My Big Apple Travels

To the Bronx and Beyond

As you know if you read my previous blog entry, I spent three days in New York City last week presenting slideshows and participating in panel discussions with my friends and cartooning colleagues Jennifer Camper and Ivan Velez Jr. Below are a few photographic artifacts of what we called our Attack of the Queer Cartoonists tour.

(I was also interviewed on Thursday by Frank DeCaro on Sirius/XM radio, by the way, but I didn’t remember to whip out my camera and shoot any pictures while that was going on.)

Above: Low-lighting and a flash camera that failed to flash made for weird color in this snapshot taken at ther Bronx Academy of Arts and Dance after our Wednesday night slideshow, but that’s OK because we were five weird cartoonists being photographed. From left to right you’re looking at Mike Diana, Carlo Quispe, me, Ivan and Jen.

Above: On Thursday night Jen and Ivan and I were joined by Joan Hilty (second from the left above), who moderated our panel discussion at Jim Hanley’s Universe.

Below: After the panel it was book-signing time.

Above: Jen, Ivan, and I field questions after our Friday night slideshow at Bluestockings Bookstore.

Above: Among the trip’s pleasures was hanging out with two cartoonists and fellow Juicy Mother contributors that I had never met before: Victor Hodge (at left above) and David Hooper (at right), who drove all the way from Washington DC to join in the fun.

Below: We could have snapped our fingers and been chauffeured around the city in limousines, of course, but being Cartoonists-of-the-People we opted for hauling our books around with collapsible luggage carriers…

…and traveling to our public appearances by subway.

Back in Town for the Waltz

I arrived home just in time to see Saturday’s performance of The Baltimore Waltz at Main Street Stage. If you live in northern Berkshire County and love theatre, you’ll really be cheating yourself if you don’t catch this very funny, very moving play before its final performance next Saturday.

Above: Michael Trainor as the stuffed-rabbit-clutching Carl and Jack Sleigh as the many-faceted Third Man.
Above: Jack Sleigh’s Third Man provides medical perspective to Carl’s sister Anna, played by Mollie O. Remillard.

Above: The medical realm gets crazier as the play progresses, but watch out for the emotional wallop Baltimore Waltz provides before the lights go down.

Ah, the Benefits One Accrues
by Having Talented Friends

For example, you’re occasionally given marvelous jewelery like the fanciful peacock-phonograph pin at left, which was bestowed on me in the course of sipping tea with my longtime pal Nina Paley, last Wednesday. Nina, as you know, has been wowing the world for over a year now with her dazzling full-length animated film Sita Sings the Blues and she also has one of the world’s most fascinating and thought-provoking blogs.

Other Nina News: She’s doing a webcomic these days called Mimi and Eunice and it is very funny indeed.

Life as a Manga Man

Some nice person surprised me a couple of months ago with a copy of Yoshihiro Tatsumi‘s massive (856 pages) fictionalized graphic memoir about his life as a manga pioneer, A Drifting Life. Perplexingly, the sender simply popped Tatsumi’s book into the mail to me without revealing his or her identity.

The giver’s anonymity makes extending a proper thank-you difficult, for sure, but let it be known, should he or she be reading this, that I am appropriately appreciative.

Comics fans who are interested in Japan’s manga culture are likely to be fascinated by Tatsumi’s drawing-board-level view of comics creation as he has experienced it and of the camaraderie (and rivalries) shared by the guys who labor in the creative trenches. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a book whose characters spend so much time drawing, but the book definitely brings back many memories of the survival issues that come with pursuing a cartooning career.

Eddie’s Inner Gardener Emerges

As a Brooklyn-born native New Yorker, my hubby has always been urban to the core — which is why his recent impulse to make our backyard garden into a thing of beauty takes some getting used to. It’s not that he has totally ignored the garden in years past. We inherited a version of it when we bought the house and have always known it had potential. Last year Eddie took tentative steps toward organizing it into a plot of earth that had more flowers and fewer weeds. But this summer he has really been out there in the sun hoeing, weeding, and sweating—and to good effect, I must say.

I, of course, have been happy to supervise from afar, since I lack the cultivation-of-vegetation gene.

Below: Eddie enjoying an "American Gothic" moment.

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I'm a cartoonist and writer, best known for my graphic novel, Stuck Rubber Baby, and my comic strip from the 1980s, Wendel.
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4 Responses to My Big Apple Travels

  1. Nice page, gratz for making time in the day to write on the alternative scene. Continue the posting and help keep the alt world alive!

  2. Charlie Metcalfe says:

    I meant “Eddie”, not “Eddy”

    Charlie

  3. Charlie Metcalfe says:

    I’m glad to be able to stay in touch with you and Eddy through the blog.

    Keep the faith!

    Charlie

  4. It was completely fab to see you and the rest of your gang. Also, Eddie looks as if being out in the yard agrees with him.