Jaime Hernandez for Sale

Early in 2010, The Art of Jaime Hernandez: The Secrets of Life and Death by Todd Hignite was published by well-known art book publisher Abrams. This monograph was beautifully designed, with page after page of original art, sketches, poster art, partially completed drawings, color guides and more. The text was incisive and sensitive. I suspect any comics artist would be thrilled to have a monograph like this one written about their work. I would love to see more books like this.

In addition to being a writer, Hignite is Consignment Director for Heritage Auctions. Heritage Auctions is an auction house based in Dallas, TX. It primarily sells work in internet auctions, although it does also have floor sales. To quote Heritage’s website, “Heritage Auction Galleries is the largest collectibles auctioneer and third largest auction house in the world. We are also the undisputed Internet leader in our field.” That field includes a lot of comics and comics art.

In the past, Heritage has been somewhat weak on alternative or underground comics. They seem to have been making an effort over the past year to correct this. There has been a good deal of high-quality underground comix artwork sold (including a lot of very expensive items by Robert Crumb), and since March of 2010, there has been more-or-less weekly sales of Jaime Hernandez pages.

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Overthinking Things 1/2/11

First!

Okay, now that that little bit of juvenile Forum humor is out of my system, Happy New Year!

You may have noticed that I use very few images in this column. For a column that talks about comics (and especially given the detailed commentary of the other columnists on meaning and composition,) this might seem weird. As much as I love anime and even more so manga, images are not what I notice.

Sure, I like a pretty picture as much as the next person, but I’ve been describing myself as “graphically impaired” for many years. I can see the art, and when called upon to do so, I can describe the art. I have only some of  the vocabulary to critique the art,  and none of the critical vocabulary to compare and contrast the art to….whatever.  But, the reality is, I don’t *look* at the art all that often. Not until I already like a story. For me the story is about the words.

What do you get when you take the art out of manga?

Very often,the words alone are not enough to carry the story. Removing the art, or part of it, can turn a slice-of-life comic strip into a surreal experience, such as Garfield minus Garfield. But this doesn’t stop Japanese companies from finding a way to make it work. Which brings us to my favorite way to experience manga – Drama CDs.

I mentioned Drama CDs briefly last month in my discussion of Hana no Asuka-gumi. Drama CDs are the step between manga and anime; a dramatization of the story performed by voice actors and actresses, without the visuals of either still art or animation.  The best of these are original stories that give a fan more time to spend with beloved characters, many are performaces of an already-known story, much like BBC Radio Dramas.  I find them appealing on several levels – they give me a deeper relationship with the story, as I hear it “come to life,” they add a layer of understanding to the characters as scenes are acted out, and they challenge me to understand spoken Japanese, something that I’m much weaker at than I’d like to be. (The side effect, I should warn you, of practicing Japanese listening skills by listening to Drama CDs is that your vocabulary becomes irrevocably skewed. I can follow detailed conversations about certain technical things, but cannot follow a conversation about everyday average things overheard on a subway.)

Not all manga is profound and likewise, many Drama CDs may be entirely absurd. And yet, there are moments that make it all worthwhile. Sometimes, it’s the moment when Sid and Nancy finally make their appearance and get to blister our ears with their rendition of hardcore punk cursing (Hayate x Blade,) sometimes it’s in the moment when Touko’s voice drops down into thrillingly sexy tones (Hatsukoi Shimai) and sometimes it’s in the after moments, during the cast talk, when actors blur the lines themselves and the roles and we explode from an adorable non-canon moment. (Maria-sama ga Miteru: Parasol wo Sashite.)

The as-yet-untranslated series Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou (Yokohama Shopping Log) has, ironically, some of the most beautiful art I’ve ever seen. There is very little dialogue -whole chapters pass with no words at all. In the manga, android protagonist Alpha has developed a quiet lifestyle of her own. During the day, she runs a coffee shop (which rarely receives visitors, as she lives off the beaten path.) Alpha likes to craft whirylgigs, and and she likes things that are fished-shaped. She rides around on her scooter, taking pictures. And sometimes, when she’s in the mood, or when her friend and admirer Kokone (another android) visits, she takes the Moon-Lute down and plays, and sings. As a present to start off the new year, I offer to you a quiet moment with Alpha, a cup of coffee and the Moon Lute.

Humming to the Moon

Sometimes the best part of a manga are the moments when we stop thinking and just listen.

Utilitarian Review 1/1/11

On HU

First I wanted to highlight this lovely comment by composer and artist Diamanda Galas, responding to James Romberger’s essay about David Wojnarowicz. The thread actually has a ton of thoughtful and heartfelt responses from Wojanrowicz’s associates and others. It, and the original article, are well worth reading if you missed them.

We started the week with a post by Domingos Isabelinho on Mat Brinkman.

Stephanie Folse continued her Elfquest reread with issue #2.

Sean Michael Robinson argued that the concept of talent is not helpful in teaching art.

I didn’t much like Hitchcock’s 39 Steps.

Ng Suat Tong discussed Tobias Tycho Schalken’s “Folkore.”

Alex Buchet provided a comics New Year gallery.

And Alex Buchet continued his series on language and comics, focusing on Batman, Smurfs, Mad magazine, and more.

Next week we should have posts on manga drama CDs; the pricing of original Jaime Hernandez art; Jason Overby, cocaine, and the internets; Gilbert Hernandez’s Human Diastrophism, and more.

Utilitarians Everywhere

At Splice Today I discuss a book by John Mullarkey about philosophy and film.

Mullarkey is insistent on the “aesthetical properties” of film. He notes that philosophers who discuss film often focus on narrative and theme and ignore mise-en-scene, editing, sound, music, etc., to say nothing of extra-aesthetic issues such as distribution, consumption and audience. Yet he’s so intent on listening to what this wonderful heterogeneity of film has to say to philosophy that he misses the most obvious point, which is that philosophy is aesthetic and heterogeneous as well. Just as film is not just it’s narrative and theme, so philosophy is not just its thought and theme.

Also at Splice I discuss a new comp of Bollywood psychedelia.

But such is the Columbus-like experience of world music crate diving, in which you compulsively pat yourself on the back for discovering that obscure fruit off which some significant proportion of the world’s population was already living.

At Madeloud I highlight some great Muppet music.

Other Links

Robert Stanley Martin on Lilli Carre’s The Carnival.

Been looking at a bunch of essays about The Wire. Interesting pieces by Marc Singer here and here/

Jonah Goldberg says the Wire is conservative here.

And a long profile of David Simon here.

Strange Windows: Keeping up with the Goonses (part 5)

This is part five of our look at comics, cartoons and language– today focusing on the comic book

Art by Don Newton and Alfredo Alcala

“Jeff and Tom are an item? Isn’t that cradle-robbing?”

“Oh, total Batman and Robin, you know.”

That same online gay and LGBTglossary consulted in part 4 gives the following definitions:

BATMAN AND ROBIN
(n., adj.)

1. Inseparable.
2. A leader and his sidekick.
3. Daddy-Son relationship; an older man with a younger lover.

This last usage chimes with Dr Frederick Wertham’s warnings about the Caped Crusader and the Boy Wonder.

Dr Wertham, struck speechless by the sheer depravity of comic books

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