Okay, so I didn’t actually have Aline Kominsky Crumb, Alison Bechdel and Lynda Barry in my kitchen. I read a book called Graphic Women, which I got from the Portland library. I thought it was going to be a collection of autobio comics–they also had chapters on Marjane Satrapi and Phoebe Gloeckner–but it was actually a super-academic discussion of their work. If you can wade through the language, it makes some interesting points, especially about the way that comics can use different levels of realism and expressionism to create a visceral experience for the reader, rather than just representing past events. Hope that makes sense. Either way, it made me excited about doing autobio!
Brunch with some Predecessors
November 10th, 2011