I've started another blog--

--dedicated to story books.

Here are a few cover previews.
Just click on the link "Vintage Story Books"
to go there.

Potter's three-headed pooch--

This is the only Harry Potter piece I created while at WBSS.

thanks to "feets" for the iphone shot.

Best 'SPIRIT' image in a while --

by Paul Rivoche

a nice late afternoon...

Sometimes I like to crack open a book and copy some of the art contained therein. Just a quick remix or two of artwork by artists I admire.
In this case the book is 'Masters of American Comics'.
I can't say I'm crazy about this whole collection but there are some nice images in it.
I spent some time in the yard sketching from it late this afternoon and I had some fun.

the day...



the book...



the sketches...







Do you ever do this type of thing?

"Think of the nose as a rudder."

Sketches from Bob Kato's
'Drawing the Human Head' workshop...

foggy and windy...

Just a silly sketch made on the Cintiq at work, during a very quiet day.

Happy New Year!!!

Image TM & © Curtis Publishing

Love to all of you who have left comments in this past year!

Go to curtispublishing.com to order J.C. Leyndecker prints.

A little Christmas "SPIRIT"!

I unintentionally lied in the last post.
I said that the first fan letter I'd written was to Dave Stevens. It wasn't. The first one was to Will Eisner, during the Kitchen Sink Spirit magazine days. In fact that's where my first fan art was published. A short time later I had the chance to meet Mr. Eisner at a book signing at Forbidden Planet in NYC. I showed him my published sketch of Popeye coming to the aid of a dazed Spirit and Will graciously signed it for me, along with a few other items I'd purchased.

A few years later I was publishing the Honeymooners comic book and since one of the issues featured Ralph and Ed coming up against gangsters my partner Norm Abramoff suggested we interview Will Eisner. Our books always featured an interview with either a cast member from the TV show or a personality that would suit the theme. After talking with Will and getting clearances to use art from his latest graphic novel "The Dreamer" and permission to use his distinctive signature logo on the cover art we began a correspondence that lasted for many years.

In the early '90s I began sculpting figurines of obscure vintage characters from animation and comic strips, as well as maquettes of original characters. I sent one of the sculpts I made to Will, based on his character "Kilroy", shown in strip detail below. Will was kind enough to send this greeting card.


Kilroy is the little guy with the peppermint stick in his mouth.
And yes, he's throwing a snowball at Santa!

Here's a quote from Will Eisner that I find inspiring, especially when you consider the year he said it...


Happy Holidays!

Dave Stevens, an appreciation...

If anyone inspired me--
--it was this man.

Did he inspire you?

In the early '80s I bought an issue of Pacific Comics' Starslayer by Mike Grell. The back-up feature was the first chapter of The Rocketeer by Dave Stevens. I couldn't believe how beautifully rendered it was. I'd grown up on a steady diet of MAD, Warren, Marvel and DC comics, as well as strip artists like Al Capp, Milton Cannif and Will Eisner. I'd also read plenty of reprints featuring golden age stories by Simon & Kirby, Jerry Robinson, Frank Frazetta, Alex Toth and Lou Fine. But this Stevens guy was different. His art seemed to capture the flavor of all of my favorite comics artists, but in many ways it was much better. More appealing. You could tell he'd put a lot of love into it.

I wrote Dave a letter, the first fan letter I'd ever written, after reading his story and I received a postcard from him within a few weeks. After that I started writing letters and submitting illustrations to comics publications like Comics Journal and Amazing Heroes. It was fun being published and the bug bit me. Within a few years I'd left Advertising to create some comic books and later worked at Warner Brothers, creating art and product for their studio stores. But the one thing that inspired me to follow my heart was a simple postcard from a very generous and caring individual.




If you are a fan of Dave's, or just want to learn more about him buy this new book... "Brush With Passion: The Art & Life of Dave Stevens". It's an amazing display of his artistry and it's chock full of personal information about one of the best illustrator/storytellers of our time.


I chose this image so it wouldn't give anything away. This is a visual of Dave's inks and colors over Jack Kirby, and they are beautiful. But they're nothing like the beauty of Dave's own work. Buy the book, you won't be sorry.

Here are a few more of Dave's beautiful illustrations, taken from the internet...







Sadly, we lost Dave earlier this year, but he will live on in the fields of illustration and comic book art forever.

DAVE STEVENS
(July 29, 1955 - March 11, 2008)

Thanks--

Roz and I would like to thank everyone who attended the DCP Character Artist Holiday Party at our home last night. We hope you all had a good time.

We created a simple "jam" comic strip during the party. Here it is...

There are places I'll remember--

Here are some sketches I made of Carroll Gardens, Brooklyn during my Thanksgiving holiday visit...






Please excuse the wonky perspective in the monument sketch directly above, it was getting cold in Brooklyn after a few hours and my hands were freezing.
This World War I monument was dedicated to locals who served. Among them was a soldier named John Lennon.

This post is dedicated to
musician John Lennon, October 9, 1940 - Decenber 8, 1980,
who loved my neighborhood, he said it reminded him of Liverpool. Mr. Lennon visited the home of my friend Jimmy Iovine, recording engineer/producer a few times in the mid-'70s. I've been told that George Harrison also spent a week in the late '60s at the Cobble Hill quarters of the Hari Krishna's, on the corner of Kane and Henry streets, directly across the street from where Winston Churchill's mother once lived.

The Other Side...

After seeing The Beatles on Ed Sullivan in '64 my friends Lou Maresca, George Menella and I started a band named "The Other Side".
At first we practiced at our parents houses, easing the pain inflicted on our families by playing at a different house each time.

I can still remember my Dad asking my Mom: "Do they ever finish a song?", as we searched for the right chords and rhythms. We played in the streets, at block parties, birthday parties and at school dances and "Battle of the Bands" shows held in St. Stephen's School Auditorium. We also did a few outdoor shows at Prospect Park and Carroll Park.
Competition in Brooklyn was tough, there were lots of other groups also looking for the same bookings.

In the fall of 1970 me and my buddies rented out a neighborhood meeting hall, The Luso-American Cultural Center on Henry and Rapelye Streets to stage one of our shows. The club was a popular neighborhood location, with a full size stage and backstage area. It was used mainly for catered affairs like engagement parties,'football weddings' and anniversaries. We drew a crowd of nearly a hundred people and played a lot of Beatles, Led Zeppelin, Cream and Rolling Stones songs, all with extended jams for about four hours.
Here we are, together again, nearly four decades later, in front of the still-existing hall.

We're thinking about having a Halloween Show at the same location in 2009.

That's our good friend Chuck Farranto sandwiched between me and Lou in the bottom photo.

All day and all of the night...

So my wife and I arrived early at Newark Liberty International Airport for a five pm flight back to LA, because that's how we roll.

And then the flight was delayed an hour.

No reason was specified.

An hour later we were told in an announcement delivered by the most unintelligible person in the terminal that our plane needed a new part, and it wouldn't get there until tomorrow... BUT they were flying another jet from JFK to Newark, and it would arrive in a half hour.

An hour and fifteen minutes later the unintelligible lady announced that our plane would not be arriving for another hour.

An hour and a half later we were told that the plane was still waiting for takeoff clearance. So we waited. And waited. A very angry lady made her way up to the counter and gave unintelligible lady a piece of her alcohol-soaked mind. Other frustrated passengers chimed in, letting the F-Bombs fly!

Happily, the Mrs. and I kept our cool. I was a bit cooler, but my lady kept her cool.
I've learned not to let this type of thing bother me. If a plane is broken I'll wait until it's repaired. I'll just hang.
But I must admit it is fun to watch the passengers grow stir crazy as they boil over while sitting it out going on and on about the Passenger's Bill of Rights, while they keep screaming into their cellphones to update people waiting for them, sharing their misery with the outside world.

At one point I wondered if I'd died and wound up in the afterlife.
It probably looks like an American Airlines Terminal, right?

Twelve hours later we were home and dry.

Here are some quick sketches made during the wait...

Hey Pilgrims--

ink stuff...

Finally finished!

Thanks to my buddies: Steve, Ryan & David.