The opportunities provided by the 2008 New York Comic Con to comics publishers and consumers alike entailed a harrowing human cost.
I went for many reasons. I went to immerse myself in the sights so characteristic of these gathering spaces at the intersection of art and commerce. I went to observe freakish outsider artists grimly making a living selling their work. I went to "network" with people, hoping to obtain a meal, or perhaps momentary companionship, in exchange for sex drawings of a favorite fictional character.
I did not dismiss the possibility of finding new works of visual or literary merit. Did I find any? It is hard to say. I spent much of my time at a remote part of the exhibition hall devoted to "small publishers." Moreover, I focused on those comics companies presumably in greatest need of my skills (see above).
Still, this Mammal Magazine is okay. I am not really a fan of some of the artists' explanation of their works, or their, um, play with signs. However, the artwork on the cover of their latest issue, depicting a major conflict between some kind of cybernetic Caesar and a barbarian warrior with a face right out of a Byzantine mosaic, is magnificent, maybe the best thing I have seen in my life.
Dave Sim's blog rarely fails to interest. Dave Sim is the author of Cerebus, a beautifully rendered 18-volume sexual psychodrama about a man's place in society. Here, he explains why men need to keep bitches in line. "A car with two steering wheels, two gas pedals and two brakes [drives less efficiently] than a car with one steering wheel, one gas pedal and one brake...[therefore] marriage [should not] always be an equal partnership," writes Sim. The common-sense analogy of the automobile marks this as the direct, honest writing of a man, rather than the flowery crap women pass off as "communication."
Dave Sim then forms a surprising alliance with sensitive confessional comics creator Jeffrey Brown (author of "Every Girl is the End of the World for Me"). In a letter to Sim, Brown rebuffs his critics, explaining why his boring comics are often so self-indulgent, inadequate and dull: "I view my work as a whole as work in progress... I still have a ways to go before I reach my potential."
A prolific critic of comics has linked to the exchange in a long article that makes an important point but doesn't argue it convincingly.
Unfortunately none of the above-mentioned persons or groups, except for Mammal Magazine, were actually present at the 2008 New York Comic Con. Indeed, the work I saw at the Comic Con mostly dealt with zombies in a "humorous" way (by "humorous," I mean zombies were incongruously referenced in these works).
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