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stillsostrange:

This dropped on Twitter today, so I guess I can share.

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The artist is Jeffrey Alan Love, and I am so very happy.

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“If you’re an aggressive individual and you want to make this your field — and there is no school. You make your own school. You make your school. I say that you borrow arms and legs and heads and necks and posteriors from anybody you can. In comics, which is a peculiar field, every man — every artist — is the other artist’s teacher. There’s absolutely no school for it. People can teach you the mechanics of it, which is good. I can see a good reason for that. But drawing a good figure does not make you a good artist. I can name you 10 men, right off the bat, who draw better than I do. But I don’t think their work gets as much response as mine. I can’t think of a better man to draw Dick Tracy than Chester Gould, who certainly is no match for Leonardo Da Vinci. But Chester Gould told the story of Dick Tracy. He told the story of Dick Tracy the way it should have been told. No other guy could have done it. It’s not in the draftsmanship, it’s in the man.

Like I say, a tool is dead. A brush is a dead object. It’s in the man. If you want to do, you do it. If you think a man draws the type of hands that you want to draw, steal ‘em. Take those hands.

The only thing I can say is: Caniff was my teacher, Alex Raymond was my teacher, even the guy who drew Toonerville Trolley was my teacher. Whatever he had stimulated me in some way. And I think that’s all you need. You need that stimulation. Stimulation to make you an individual. And the draftsmanship? Hang it! If you can decently, learn to control what you can, learn to control what you have, learn to refine what you have. Damn perfection! You don’t have to be perfect. You are never going to do a Sistine Chapel, unless somebody ties you to a ceiling. So damn perfection!

All a man has in this field is pressure, and I think the pressure supplies a stimulation. You have your own stresses; that will supply your own stimulation. If you want to do it, you’ll do it. And you’ll do it anyway you can.”

Jack Kirby, offering advice to aspiring artists during a 1970 panel with Shel Dorf at the first San Diego Golden State Comic-Con (which would later become Comic-Con International)

(Source: chrisvisions)

funeral-wreaths:

Photographic portraits by David Wilkie Wynfield, published in The Studio: A Collection of Photographic Portraits of Living Artists, Taken in the Style of Old Masters, by an Amateur, in 1864.

Unidentified man in a suit of armour
William Swinden Barber
Frederic Leighton
George Frederic Watts
William Holman Hunt

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johnleedraws:

"In 1979, Robert Weaver, the undisputed pioneer of contemporary illustration, was asked if illustration was art. He replied, ‘No. It is only a profession whose best practitioners may one day be remembered as artists. The state of the art of illustration might be compared to a third-world country; it has not yet gained control of its technology. Editors and design consultants, not artists, shape the magazine. For a work to be judged as art there must be an artist in full command of his medium. Only when he has pushed it as far as it can go can he be tested fairly by the same critical standards applied to other artists.’

Thirty-five years later, illustrators have gained more control over their medium, as a result of technology. Editors and design consultants continue to dominate the magazines, but with the advent of self-publishing and the Internet, the illustrator now has the opportunity to take full command of his medium.

Storytelling, finally in the hands of the illustrator, can now be judged as an art form.”

"We Tell Stories" 30th Anniversary of the MFA Illustration as Visual Essay program. 1984-2014. 

(via chrisvisions)

vincentnappisketchblog:

THE BORDELLO: SUCKER’S GAME

https://gumroad.com/vincentnappi

The Bordello is the story of Enzo Vega, a part time male escort busy being a fulltime lowlife, currently selling skin in the City of Sin. Sucker’s Game shows us how he got started.

See, Enzo was raised by his Uncle Dominic, an ex card shark and relic of the Rat Pack era. Dom owned a strip club, La Dolce Vita, and young Enzo grew up around a gaggle of showgirls, aging wise guys, washed up entertainers and Dominic’s best friend, a gigolo out of Miami by the name of Victor Salamanca.

Being raised around that bunch would screw any cat’s priorities up real fast, and he picked up a few things, maybe grew up a little quicker than he should have. Easy money and loose morals will do that to a guy. It’s no wonder Enzo and Uncle Dom had their little falling out, or that Enzo ran all the way to the Army to get away from things.

Sucker’s Game takes place after Enzo returns from a four-year sabbatical in a little thing called Operation Desert Storm. He finds La Dolce Vita under new management and learns that his Uncle has wound up in a hole somewhere in the desert. The new management might have had something to do with that. Did I mention they’re Russian gangsters?

It’s a story about a man who finds his back against the wall, the rug yanked out from under him, with nowhere to turn. So he decides to get creative. The only people he knows are hustlers. Time to start hustling on his own.

He takes stock of his skills and finds he’s really only good at two things in life.

Screwing and screwing up.

Who says you can’t make a buck doing either?

Toss a bad temper, copious amounts of booze, a pack a day habit and the Las Vegas Strip into the mix and you’ve got something that’s more than halfway interesting. Mix in a big dose of revenge, a healthy love of film noir, gussy it up in sharp threads and now you’re really talking.

When a guy lacking any kind of conventional morals gets pushed to the edge, there isn’t a whole lot he won’t do. Enzo Vega is that guy. Sucker’s Game is that story.

(.PDF - 112 bourbon soaked, blood splattered, perfume covered pages)

https://gumroad.com/vincentnappi

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d-pi:

azertip:

Eduard Thöny

Go to school. Simplicissimus is perfect for grave robbing. Paul Bruno is another favorite of mine and a mainstay in this publication.

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theeraserhead:

"I believe in creative control. No matter what anyone makes, they should have control over it." - David Lynch.

theeraserhead:

"I believe in creative control. No matter what anyone makes, they should have control over it." - David Lynch.

(via chrisvisions)

vincentnappisketchblog:

The Bordello: Geronimo Jackson

"Even after working for the guy about a year there wasn’t much I could tell you. Was Geronimo even his real name? Who the hell names their kid Geronimo? I didn’t know. All I knew was that once upon a time he was born out in LA with a silver spoon shoved up his ass and somewhere along the line he got bored. Started dealing to all the other trust fund babies in the Hills for fun and profit. Pills, coke, weed, the usual. Then some Mexicans got involved. There was trouble. Then he wound up out here. He didn’t talk much about life back home. Must have been some trouble…"

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3NgHVcnjVg