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Showing posts with label Cincinnati. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cincinnati. Show all posts
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Mini-Comics Day in McCleary, pt. 6
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
City Limits Gazette # Winged Monkey Angel Laughing at Midnight (May 1992)
Logo by Chad Woody, giant fungus in Washington State, Jim Ryan continues the feud with Hank Arakelian, are we a hobby or what?, comix reviews by Lynn Hansen, Bruce Sweeney's Underground Station with logo by Larry Todd, CLG profile of David Chrislip, Good v.s. Bad.
Last spring I had a chance to actually see many of the comics David talks about in the profile when Bruce Chrislip took me to his brother's house in Cincinnati last March.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Outside In-Formation # 1
Mostly by Hal Hargit with some touches by Edd Vick, published by Miscellanea Unlimited, December 1988.
This is a history of the Outside In series midway through the run. Hargit and Vick stopped at issue # 30 and the title was handed to Bruce Chrislip, who was living in Seattle but had moved to Cincinnati by the time he decided to end the series with issue # 50 in June 2003. During Outside In's 20 year, 50-issue run, over 400 artists had contributed their self-portraits.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Bruce Chrislip's SPACE Report
My old friend Bruce Chrislip filed his report on the 2011 SPACE experience in today's Midnight Fiction website.
In what must sound like an oxymoron, that was a short long weekend for me. It all went by so fast and furious. At least Bruce's report proves it wasn't a wild dream.
Also, I want to start a magazine for those us non-Buckeyes who are overly fascinated by a certain Cincinnati sausage and call it Goetta Life.
Above: Bruce and Joan, my wonderful hosts, presiding over the Cincinnati version of the Bottled City of Kandor. Shortly after this photo was taken I was introduced to Cincinnati Mayor Mark Mallory-- and I had only been in town for an hour or so!
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
SPACE 2011 Report, pt. 17
Before leaving Columbus, Bruce and I paid a visit to the Thurber House, once home to one of America's great cartoonists and humorists, James Thurber.
Naturally on a Sunday it was closed, but I enjoyed the Thurberesque dog art in the yard.
What a nice way to end a day of celebrating comic art.
Back in Cincinnati we viewed old photo albums and laughed at pictures of ourselves from the old Seattle days running around the sunny slopes of yesterday.
Many thanks to Bruce and Joan, and Bob Corby for hosting this visit.
SPACE 2011 Report, pt. 1
Bruce and Joan Chrislip picked me up at Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport before the sun rose on Friday. Without wasting any time, we headed for downtown Cincinnati to fuel our bodies for the day of touring ahead.
And Bruce ordered something called "goetta."
Here you can see this concoction in the center of the plate. It's a sausage patty with oats and onion mixed in. That last ingredient prevented me from trying it, but it looked good.
What interested me about goetta (pronounced "getta") was how knowledge of this culinary delight was pretty limited to the Cincinnati area. Informal polling in Columbus revealed that this taste treat was an unknown to the rest of Ohio.
By the time breakfast was over the sun was rising and I got a good look at downtown Cincinnati. Somehow it felt like a much older version of Spokane.
Bruce gave us a tour of City Hall, a huge structure built before Washington became a state. Having worked there for a number of years, Bruce knew the place pretty well. Jerry Springer was once the Mayor of Cincinnati, and knowing I was walking in the very halls where he worked was oddly fun.
Among the things that impressed me about this place was the large display case of awards bestowed upon Cincinnati, especially the 2nd place plaque in the 1941 National Pedestrian Protection Contest. Also the Cincinnati in miniature display, which was gathering dust but did give me a sense of the layout of the city. Here we see Bruce and Joan next to the model, like benign gods hovering over their domain.
As we left City Hall, Bruce introduced me to Mayor Mallory, who asked me if I liked politics. As I replied I enjoyed presidential trivia my cartoonists eye could see the thought balloon above his head forming the woodscrew plus ball symbol.
But hey! I'm in Cincinnati for the first time in my life, and within 90 minutes I'm shaking hands with the Mayor. Is that neato or what?
We also visited the Union Terminal, an enormous example of art deco architecture now serving as a museum. One of the staff members proudly proclaimed the facility has the largest half-dome in the United States.
Bruce and Joan took me across the Ohio River into Kentucky where we walked through a riverside neighborhood where guys like Henry Clay used to hang out. First I walk in the footsteps of Jerry Springer, and now Henry Clay-- two showmen. Here's a nice shot of the Cincinnati skyline taken from Kentucky. The river was apparently subsiding from flood stage.
On the left you can the John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge, built in the 1860s.
Hobnobbing with mayors and haunting the trails of historical figures is OK, but the real thrill of the day was meeting Justin Green and Carol Tyler, two of Ohio's cartoon treasures. Justin was part of a small group underground cartoonists who created work that had a life-changing influence on my development as a comix artist. The fanboy within of 40 years ago kept trying to surface as I visited with Justin, but hopefully I didn't embarrass myself too much.
Bruce and I visited their studio/home and then went out for lunch. Pictured in this hazy shot are Justin, Carol, daughter Julia, and Bruce at a local cafe called, I think, Sugar and Spice. Prediction: Julia will be an artist to watch.
Bruce and I then spent the rest of the afternoon with David Chrislip. Bruce's brother was a subscriber to City Limits Gazette when I was editor, and at the time supplied me with some images of Bruce's early comic work when I interviewed him (that's what brothers are for). During this visit he produced a box of comix the four Chrislip brothers had drawn in the 1960s. They were the sort of homegrown superhero stories many of us created with ball point pen on typing paper or ledgers before the days of undergrounds and photocopiers as we taught ourselves how to draw comix. It was a fun trip back in time. Pictured: Denise, David, and Bruce.
Ohio has this restaurant chain called Bob Evans, or "Blob Evans" if you listen to Bruce. I remember these cafes from my last visit to Ohio in 1999. Bruce, Joan and I went to dinner at one and they adorned my burger with a flag! I brought the little flag home and now you can see it in this pop culture crammed display with Barney Rubble wearing a Starhead Comix pin in a Bonanza cup being serenaded by the Beatles with an alien and Santa looking on. I know, I know, it's a cliche, you've seen this a million times before, but I couldn't help it.
We wrapped up the day viewing some obscure animation and video, including a local television news bit originally aired in 1973 about a comic convention. One the interviewees included my host, Bruce!
And Bruce ordered something called "goetta."
Here you can see this concoction in the center of the plate. It's a sausage patty with oats and onion mixed in. That last ingredient prevented me from trying it, but it looked good.
What interested me about goetta (pronounced "getta") was how knowledge of this culinary delight was pretty limited to the Cincinnati area. Informal polling in Columbus revealed that this taste treat was an unknown to the rest of Ohio.
By the time breakfast was over the sun was rising and I got a good look at downtown Cincinnati. Somehow it felt like a much older version of Spokane.
Bruce gave us a tour of City Hall, a huge structure built before Washington became a state. Having worked there for a number of years, Bruce knew the place pretty well. Jerry Springer was once the Mayor of Cincinnati, and knowing I was walking in the very halls where he worked was oddly fun.
Among the things that impressed me about this place was the large display case of awards bestowed upon Cincinnati, especially the 2nd place plaque in the 1941 National Pedestrian Protection Contest. Also the Cincinnati in miniature display, which was gathering dust but did give me a sense of the layout of the city. Here we see Bruce and Joan next to the model, like benign gods hovering over their domain.
As we left City Hall, Bruce introduced me to Mayor Mallory, who asked me if I liked politics. As I replied I enjoyed presidential trivia my cartoonists eye could see the thought balloon above his head forming the woodscrew plus ball symbol.
But hey! I'm in Cincinnati for the first time in my life, and within 90 minutes I'm shaking hands with the Mayor. Is that neato or what?
We also visited the Union Terminal, an enormous example of art deco architecture now serving as a museum. One of the staff members proudly proclaimed the facility has the largest half-dome in the United States.
Bruce and Joan took me across the Ohio River into Kentucky where we walked through a riverside neighborhood where guys like Henry Clay used to hang out. First I walk in the footsteps of Jerry Springer, and now Henry Clay-- two showmen. Here's a nice shot of the Cincinnati skyline taken from Kentucky. The river was apparently subsiding from flood stage.
On the left you can the John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge, built in the 1860s.
Hobnobbing with mayors and haunting the trails of historical figures is OK, but the real thrill of the day was meeting Justin Green and Carol Tyler, two of Ohio's cartoon treasures. Justin was part of a small group underground cartoonists who created work that had a life-changing influence on my development as a comix artist. The fanboy within of 40 years ago kept trying to surface as I visited with Justin, but hopefully I didn't embarrass myself too much.
Bruce and I visited their studio/home and then went out for lunch. Pictured in this hazy shot are Justin, Carol, daughter Julia, and Bruce at a local cafe called, I think, Sugar and Spice. Prediction: Julia will be an artist to watch.
Bruce and I then spent the rest of the afternoon with David Chrislip. Bruce's brother was a subscriber to City Limits Gazette when I was editor, and at the time supplied me with some images of Bruce's early comic work when I interviewed him (that's what brothers are for). During this visit he produced a box of comix the four Chrislip brothers had drawn in the 1960s. They were the sort of homegrown superhero stories many of us created with ball point pen on typing paper or ledgers before the days of undergrounds and photocopiers as we taught ourselves how to draw comix. It was a fun trip back in time. Pictured: Denise, David, and Bruce.
Ohio has this restaurant chain called Bob Evans, or "Blob Evans" if you listen to Bruce. I remember these cafes from my last visit to Ohio in 1999. Bruce, Joan and I went to dinner at one and they adorned my burger with a flag! I brought the little flag home and now you can see it in this pop culture crammed display with Barney Rubble wearing a Starhead Comix pin in a Bonanza cup being serenaded by the Beatles with an alien and Santa looking on. I know, I know, it's a cliche, you've seen this a million times before, but I couldn't help it.
We wrapped up the day viewing some obscure animation and video, including a local television news bit originally aired in 1973 about a comic convention. One the interviewees included my host, Bruce!
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Off to SPACE!
Well gang, I'm leaving in a few hours on the redeye for Cincinnati where I'll hook up with my old friend Bruce Chrislip and then we'll attend SPACE in Columbus Saturday and Sunday.
Aside from Bruce Chrislip and Mike Hill, I don't believe I've met any of the other likely attendees in person. I am so looking forward to finally making that connection with my comix comrades, old and new, on the other side of the Mississippi.
See you soon!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Bruce Chrislip Portrait of SW, 1986
While I was preparing the hallway for repainting, I noticed this framed portrait was starting to fade, so I thought I better scan it right away.
This was drawn by Bruce Chrislip back in 1986. In those days he was living in Seattle and acted as host for many cartoonist get-togethers. They were fun and offered all of us local comix artists the opportunity to meet face to face.
After Bruce and Joan moved to Cincinnati, the Seattle comix scene was never quite the same.
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