Cartoon Rhinoplasty

Yesterday I had this very entry discussing my characters’ early lack of noses ready to go when, at about 6:00 AM or so, I thought I might do something a little more green for St. Patrick’s Day. I postponed the nose blog for Friday and didn’t give it another thought.

Imagine my surprise when yesterday’s Cathy-related posting over at Mark Heath’s Frog Blog popped up!

Here’s a quote:

Though Cathy lacks a nose, I wonder how many people notice? Cartoon faces can be very spare, but they’ll almost always need two things: eyes and a mouth… As long as the reader has eyes to connect with, and a mouth to study for emotional cues, the character is as real as a mirror-image.

How weird is that?! What are the odds of two cartoonists named Mark writing blogs about cartoons and their lack of noses on the very same day?!

Now I sort of wish I’d have left yesterday’s blog go out as scheduled.

Well, anyway, here it is:

I didn’t used to draw noses.

Obviously my style has evolved quite a bit in the years I’ve been drawing cartoons for a living, but I think the inclusion of noses have probably been the biggest single change.

I just could never get them to look quite right, and after some semi-regular sales, I just sort of figured it was part of what made my cartoons unique.

I’d draw them occasionally if I absolutely had to have people in profile, but they always look uncomfortable and out of place.

I picked out a couple of similar cartoons to illustrate the point, or the lack thereof. (You can click on each cartoon to see larger versions.)

EALRY NOSES

This is what I call the early nose or “no nose” version.


Early Noses

Not only is there no nose, but the mouth is contained entirely in the face and the head is basically just a simple circle. All in all, not that far removed from stick people.

MIDDLE NOSES

Here’s my experimental or middle nose period.


Middle Noses

The mouth has more of a Simpsons overbite vibe, and the head is looking more like a head, but the nose is even more awkward than simply leaving it off in the first place.

If you look closely, you can see the line for the nose is slightly thinner than the rest of the face. Definitely less confidence here.

CURRENT NOSES

And here’s where we are today…


Current Noses

Although my mother has referred to them as looking too “wtichy,” I really like them. I think they add a nice angular touch to a more naturally rounded head and better looking mouth.

So why so long to draw decent noses, or even noses at all? Got me.

I do have a not insignificant schnozz, but I’ve never been that concerned about it.

I think it was one of those things I had trouble with and simply avoided as long as I could. But, in the end, I think I’ve hit my style right on the nose.

Green Ham, No Eggs

Last night I watched the Porky Pig cartoon with the two leprechauns…

Wearing of the Grin

Not the greatest of the classic Looney Tunes, but not bad.

After doing some looking around on Google about it I found some interesting stuff, but this Dell comic (#426, Sept/Oct 1952) cover caught my eye instead and it was too much fun not to include today.

Scalawag Leprechaun

Sure and here’s hopin’ ya have ye a Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

Ed Emberly and a Trip Down Memory Lane

Ed Emberley's Drawing Book of Animals

I was checking out Drawn! the other day (and feeling like a complete artistic fraud as a result BTW) and I ran across this great little blurb on Ed Emberly and it prompted a trip down memory lane.

I remember getting the book pictured above through the school book order and drawing frogs and dragons until the cows came home. (I grew up in Iowa, so that’s a lot of drawing!)

I also used to have this great plastic light up desk that came with all of these sheets with Spider-Man in different poses for you to trace. I, of course, traced all the cool Spider-man stuff and passed it off as my own to friends at school, and then I traced the Sunday comics until the cows… Never mind.

Anyway, another great learning experience was a cartooning class taught by the local newspaper’s cartoonist. (Remember those?!) It was at the Bettendorf Public Library and technically an adult course, but my Mom, looking to feed a cartoon hungry young lad, got them to allow me in after much paperwork and a letter from my school’s art teacher. It was seven or eight weeks long and I wasn’t very good, but it really got the ball rolling.

I think the other big cartooning strike of lightning came my freshman year in high school. I was in art class doing one of our first projects for the year and the teacher noticed my cartoony take on it and recommended I try to cartoon for the school paper. I drew editorial cartoons for The Lance on national issues for four years earning strange looks from my fellow students, but raves from the teachers and other adults. I’m not kidding myself that this was great work, but it was certainly better than average and, while not planting the cartoon seed, it certainly watered and fertilized it.

I’d love to say at this point that I went to art school in college and studied design and the old masters and all of that, but I took another route and majored in jazz trombone performance. A choice I certainly don’t regret as my trombone playing took me around the world and earned me countless friends and a nice living when I was young, but it did slow down my cartooning aspirations.

Back to Emberly, I can’t believe it, but he’s still going strong today with his own website and lots of fun stuff for kids to do! I only hope in a few years that my son will enjoy his stuff half as much as I did.

This is long overdue, but thanks, Ed! Thanks a lot!

Beware the Ides of R. Crumb

Kept On Truckin'

Check out some good stuff on R. Crumb and his new R. Crumb Handbook at Newsweek online.

Here’s an excerpt:

For the past four decades, since his first successes in the countercultural underground “comix” of the 1960s, Crumb has made strange and hilarious art out of his own neuroses. Insecure and paranoid, obsessed with sex in general and women with big behinds in particular, mad for music recorded before World War II, Crumb has never been afraid to draw and write about his own foibles and fantasies. What’s noteworthy about his efforts is that he manages to draw his viewers in, he makes us keep turning pages. He shocks us, but he makes us laugh. He repels us, but he makes us realize that we’re just as much a part of this sleazy, baggy-pants world he’s drawing as he is. And if he reads this, he’ll probably throw up.

I’m gonna be honest here, I don’t know a lot about Crumb and his work. I’m also reading a lot of Comic Art lately and I’m finding myself overwhelmed with how much I don’t know about a lot of artists.

Cartoons have such a wide range of content and form that I sometimes wonder if I’ll ever have the time to know as much as I’d like/need.

(BTW… Beware today…)