spent in their company listening to all the things they had to say.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

The Man in the Bunny Suit

Hello again.

Okay, so here's a comic I wrote in 1996 or so as a troubled young man of 26 years old. My friend drew it. I can write a whole comic in like an hour and then it takes two weeks to draw it. I kept hounding my buddy and then he finally drew it. Boy, he hated that.

I thought it was funny. Some humor from the 1990s get dated, but I thought this would hold up for at least another month or two before it stopped being funny.

And remember, these are only drawings, so it's not real, and so it's okay for people of all ages to read it. That is, except if you're living with your parents and they don't like it when you're looking at naughty comics and they beat your palm with a fork - then you probably shouldn't click the thumbnail links. Anyway, if your palm is all sore from parentally administered fork beatings, or if your parents stick your arm in a pot of boiling water to "discipline" you then you shouldn't be on the internet in the first place.

Alternately, if you're in your place of business and surfing the web, you could potentially have some explaining to do if you click these links, depending on how strict your company is. If you do get called onto the carpet, you should say "If you don't want me to surf the net, don't give me an internet connection, fatty." Make sure to emphasize the word "fatty". Your boss shouldn't ask any questions after that. Once again - emphasize "fatty" by screaming it at the top of your lungs. Actually, you should know this stuff already, and I shouldn't have to tell you every damn time how to get along with your boss.

Remember - delete history, delete cookies; these are commands you can use to hide your tracks on the internet. It'll save your palm a heck of a beating, I'll tell you what.

And now, the comics. I give you "Man in a Bunny Suit" published by self, 1996.









Thursday, August 30, 2007

Giving props: Part 2




I'm giving props to Mike Allred for getting back on the horse and returning to Madan. I love Madman's look. I like the feel of Allred's art and I doubly love his story telling ability. The man is Eisner-esque in story telling prowess.

With this new volume of Madman, Allred is also stepping out a bit in terms of what he seems to want to do. If you like Scott Mcloud, Will Eisner or Moebius, then this could be the book for you. It could only be better if it were publish at the size of Red Rocket 7.

It's published by Image too, who seem to be able to get almost anything to print these days.

Lets Give Some Props: Part 1

Ok, I was gonna work up a whole treatise on why closeted DC fans and un adulterated Marvel fans need to really get off of Dan Didio and DC for destroying their memory of the 90's but instead I have decided to go in a more positive direction away from all of their panty waisted crying:



I'm Not going to do that. I am instead gonna give up some love for some artists that I just don't hear enough good things said about. In some cases you'll see some of their new projects too, which I think can more than make up for the fact that losers like Lightray have bit the dust.

First up:
Daniel Acuna!



Now I know some hard core fans of the Freedom Fighters who were pretty upset a few years ago when Superman and Batman cut them to ribbons but this guy has the talent to put this team back on the map.

Look at these guys! You got the baddest ass Black Condor ever, Samuel L Jackson as Dollman, A Phantom Lady with a rack that rivals Power Girls (even she noticed it), The Ray (HE survived the 90's purge), a stealth bomber Human Bomb, and they have even found a way to update Firbrand AND the Red Fucking Bee!

Rekanize Bitches!

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Fish Guy

The aquaman pitch that wasn't

Yeah...about Aquaman.



Nobody gives a second thought to the guy on the Coast Guard cutter. Or a lifeguard--except to mock their whistles and dumb high chairs or make dated Baywatch references.

But if you're drowning, if you fell off a boat, if a hurricane hits---man, THAT GUY is your best friend, your savior, and your god. For about 30 seconds. Then you make with the Baywatch jokes.

THAT GUY is Aquaman.



Look at him. He's wearing orange. RESCUE orange. He knows what his job is.



Look at him. He knows damn well what the world says when his back is turned. And he doesn't give a flying fish what YOU say. He has better sh** to do this morning. Guess how many giant evil sea monsters are down there. Guess. Here's a hint, Dane Dorrance and the Sea Devils fought a new one every issue FOR SEVEN YEARS. And every day, Arthur Frickin' Curry is down there either kicking the ass of a giant sea monster or ordering it to dive into the Marianas Trench forever.



Look at him. Does he look like he cares what [adult swim] says?

(By the way, it helps if you hum "America the Beautiful" while reading that)

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Comics from 1997

This comic was written and drawn in 1997 in ballpoint pen. It's biographical. It's about what I found out my roommate had done that day, just before he left to go to Amsterdam.

I scanned it out of my journal today and added the font so you could actually read what I wrote because the scanner wasn't very good.



We're smoking out of bongs in the last panel. Even if that wasn't a cartoon, the statute of limitations has expired anyway, you bastards. I'm still gonna run for office, what do you think of that, big man?

Thursday, August 9, 2007

Welcome to Bat-Con '55



The "Club of Heroes" welcomes you to Bat-Con '55!

Today's schedule:

9:00-10:00

Mimosa breakfast

10:00-11:00

Hair of the dog

11:00-12:00

Cultural stereotype gimmicks (panel: Paddy McDrinklots, The Masked Eskimo, and Dykefinger)

12:00-1:00

Liquid lunch

1:00-2:00

How to keep your pupils from showing through your mask

2:00-3:00

Kegger

3:00-4:00

Leg waxing (sidekicks only)

4:00-7:00

Happy hour

7:00-11:00

Brothel patrol

11:00-?

Beating the sh** out of everybody at Archer-Con '55