At what point in your artistic life did your style kick in ?
Whoo, hurm, um…
I think style kicks in as soon as the artist starts working - if the first thing you put pen to paper for is, say, manga swipes or Berke Breathed swipes or uncurated doodles, you know, that’s your style at that moment. Your style changes and bends and suits you better at one point than another.
I know friends of mine would show me things they drew “in my style” ever since college, and it always looked weird to me; flat, Hanna-Barbera noses, heavy black outlines, hands that looked like intestines made of concrete - but the artist doesn’t get to define their own style, right? Style is something other people decide you have, when you stand out enough for them to notice it, I reckon.
Personally, I only got HAPPY with my style about ten years ago, and every now and again I find a new corner of it to inhabit, to my delight. Some guy last year said my work reminded him of Joost Swarte, and the same day someone said it had a Mignola-esque quality, both of which I take as tremendous compliments, but I guess the question is: Is that my style or are those only the influences showing themselves?
Who do you feel is the most underrated Superman villain?
In terms of his recurring roster, it’s a tie between The Prankster and Terra-Man, although for different reasons; they keep trying to amp up the Prankster’s threat level when he really doesn’t need it, he’s fine just pulling complicated schemes that Superman can’t punch his way through. Conversely, Terra-Man needs to be amped UP, but everyone who handles him seems to be embarrassed by the guy.
I also think Amalak had a lot of potential, but mostly? Mostly it’s Super-Menace.
It’s got to be Superman Family #177 (June/July 1976 - or, possibly, Superman’s Girlfriend #53, although that’s less likely because that book came out in ‘64), because I remember really clearly reading the story below where Superman/Clark, Lois and Lana end up in some Viking village in a hidden English valley where local law requires that all women must be married, and so Lana snags Superman while Lois is saddled with Clark.
My family was moving from California to New York, and I have surprisingly clear memories of reading that story on the plane (at age 5 - probably because our heroes were ALSO on a plane at the time).
It’s one of those ghastly, hyper-corny, contrived Silver Age stories that nonetheless has one of the nicer final panels of your average Lois Lane comic:
What's this I hear about your book of story ideas? Where can I get one?
There’s a marble hourglass that commemorates the conclusion of the Battle of Pydna in 168 BC, located in the heart of the former Macedonian Empire. Spill the blood of a calf with a moon-mark on its left hoof at the vernal equinox precisely at midnight and an Eagle Gate will open in the barren Earth. Then you must descend the stairs for four miles, never looking back, until you find the B.Daltons. They got two copies left. Ask for Meryl, she knows where they are.
“I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing……Only I will remain.”—
Dave is the mind-killer. Dave is the little death that brings total obliteration I will face Dave I will permit Dave to pass over me and through me And when Dave has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see Dave’s path Where Dave has gone there will be nothing…