Summers in Toronto can be apocalyptic. If it isn’t the plague of aphids infesting our air supply, it’s the flood of crap at the multiplex.
For many of us, the first thing we learned to draw was Homo Anorexia: the Stick Figure. A circle, a few straight lines, and there it was: a shaky but recognizable approximation of the human body. The Stick waltzed into our games (hangman), the surreptitious notes we passed […]
Like the singer/songwriter — a lank-haired warbler in patchouli-stained flannel — the artist/writer in comics is a very peculiar bird. Our logographer resembles a forked tongue, licking in two directions: to the left, where Staedtler crumbs and ink spills lie, and the right, to a boundless thicket of […]
“Jason,” the cartoonist’s bio begins, “was born 38 years ago in Norway. For the moment he lives in Oslo. He still doesn’t know how to drive a car.”
When I visited him in 2003, he was living in a posh, modern mid-rise, its lobby ablaze in polished surfaces that gleamed like gold teeth. A waxed baby grand languished near the concierge’s desk. His apartment on the 10th floor seemed an affront to the cool gloss below: […]
The eyes may be windows to the soul (or at least the back door to a neurosis or two) but in the pages of your favourite comic book, it’s often the hands that futz with the lock and drag you inside.