Showing posts with label cartoon art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cartoon art. Show all posts

Monday, January 29, 2018

Qualifying Feminism: Empowerment and the Arts (Part I)


Gal Gadot in her 2017 film role as Wonder Woman.

"But it was within this busy, unorthodox household, where (William Moulton) Marston upheld a "hodgepodge of Aquarianism and psychology and feminism," that Wonder Woman began to take shape. Marston proudly claimed that his most famous creation was meant to be "psychological propaganda for the new type of woman who ... should rule the world." The superhero made her debut in December 1941, the same month the United States entered World War II. With her mandate to fight "evil, intolerance, destruction, injustice, suffering, and even sorrow, on behalf of democracy, freedom, justice, and equal rights for women," Wonder Woman not only battles Nazis but also aids (in the guise of her alter ego, Diana Prince) female department-store workers on strike over meager wages."

- Melissa Anderson from her Newsday book review of The Secret History of Wonder Woman by Jill Lepore. Inset left is a Wonder Woman comic book panel (possibly from the 1970s) featuring an explosive rant which begins: "Men! It was you who did this, with your weapons and your war, and your mad need for confrontation..."

"This perception shifted over the years, however, as demonstrated in December 2016 when the United Nations decided to drop the title of "honorary ambassador for the empowerment of women and girls" which it had given to the comic book character Wonder Woman a few months prior, in a ceremony attended by the actors who had portrayed her (Lynda Carter and Gal Gadot). The title was eliminated in response to a petition signed by 44,000 people which argued that Wonder Woman undermines female empowerment due to her costume, described as a "shimmery, thigh-baring bodysuit with an American flag motif and knee-high boots". The petition stated that "it is alarming that the United Nations would consider using a character with an overtly sexualised image at a time when the headline news in United States and the world is the objectification of women and girls"...

The debate continued with the release of Jenkins' 2017 film, Wonder Woman, which according to the BBC had "some thinking it's too feminist and others thinking it's not feminist enough". Kyle Killian found an inherent contradiction in the construction of Wonder Woman as "a warrior" whom, she states, is also highly sexualized. Killian thus suggests that these elements "should not be the focus of a kickass heroine—her beauty, bone structure, and sexiness—if she is to be a feminist icon..."

- Excerpt from the Wiki entry for Wonder Woman, the 2017 film directed by Patty Jenkins. Inset right, Wonder Woman and her controversial costume.

"Spartan women, of the citizenry class, enjoyed a status, power, and respect that was unknown in the rest of the classical world. The higher status of females in Spartan society started at birth; unlike Athens, Spartan girls were fed the same food as their brothers. Nor were they confined to their father's house and prevented from exercising or getting fresh air as in Athens, but exercised and even competed in sports. Most important, rather than being married off at the age of 12 or 13, Spartan law forbade the marriage of a girl until she was in her late teens or early 20s. The reasons for delaying marriage were to ensure the birth of healthy children, but the effect was to spare Spartan women the hazards and lasting health damage associated with pregnancy among adolescents. Spartan women, better fed from childhood and fit from exercise, stood a far better chance of reaching old age than their sisters in other Greek cities, where the median age for death was 34.6 years or roughly 10 years below that of men."

- Excerpt from the Wiki entry for the ancient Greek city of  Sparta. Note that, in the ancient world, the life span of a woman was shorter than that of her male counterpart. Inset left is a bust of Helen (Helénē) of Troy (or Sparta) by the artist Antonio Canova. She was that famous swan daughter of (Spartan) Leda and the god, Zeus.

"Girls with guns, big guns - what fun! Even the most pacifistic woman - and really, I am - experiences a certain vicarious release when, with a gun in each hand, a superwoman blows away a flock of her opponents, without so much as blinking her eyes. Hell, I have a hard time swatting a fly, but when I watch Kate Beckensale blast her way through a bevy of creeps, I get to share a certain heady sense of power...

So, you go Kate, and Charlize, and Carrie-Anne... and you go Milla, and Sigourney, and anybody I may have left out. There are no underdogs quite so "under" as women, so, when you shine, all of our repressed warrior instincts finally get to kick some ass!"

- Excerpt from my (2011) PMB post "The New Superheroines - Girls With Guns." Inset right is
Kate Beckinsale as the Vampire (and Death Dealer), Selene.

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From 1987.
The word "superheroine" isn't even an official word according to my computer system's 2009 dictionary... (and maybe it isn't now, either, judging by the way it's being underlined in red as I write this post). But, considering that the comic book character, Wonder Woman, made her debut over 70 years ago (in December of 1941), and noting, too, the plethora of female warrior-types who've invigorated the film, television and comic book industries since that time, well, one would think the word would have surfaced in the English language by now.

But, as it happens, the official world transforms very, very slowly... and, in certain areas of the globe, almost not at all; and in regards to the subordination of the female gender, well, despite several "waves" of feminists - and thousands upon thousands of years spent pushing the world's population out of their (collective) wombs - women are still essentially the underdogs. The odd thing is, even when a woman is the boldest, most attractive, most ingenious person she can be, chances are she still fears she is never quite good enough and her accomplishments are trivial, often driving her to overcompensate for a deficiency she never really had. Inwardly, regardless of her accomplishments, she still feels as if she's treading water, or as if some undefinable force continues to hold her back or drag her down. This is not a delusion. Metaphorically, society - under the spell of a pervasive patriarchal zeitgeist - clipped her wings many ages ago. And this legacy - this insidious mutation - was genetically* passed down to her in such a way, that she needs no outside force to enslave her - the trappings of her prison exist at all times embedded within her own psychology.

So, the question becomes: how can a maimed bird fly?


Sunday, January 14, 2018

Back to the Mountain




It snowed in the Sandias the other day for the first time this season - you might say my third "saison en enfer" - and, although I had just shot some mountain photos over the weekend (above and after the jump) well, I had to drive back. It is, after all, both my mission and my pleasure (emphasis on pleasure).

Speaking of which, and for the record, I'm holed up in a motel again... attempting to recuperate from a respiratory infection that's been going around as of late. It's one of the hazards of the road. More human contact = more human contagions. Can't get around it. 

The good news is that I'm sleeping in a real bed again. (Ah, the luxury!) And, for this brief respite, I have a benevolent cousin and her husband to thank, who (graciously) contributed to the "cause" (i.e., my survival) this Christmas; thereby prompting me to amend this statement from my previous post: "because, quite literally, it is my friends, and only my friends, who are currently keeping me alive." In reality, family members, too, are a portion of our human equation. You'll have to forgive me; no longer having an immediate family, I forget this at times.




On the other hand, for the sake of accuracy, perfect strangers sometimes arrive out of the blue, too, lending a helping hand when least expected. For instance, at one of my lowest points earlier in the survival game, a man I never met nor even saw before suddenly approached me while I sat in my vehicle in a department store parking lot, handing me $40 (!) and saying: "Homelessness can happen to anybody." I wouldn't take his money at first, but he wouldn't take no for an answer, briskly getting in his car and driving away before any of this could register. Later, I wondered, could this have been an angelic encounter? But, no, I'm fairly certain now - despite his timely (but unwarranted) generosity - he was, indeed, a human. It took some time for me to process the information, but, well, there you have it. Humans can be unbelievably kind with no ulterior motives at all. File that in your memory banks for a rainy day...

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Rejection Letter from Walt Disney Studios, 1938


Rejection letter to an aspiring young artist, 1938
(click to enlarge)

June 7, 1938

Dear Miss Ford:

Your letter of recent date has been received in the Inking and Painting Department for reply.
Women do not do any of the creative work in connection with preparing the cartoons for the screen, as that work is performed entirely by young men. For this reason girls are not considered for training school.

The only work open to women consists of tracing the characters on clear celluloid sheets with India ink and filling in the tracings on the reverse side with paint according to directions.

In order to apply for a position as "Inker" or "Painter" it is necessary that one appear at the Studio bringing samples of pen and ink and watercolor work. It would not be advisable to come to Hollywood with the above specifically in view, as there are really very few openings in comparison with the number of girls who apply.

Yours very truly,
WALT DISNEY PRODUCTIONS, LTD.

By:
Mary Chase


Tuesday, July 22, 2014

The Pet Store - Creatures as Commodities - (featuring murals by "Phlegm")


"Cat" - urban mural - Sheffield, England - "Phlegm" (found here)
(Click on all images to enlarge)


"The more we exile ourselves from nature, the more we crave its miracle waters. Just as our ancient ancestors drew animals on cave walls and carved animals from wood and bone, we decorate our homes with animal prints and motifs, give our children stuffed animals to clutch, cartoon animals to watch, animal stories to read. We call one another by “pet” names, wear animal-print clothes. We ogle plants and animals up close on television, the Internet and in the movies. We may not worship the animals we see, but we still regard them as necessary physical and spiritual companions. Technological nature can’t completely satisfy that yearning.

But what if, through novelty and convenience, digital nature replaces biological nature? Studies show that we’ll suffer. Richard Louv writes of widespread “nature-deficit disorder” among children who mainly play indoors — something new in the history of humankind. He sees it leading to attention problems, obesity, depression and lack of creativity. Adults suffer equally. Patients with a view of trees heal faster than those forced to stare at city buildings. In studies conducted by Peter H. Kahn and his colleagues at the University of Washington, workers in windowless offices were given flat screen views of nature. They reaped the benefits of greater health, happiness and efficiency than those without virtual windows. But, importantly, they weren’t as happy, healthy or creative as people given real windows with real views of nature."

- From the 2012 NYT article, Nature: Now Showing on TV, by Diane Ackerman *


***

It was a fairly nondescript summer day... hot and hazy, glazed over with that white-gold cast that defines a predominately cloudy sky. I was in my car with no particular destination, but, as is usual, found myself gravitating towards the coast, as if the ocean was some huge magnet and neither myself (nor my car) had any choice in the matter.

Lying between myself and the shore, however, is Route 1, which, in part, is just one long, extended strip mall, punctuated by an endless repetition of shoe-box shaped buildings, identified only by their corresponding rectangular signs. These advertise everything from food to furniture, service stations, beauty salons, craft stores, consignment shops, and the occasional "Psychic Reading". On impulse I drove into the black-topped parking lot belonging to one block of buildings, featuring an outlet of a popular pet store franchise. I'd been there before... I liked to look at the small, exotic fish in the marine-life aquariums, so, I went in...

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Fear of Living Theatre presents...


Fear of Living Theatre - Pen and Ink - 1981, "N.S." (click to enlarge)


Translatable comic captions (frame by frame):

FEAR OF LIVING THEATRE presents "Antonia and Olga" (Modern Romance #1)
1) On sunny days, people stare out their windows.
2) On dark days, people stare out their windows.
3) One dark day...
4) Antonio, a hot young stud...
5) happened to be staring out his window...
6) while, across the street,
7) that cute slut, Olga
8) was staring out hers.
9) Their eyes met.
10) He got hard, right off the bat.
She got sick, and almost threw up.
11) He tried to communicate.
(Balloon: "Hey sweetie, wanna fuck?")
12) She was not impressed.
(Balloon: "Drop dead, dickhead!")
13) He tried to spit at her, but she was too far away.
14) She would've shot him, but she'd left her gun at the laundromat.
15) So, the next day...
16) He put up Venetian blinds -
she put in an air conditioner.
17) (Balloon: "And that's all, folks!")
END

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I'm back... sort of. Although I'm still in transition - a woman without a permanent address - I do have some web access, so, I thought I'd put up one more FOL.

Apparently, I'm still feeling the "fear". 

Normal posting will commence sooner or later. At which point, this post, and both the previous and the initial Fear of Living posts will be removed (from this spot) and posted on a separate pages.

Peace out.




Tuesday, February 19, 2013

More "FEAR" !


"Fear of Living" promotional panel - pen & ink - 1981, DS (as N.S.) - Published in the East Village Eye, 1982

Translatable comic captions (frame by frame):


1) Why are these men smiling?
2)  A) They're stiffs.
3)  B) It's all done with strings.
4)  C) Drugs.
5)  D) Plastic surgery.
6)  E) They're being paid for it.
7)  O)
8)  X) (Balloon: "I don't know but I wish they'd stop!")
psi)  FEAR OF LIVING COMICS
9)  9) You call this smiling?



"Fear of Living" "People" panel - pen & ink - 1981, DS as (N.S.) - Published in the East Village Eye, 1982


Translatable comic captions (frame by frame):


1) FEAR OF LIVING COMICS
2) "People,
3) People
4) who need
5) people...
6) are the luckiest people
9) in the
10) world..."
11) (Lower half) (Balloon: Frankly, I like cats better...)
END



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Why more "Fear of Living"?


Oh, I guess I'm just "in the mood", so to speak... whether y'all are or not! ;-)

(Besides which, I always hated that Streisand song...)

Incidentally, for those who can't read english... or, just can't read my cartoon writing, I'm going to add a paragraph of translatable script below, as I did just now in the previous panel.

(Note: If these strips appear blurry - trying clicking on, and viewing the larger size...)

MORE "FEAR"!



Friday, February 8, 2013

Comic Relief - "Fear of Living"


FOL Comic Panel - Pen and Ink - 1981, DS (click to enlarge)


Translatable comic captions (frame by frame):

1) FEAR OF LIVING
2) It snowed last night...
3) 10 people were killed
4) Because they did not stay in their houses!
5) 6 of the dead will be buried...
6) The other 4 will soon appear on a TV talk show,
(Balloons: "So, what's it like to be dead?"
"It could be worse"
"I miss my cigarettes")
7) write books, and endorse a laundry detergent.
"DEADLY SNOW"
8) (T-shirt:"You, too, can be a star!")
Remember: death sells!
9) So, next time it snows, do yourself a favor...
(Balloons: "It's kind of quiet here, but we like it."
"And it's cheap, too")
10) Get out of the house!
(Arrow text: Your house)
(Lower 1/2)  END
(Balloon: "Not me, I hate snow!")



Time: 1981.  Place: Lower East Side, New York City.  Consciousness: Enhanced.

Just dug this out of the files a few minutes ago and had my first and last laugh of the day (it being midnight). You kind of had to be there.  But, I don't know, it's still relevant in the sense that, as bad as anything ever is, the media blitz makes it worse. At least, that was one of my pet themes with "Fear of Living Comics"... I'll let you figure out the rest of them.

Anyway, if you're out there right now (and still have power), Jada, this one's for you! :-)

Added note, for the sake of context: "Fear of Living" was a short series of comic strips - 5 or 6 panels  -  I inked in Manhattan in 1981 as "N.S.". The first (above) was never submitted, but the others were published as small spots in The East Village Eye.


Below is a "glam" shot of myself  taken around that time by a photographer friend.



The Artist Not at Work ,1983 - Photo Credit: Steve MacNichol