Saturday, 4 July 2020

Requiem 1986 -Paul Ashley Brown and Ben R Dilworth

Today was supposed to be my weekend to relax but IO ended up clearing out and looking over old files. I did try relaxing in 1977 but ended being driven in an army land rover at speed over an East German minefield. That won't be in my autobiography.  As for the files well you can see over at the AOP blog.

Anyway, splice me a vegetarisan kipper sandwich for lunch iof I did not make a related find! Yesterday I was looking at the back of a Zine Zone and there was the back page ad for Requiem Two and amongst contributors was one Paul Brown.  "What did he contribute?" my aged brain asked me...I often have conversations and arguments with myself but I am NOT medicated (unlike my shampoo).
Well out of the cupboard and from behind the skeletal remains fell a copy of the book itself. The zine was edited by Dan Rickwood and Adam Thomas who,  last I heard, were doing time at Her Majesty's pleasure over an act of gross indecency with a tadpole.

The whole point of the British Comic Book Archive was not to just focuss on the professional artists, writers and publications but also the Small Pressers who often produced work based on more contemporary life and events.  Their contributions to art, etc are just as important as that of H E Pease, Marie Duval, E Banger, John Cooper or Mike Western.

So I opened up the zine and there was Paul Ashley "Smash the state" Brown's contribution. Bang on for the time.



jjjjjjLuckily I guided Paul away from the Crayola crayons and since this piece in 1986 he has made good progress and in another 35 years he should be fine.  oooh I can be such a beyotch!

But that issue also contained a strip by Ben Dilworth -published in portrait format so that is the way I present it here. Again, Ben was lucky that I found and guided him into obscurity  fame if not fortune.


I miss the cutting edge, raw zines that had that dark feel and was more about what was going on. I despair at modern zines where the creator constantly moans about mummy and daddy not sending their allowance so they will miss the pub crawl or how....well, more "I need attention" stuff.

I may be wrong: prove it.

Saturday, 28 March 2020

SELF-PORTRAIT WITH PHOTOCOPIES - THE DIARY ZINES OF JAMES NASH & ISABEL GREENBERG


THAT'S WELL ART SCHOOL-A Visual Journal(Parts the First & Second) by Isabel Greenberg   88 pages A5   £5 each
IT'S NICE TO HAVE A FRIEND SUCH AS YOURSELF-DIARY COMICS 2007 & THE PRESENT IS NOT A PURGATORY-DIARY COMICS 2008           by James Nash 48 pages 14.5 x 40 cm   £5 each
 Recently, I've been fortunate enough to have found myself re-acqainted with the re-emerging world of self-published zines. While they certainly haven't ever gone away since the heady days of Paul Gravett's Fast Fiction at the Westminster Comic Mart's, or our own erstwhile CBO Uberfuhrer Mister Hooper's Zine Zone, of the 80's and 90's, there does seem to be a certain new renaissance in the form. While previously the influence was primarily the comic book world, and it's own fandom, many of the new artists using this medium originate from the Illustration and Graphics courses around the country's Universities. Certainly ,as part of their courses, they are being taught the benefits of finding ways of promoting their work that allows complete control over it's presentation, and a way of finding oneself an audience directly, as well as a perfect mode of self-expression. Which is where the perfect vehicle of the self-published zine comes in. Of course, above all else, the content and it's execution are what truly counts.



So, what do you actually do for content, when you're just finding yourself as both a person and an artist ? There's an old adage that says, "Write about what you know." Which will usually result in a plethora of work that one can lump together as "Autobiographical". Now, I've an admission to make here. Whenever I see work which is  "autobiographical", I tend to want to run in the opposite direction. There are very few people who can produce work which is autobiographical, or personal, that is truly interesting, honest and revealatory. In comics I can only think of three off  the top of my head, Robert Crumb, Chester Brown, and Eddie Campbell's brilliant Alec strips. After all, there's only so much chronic self-indulgent masturbation a reader can take (see my problem with perception here ?). Frankly, the zine world, like the comic book  world, is full of hopelessly delusional losers, erk, sorry, um, quirky and interesting individuals who have a story to tell. But only some of them are worth reading. Two of which are James Nash and Isabel Greenberg, whose work I recently picked up at the Handmade & Bound and Alternative Zine & Book Fairs in Euston (see a previous posting by yours truly on CBO ).

What both James and Isabel's work have in common immediately is that they both produce what are essentially diary comics, small moments of their days jotted down and drawn out in seemingly simple and direct expressions within either a page or few panels. Funnily enough they also both feature briefly in each other 's work, after meeting each other I believe at one of the aforementioned events ( Yes, readers, the zine world is indeed a hotbed of incestuous artistic  relationships, hence this review !) Obviously, the content of the pages revolve around their interrelationships with friends, family and work colleagues, and here and there the odd stranger.

In Isobel's That's Well Art School, we follow Issy's daily observations while attending her Illustration course at Brighton, hanging out with her flatmates and boyfriends, and on holiday with her family. Her drawing is simple, direct and has a freshness and immediacy to it that works well in visually describing each daily snapshot. Her cast of characters are well delinated and recognisable, and she maintains a diversity in visual information that means that the content never becomes repetitive or dull. It helps that the majority of the dialogue and written exchanges are bright, witty and charming. There's a lovely sense of humour throughout, as well as a really sweet-natured outlook in Isabel's observations, that on finishing reading this, made me want to see more of her work. Thankfully, as well as the Visual Journal, she's also produced some other zines of more diverse material, including the wonderfully necessary Cheer Up Love, It's Only A Credit Crunch, a zine that offers stories of hope to warm your heart when you can't afford to switch on the heating ! This zine features the strip which won her the Second Prize in the Johnathan Cape/Observer Graphic Short Story prize. I recommend you visit her website for more details at www.isabelnecessary.com.

James' two zines are a collection of small diary strips, produced daily over the course of the last two years. Each 14.5 x 40 cm page of the 48 page collection contains 6 strips, usually 2 to 3 images in length, each a small observation or episode of James' day, whether working in his job at the bank, going to gigs and parties with his friends, or loitering around his flat in an abject funk of depression, as well as some insights as to producing the very work you're reading. At first, his drawing style takes a bit of getting used to, his characters, including himself, reduced to being described in a very succinct way, big heads with dotted eyes and a slashy mouth. Initially, this seemed as if it didn't allow for too much difference of expression, but on continual reading, the seeming economy of style is deceptive.I t's actually suprising just how much detail is contained within some of these strips. What impressed me greatly about James' work, was the incredible frankness and emotional honesty within it. He doesn't flinch from depicting himself as being flawed, or a jerk in dealing with his friends on occasions, and there's a real moving honesty in his depiction of going through what is obviously serious depression. This is brave stuff for someone so young. That's not to say it's all doom and gloom, there are also some really warm and funny moments, and some lovely tender episodes with his family. What also was impressive to me, was the sheer ambition and dedication in continuing to produce work on a daily basis over the period he has, to a level of consistency and quality that is to be applauded for someone still finding themselves artistically. I certainly recommend trying at the very least one of his zines, if not all of them. Go to www.jamesnashlovesyou.com. Who knows, you may just feel the same.

 In my humble opinion, both Isabel and James deserve to find a wide audience for their work.Though both in their early twenties, there is already enough substance in their work to suggest they could well be very distinctive talents if they can obtain an encouraging and supportive readership at this early stage in the development of their artistic voice. I hope they can continue their work for a long while yet. You can certainly help by going and buying their zines !

Paul "Well Arty-Farty" Brown

Tuesday, 3 March 2020

British (early) Fan Press Publications

Some of the last things my scanner did before blowing!


 FANTASY DOMAIN 1973 (above) 1972 (below)

FANTASY TRADER 1979
 NEW AEON 1979
 MORPHIOUS from 1974

 HEROES UNLIMITED  1967 (above) and 1968 (below) lots of art by Paul Neary showing a Carmine Infantino influence.


BLITZINE 1975

 Inserted in some of the 1978/1979 fanzines is this flyer....STERANKO!!!

Friday, 28 February 2020

Yes, The Cover Really DOES Matter

To be honest, unless you have an artist drawing his own book cover, as a publisher-editor you need to learn fast how to put covers together -and promo pieces.

Everything has to march up from text type, colour of text, size  of text and so on. Lettering that is too large or too much cover text can ruin the cover art. You do not want that -the cover art is what catches the punter or potential customer's eye.

Even in black and white everything has to work. The dark, simple cover for Ben Dilworth's The Dark Night Detectives is a case in point.

Here are examples of art rejected or used.

All material/character (c)2020 Black Tower Comics & Books/T. Hooper-Scharf