Monthly Stumblings # 15: John Porcellino
There’s a low-key sweet, quiet, melancholic visual music playing in Porcellino’s backgrounds. As he put it, better than I ever could, it’s: “A really simple grace.” A Schulzian ode to suburbia…
There’s a low-key sweet, quiet, melancholic visual music playing in Porcellino’s backgrounds. As he put it, better than I ever could, it’s: “A really simple grace.” A Schulzian ode to suburbia…
Yes, there is a desire expressed in the Nishibeta story to be like that little fish in the final frame, to swim away, down the river, desination unknown.
A close reading of a Tsuge manga.
Tom Gill responds to comments on his essay about Tsuge, Tatsume, and Fetuses in the Sewer
I agree with the basic crux of this analysis of Tatsumi. I think it is harsh but fair when it comes to metaphor and sexual values. In that era of Tatsumi’s work every oblong is a phallus and every hole a vagina, no doubt, and the misogyny is unmistakable.
In ‘Sewer’ by Tatsumi, a sewage worker finds a fetus while at work. In ‘Salamander’ by Tsuge, a salamander swimming in the sewers encounters a floating fetus.
Red Flowers. Sayako Kikuchi is lying in the shade of her tea shop. It is a warm summer day and far too hot to count the meager takings from the morning. There is the sound of cicadas in the background and we gaze up at this incessant activity with the girl. The tree before us [...]