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The Art of Illustration


Illustrators articulate what a photograph cannot. Using an array of techniques and styles, illustrators evoke stories and meaning in a variety of mediums, from editorial illustration in magazines and newspapers, to comics books, to activist media. And as their tasks over the years have become less informational and more expressive, their individual voice as artists becomes all the more critical and beautiful, revealing an exciting and awe-inspiring age of illustration  ↓

•→ The Universal Arts of Graphic Design ⇐

Where’s Wally?, published in the United States and Canada as Where’s Waldo?, is a series of children’s books created by British illustrator Martin Handford. The books consist of a series of detailed double-page spread illustrations depicting dozens or more people doing a variety of amusing things at a given location. Readers are challenged to find a character named Wally hidden in the group. Wally’s distinctive red-and-white striped shirt, bobble hat, and glasses make him slightly easier to recognise, but many illustrations contain «red herrings» involving deceptive use of red-and-white striped objects. Later entries in the long-running book series added other targets for readers to find in each illustration.The books have also inspired a TV show, comic strip and a series of video games.

Where’s Wally?’ is the title of the first book in the series published in 1987: Wally travels to everyday places, where he sends postcards to the reader (=the pictures in the book), and the reader must locate him in the postcard …

The Wally series is quite evocative of an earlier children’s book titled ⇒«Where’s Wallace?«⇐ (by Hilary Knight), in which a red-headed orangutan escapes from the zoo and «hides» in highly detailed picture panoramas, including beach, department store, circus, stadium, and museum.

∇ German film director Werner Herzog thinks aloud on Wally’s crowded settings  ⇓

Where to begin?  Top-left corner . . .

He is somewhere in this noisy chaotic morass of society – his own fellow traveller, Waldo, a man unstuck from place to place, who travels the world on foot. His only lifeline to his friends and family, a litany of dreary picture postcards sent from arbitrary locations the world over . His postcards do nothing to convey the humanity, it’s a madness of all those adventures. For that, we must go find him.

Waldo leads, drinking, scattered behind him, shedding a bake of objects as he goes.  That story to cease leaving ten are a series of transmissions from the past, sent in a code we cannot decipher. Is that a scroll or merely a rolled-up towel? After trying so hard to find the scroll, I’ll be sure we can handle a real answer. Occasionally, Waldo is all but impossible to ferret out. Sowheres wmetimes it seems like he’s barely trying.

At the ski slopes, I find him almost immediately. At the sea, I hunt until I am mad, and yet Waldo does not reveal himself to me. Oh! There he is! Hello, my little friend. Wait a moment. Who is that man disappeared? I have seen him before… you see, pursuing Waldo from place to place, country to country, someone must warn our hero. That is everyone so preoccupied this at the airport, setting mister man at the hour right before them. Perhaps they’re experiencing a collective nightmare of impending disaster. Who is Waldo’s pursuer meeting this at the museum? If only I could warn Waldo of this conspiracy. His naïvety will be his undoing, as it will be for each of us in term.

Why all this travel, this search for Waldo – but what is Waldo searching for? Perhaps he’s not searching at all, but running from something. Does this man even want to be found, or in searching for Waldo did we really find ourselves? No, probably not.

This has been ‘Where’s Waldo’. I’m Werner Herzog. Good night Saban House.

♦  No Quarter  ↓  [Led Zep]

Close the door, put out the light
Y’know they won’t be home tonight,   oh-whoa-whoa-oh
The snow falls hard,  and don’t y’know
the winds of Thor are blowin’ cold
They’re wearin’ steel that’s bright and true,   ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
They carry news that must get through
They choose the path where no one goes

They hold no quarter, they, they hold no quarter
Uhh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uhh-huh

Walkin’ side-by-side with death
The Devil mocks their every step,   ooh, ooh-ooh
The snow drives back the foot that’s slow
The dogs of doom are howlin’ more,  oh, oh-oh
They carry news that must get through
to build a dream for me and you,   aw-whoa-whoa
They choose the path where no one goes,   oh-oh, ooh-ooh

They hold no quarter,  they ask no quarter
They hold no quarter,   ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh,   they ask no quarter
Ahh, ahh, ah-ah-ah-ha, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
Oh,  the pain,  the pain without quarter,   oh, ho, oh, oh, oh
They ask no quarter / Ah, yeah, without quarter, quarter, quarter
They need no quarter / Won’t they give me no
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ha-ah-ah ha-ah, ha-ha/
Dogs of doom are howlin’ more, give me quarter
I hear the dogs of doom a-howlin’ more

♦  Eurythmics   ⇓  «Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)» _ 1983

Sweet dreams are made of this  –  Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas  –  Everybody’s looking for something

Some of them want to use you  –  Some of them want to get used by you

Some of them want to abuse you  –  Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this  –  Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas  –  Everybody’s looking for something

Hold your head up  –  Keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up  –  Movin’ on, keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on,  keep your head up

Movin’ on, hold your head up, movin’ on, Keep your head up

Some of them want to use you  –  Some of them want to get used by you

Some of them want to abuse you  –  Some of them want to be abused

Hold your head up  –  Keep your head up, movin’ on

Hold your head up, movin’ on  –  Keep your head up, movin’ on . . .

Sweet dreams are made of this  –  Sweet dreams are made of this

♦  Brenda Lee  ↓  ‘Sweet Nothings’

(whispering)   uh huh honey  …   alright

My baby whispers in my ear – Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
He knows the things I like to hear – Mm, Mm, sweet nothings

Things he wouldn’t tell nobody else
Secrets, baby, I keep them to myself
Sweet nothings Mm, Mm sweet nothings

We walk along hand in hand – Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Yeah, we both understand – Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Sittin’ in class or trying to read my book
My baby, give me that special look
Sweet nothings Mm, Mm, sweet nothings

I’m sitting on my front porch – Mm, Mm sweet nothings
Well, do I love you? Of course
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings
Mama turned on the front porch light
And said «Come in darling, That’s enough for tonight»
Sweet nothings
Mm, Mm, sweet nothings – Sweet nothings . . .

◊  ‘As If You Said Nothing’  ↓

Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew) is a fictional character, a superhero in the Marvel Comics Universe. The character first appeared in Marvel Spotlight #32 (February 1977), and 50 issues of an ongoing series titled Spider-Woman followed. After its conclusion she was depowered, and fell into disuse, supplanted by other characters using the name Spider-Woman.

The song, by Scottish composer Craig Armstrong, came off the Kiss of The Dragon soundtrack.

I was thinking what I’d say
For I found out when you left me
It’s the something I think everyday
That I long for to tell the story

I was wondering my love
Our love is something special
Here I found you could stay
Today isn’t the same

As if you said nothing  –  Nothing at all
As if you said nothing

All the time you knew   I tried to be good
To do the right things
You can help me find my way

[French speaking solo]

As if you said nothing  –  Nothing at all . . .
As if you said…


¤ Underground Comix   ⇓

  ⇐ The Confessions of Robert Crumb [1987 BBC Arena documentary]
•→ http://www.zubeworld.com/crumbmuseum/ ←
 •→ http://www.lambiek.net/artists/c/crumb.htm ←
¤ Gilbert Shelton  ⇓   The Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers

◊  Sheila Chandra  ⇓  ‘Song to the Siren’   [T Buckley]

Long afloat on shipless oceans  I did all my best to smile
‘Til your singing eyes and fingers  drew me loving to your isle
And you sang
Sail to me  –  Sail to me  –  Let me enfold you
Here I am  –  Here I am  –  Waiting to hold you

Did I dream you dreamed about me?  Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning – Broken lovelorn on your rocks,
For you sing, «Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow:
O my heart, O my heart shies from the sorrow»

I am puzzled as the newborn child – I am riddled at the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?  Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, «Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you:
Here I am, here I am, waiting to hold you»

¤  Sirens ↓  [music by Harry Gregson-Williams]

¤  Robert Mankoff

←A cartoonist and the cartoon editor of The New Yorker, Bob Mankoff is one of the nation’s leading commentators on the role of humor in American business, politics, and life. A successful entrepreneur, he created The Cartoon Bank (now a New Yorker Magazine company), the world’s largest and most influential cartoon licensing businesses.

Robert Mankoff was always funny, but that doesn’t mean that his path to the New Yorker was an easy one – he submitted 2,000 cartoons to the magazine before being published. He charts his cartooning career and explains the unique struggles of being a cartoon editor.

•  The link below will take you to a 2009 interview with the cartoonist.

. . . Transcript included! Making Sense of Humor

•  Robert Mankoff, cartoon editor of the New Yorker, explains how humor “works,” what it can explain about human nature, and considers the limits of bad comedic taste.

. . . With transcript again!   http://bigthink.com/ideas/16502



←Jean Giraud ‘Moebius’

… died at 73 (March 11, 2012); master comics artist Moebius’ signature became shorthand for singular and strange visions in comics. The French artist also contributed to the look of films such as ‘Alien’, ‘Willow’ and ‘Tron.’

Among his most famous works are the Western comic series Blueberry he co-created with writer Jean-Michel Charlier, one of the first Western anti-heroes to appear in comics. Under the pseudonym Moebius he created a wide range of science fiction and and fantasy comics in a highly imaginative and surreal almost abstract style, the most famous of which are Arzach, the Airtight Garage of Jerry Cornelius, and The Incal. Blueberry was adapted for the screen in 2004 by French director Jan Kounen. In 1997, Moebius and cocreator Alejandro Jodorowsky sued Luc Besson for using The Incal as inspiration for his movie The Fifth Element, a lawsuit which they lost.

♣→ In Search of Moebius [BBC_2007]

¤  Roy Lichtenstein    [1923-1997]
«Some people are shocked at how closely Lichtenstein’s comic-book appropriations follow their sources; whole Web pages are devoted to outing this “plagiarism.” But Lichtenstein needs to stay close to those sources because he’s a realist, out to convey the picture-world we all live in—the way Rembrandt captured Amsterdam’s burghers and Hopper portrayed dawn in New York.»

Blake Gopnik [thedailybeast.com]

•→’Woman with Flowered Hat’ sold at auction for $56,123,750 on 15 May 2013

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