I find that Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi truly lives up to the hype as one of the greatest graphic novels ever written. When I first came upon it in the 7th grade, I took a quick look at Satrapi's style: flat and almost child-like. It was because of this style that I passed it up before, but now I think its one of the many charming qualities of this work. Satrapi discusses growing up in Iran after the Islamic Revolution, and I found Satrapi's style very appropriate for the story; it is simple and transparent which gives a sense of innocence. As a reader I felt like a child trying to understand the complicated world and events that are occurring, just like Satrapi in the story. Thinking about it, its brilliant how the simple aesthetic of the work juxtaposes the complexity of Iran's situation. Though sometimes artistic style is uncontrollable and I'm sure Satrapi did not purposefully draw with any such intention, I find it all the more great how the visuals placed with the content subconsciously puts the reader more in Satrapi's childhood perspective.
The story was really enjoyable to read: the perfect mix between social history and personal experience. I am not familiar or educated about the conflicts in the Middle East, and I was young when 9/11 happened, and sometimes fell into the fear propaganda that sprang up. I am always looking to educate myself about Islamic culture and what has happened the past couple of decades. It was nice reading this story from young Satrapi's perspective was a way to guide the novice reader into some of the events that occurred and understanding a new perspective.
Part of what makes Persepolis so engaging is how personal it is. Satrapi doesn't only tell what happened; she also directs the reader's attention to what is significant. She titles her chapters with things mentioned in the chapters (Kim Wilde, Persepolis, the Cigarette...etc) that are symbolic of the chapter's essence. While pretty much all authors do that when naming their chapters, sometimes I find it not so successful. With Satrapi, I know she is very thoughtful about them, and it is fun to read the chapter and think back to why she named it so.
Dr. Steiling had pointed out how Satrapi's compositions sometimes reflected patterns. I thought that was an interesting point, considering how prevalent patterns are in Islamic culture. I thought that was a nice way to subliminally tie together some qualities of the story with the aesthetic of the comic.
These are some of the things that I like so much about Persepolis; whether Satrapi's intention or not, every element (drawings, content, meaning) relates to one another. There is nothing random about the choices, which make the experience of reading it all the more engaging and engrossing. I got lost in it and read it quickly in one go; it was one of the most enjoyable reading experiences ive ever had.
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Week 5: Blankets
This week we started delving into the world of the graphic novel. I decided to read Blankets by Craig Thompson. I had never heard of it prior to this class. Just looking at the cover, I got this impression that it was going to be this really beautiful and sentimental reading experience, and it was. I love Thompson's style. He draws everything with simple black and white lines, but the different line weight he uses throughout his drawings looks almost like he is using a brush, which adds this beauty and emphasizes the delicateness of his drawings.
The story was probably one of the most touching coming-of-age stories I have ever read. I felt like he intertwined religion and his own experience in a poetic way, incorporating passages from the bible with illustrations of what he was doing in the real world. And sometimes intertwining unworldly religious imagery with him in the real world depending on how much his faith was affecting him at the time. I grew up in a nonsecular household, so the pressure that Thompson was under with such a devout family and the amount he looked to his faith was not something I completely understood. I worried that this would affect my understanding of the rest of the novel, considering how much it was an integral part of Thompson's life. But he illustrated and presented this aspect of his life in such a clear way...I didn't have to know anything about Christianity to understand his conflicts and struggles.
Thompson is remarkable at subtle and sensitive storytelling. While there are many excellent moments, the one that impacted me the most was how he talked about him and his brother's sexual abuse by their babysitter. In the very beginning, I remember this drawing of his brother. You had no idea of what context his brother was in, just a boy holding hands with some adult and looking back at Thompson. But the way Thompson drew his brother, with these unsettling big black pit eyes, had really hit me. I had no idea why, but just looking at the drawing made me uncomfortable, and I knew something was awry. When I had got to the point in the book where Thompson actually talks about the abuse, you saw the exact same drawing again, only this time you knew the context. I was so moved in that moment; how Thompson was able to foreshadow this dark part of the story simply by drawing two larger-than-normal black circles for eyes.
The story was probably one of the most touching coming-of-age stories I have ever read. I felt like he intertwined religion and his own experience in a poetic way, incorporating passages from the bible with illustrations of what he was doing in the real world. And sometimes intertwining unworldly religious imagery with him in the real world depending on how much his faith was affecting him at the time. I grew up in a nonsecular household, so the pressure that Thompson was under with such a devout family and the amount he looked to his faith was not something I completely understood. I worried that this would affect my understanding of the rest of the novel, considering how much it was an integral part of Thompson's life. But he illustrated and presented this aspect of his life in such a clear way...I didn't have to know anything about Christianity to understand his conflicts and struggles.
Thompson is remarkable at subtle and sensitive storytelling. While there are many excellent moments, the one that impacted me the most was how he talked about him and his brother's sexual abuse by their babysitter. In the very beginning, I remember this drawing of his brother. You had no idea of what context his brother was in, just a boy holding hands with some adult and looking back at Thompson. But the way Thompson drew his brother, with these unsettling big black pit eyes, had really hit me. I had no idea why, but just looking at the drawing made me uncomfortable, and I knew something was awry. When I had got to the point in the book where Thompson actually talks about the abuse, you saw the exact same drawing again, only this time you knew the context. I was so moved in that moment; how Thompson was able to foreshadow this dark part of the story simply by drawing two larger-than-normal black circles for eyes.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Underground Comix
This week we dove into the world of underground comics. Right off the bat, I was struck by how crude and crass the content was. For example, while reading "air pirates," Mickey was lamenting to the world why nobody would "fuck him." Later in the comic was the sick man's fantasy of seeing Mickey and Minnie pornography. I couldn't help but laugh, its so amusing how raunchy some of these comics were. Despite the fact that the artistry was not always the best, I find the whimsical line work appropriate for the crude content. The various visual styles most definitely lend to its messy, dark charm.
Intrigued by their unapologetic titles, I was particularly drawn to "Tits and Clits" and . This was one of the first times women really started making their own comics, and they truly depicted empowered females. It was empowering to the point where it seemed like satire. I don't know if the author was completely serious or joking when she created this...but it definitely was shocking how crude and unapollogetically blunt it was.
I could definitely see a difference in attitude when it came to this "empowered female" comic in comparison to the first edition of Wonder Woman. Several weeks back, when we were covering the first comic books to come out, I read this Wonder Woman comic that was published in the late 40s'. Despite featuring a female heroine when most of all other costumed heroes were male, it was apparent that the author was male, and that the times did not yet understand what it was like to have women equal to men. Meanwhile, I read "Girl Fight," where a woman named Fox is depicted having sex with both women and men without a hint of submission, successfully killing a jaguar to wear its skin, and joining an all female militia. The difference was astounding.
Intrigued by their unapologetic titles, I was particularly drawn to "Tits and Clits" and . This was one of the first times women really started making their own comics, and they truly depicted empowered females. It was empowering to the point where it seemed like satire. I don't know if the author was completely serious or joking when she created this...but it definitely was shocking how crude and unapollogetically blunt it was.
I could definitely see a difference in attitude when it came to this "empowered female" comic in comparison to the first edition of Wonder Woman. Several weeks back, when we were covering the first comic books to come out, I read this Wonder Woman comic that was published in the late 40s'. Despite featuring a female heroine when most of all other costumed heroes were male, it was apparent that the author was male, and that the times did not yet understand what it was like to have women equal to men. Meanwhile, I read "Girl Fight," where a woman named Fox is depicted having sex with both women and men without a hint of submission, successfully killing a jaguar to wear its skin, and joining an all female militia. The difference was astounding.
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Comics by Women: Persepolis
For the first time, I read Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, and I loved it.
I had always heard that it is considered one of the greatest graphic novels, and it was one that I also happened upon in the past. I took a quick look at Satrapi's style: flat and almost child-like. It was because of this style that I passed it up before, but now I think its one of the many charming qualities of this work. Satrapi discusses growing up in Iran after the Islamic Revolution, and I found Satrapi's style very appropriate for the story; it is simple and transparent which gave a sense of innocence. As a reader I felt like a child trying to understand the complicated world and events that are occurring. Thinking about it, its brilliant how the simple aesthetic of the work juxtaposes the complexity of Iran's situation.
I am not familiar or educated about the conflicts in the Middle East, and I was young when 9/11 happened, and sometimes fell into the fear propaganda that sprang up. I am always looking to educate myself about Islamic culture and what has happened the past couple of decades. It was nice reading this story from young Satrapi's perspective was a way to guide the novice reader into some of the events that occurred and understanding a new perspective.
Dr. Steiling had pointed out how Satrapi's compositions sometimes reflected patterns. I thought that was an interesting point, considering how prevalent patterns are in Islamic culture. I thought that was a nice way to subliminally tie together some qualities of the story with the aesthetic of the comic.
I had always heard that it is considered one of the greatest graphic novels, and it was one that I also happened upon in the past. I took a quick look at Satrapi's style: flat and almost child-like. It was because of this style that I passed it up before, but now I think its one of the many charming qualities of this work. Satrapi discusses growing up in Iran after the Islamic Revolution, and I found Satrapi's style very appropriate for the story; it is simple and transparent which gave a sense of innocence. As a reader I felt like a child trying to understand the complicated world and events that are occurring. Thinking about it, its brilliant how the simple aesthetic of the work juxtaposes the complexity of Iran's situation.
I am not familiar or educated about the conflicts in the Middle East, and I was young when 9/11 happened, and sometimes fell into the fear propaganda that sprang up. I am always looking to educate myself about Islamic culture and what has happened the past couple of decades. It was nice reading this story from young Satrapi's perspective was a way to guide the novice reader into some of the events that occurred and understanding a new perspective.
Dr. Steiling had pointed out how Satrapi's compositions sometimes reflected patterns. I thought that was an interesting point, considering how prevalent patterns are in Islamic culture. I thought that was a nice way to subliminally tie together some qualities of the story with the aesthetic of the comic.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Promethea
One of the most prominent symbols is the sun. Every page has a stylized sun with a face that hang on the margins. The sun's face has different subtle expressions depending on what is happening in the story on a given page. Its eyes will be open or closed, which make it difficult for me to decypher its emotion. However, it always looks stoic, and seems like the presence of the gods who are watching over, as well as representing strength in the face of chaos. Since the cover features Promethea heavily back lit by blinding sun rays, and the presence of the father's gods bring strong sunlight, the sun seems to be a symbol of the Gods' strength. Therefore with its appearance on every page, even in parts of the story when little Promethea was lost or Sophie seemed powerless and the panels of the world are dark, the stoic sun is almost like the underlying presence of Promethea and her strength. Always there, lying in wait.
One of the elements I was able to connect with most is the idea that stories are unyielding and enduring. Promethea in ancient Lexandria was saved by becoming a story. It is through stories that she is channeled throughout history. And it is through Sophie Bangs investigating her story and writing something about her that allows her to channel Promethea's strength and save Mrs. Shelley. I do believe that stories are immortal and some of the strongest things created by humanity. It is a notion that I feel is almost godly. So the fact that Promethea features the idea that "story" is also a strong, physical being, really hooked me in.
Being an animator, if I had to create this story in another medium, I would make an animated short film. I love the style Moore illustrated Promethea. The colors are well used in their respective situations, whether its the warm yellows of Promethea in ancient Lexandria, or the cold blues of Sophie Bangs in the sketchy city at night. I'd love to keep the feel that is brought about by the color. In animation we are taught to stylize characters; if they're too realistic, why animate when you can just film it? I agree with this notion somewhat, and therefore I'd take Moore's realistic characters and simplify them into appealing, more stylized characters, and take advantage of the graphic aesthetic of the overall work. The comic I noticed also relies on verbal to visual transitions, with certain words in bold for emphasis. For example, Sophie Bangs says, "Just like that...out in the cold," with the next panel featuring young Promethea alone in the desert at night. These would make beautiful transitions in film, however, I feel the transitions have to be slower to keep its poeticness. While the reader can take their time transitioning themselves from one panel to another, a film going at the constant rate of 24 frames per second has to be more constructive in guiding its audience through the story. Therefore I would keep the dialogue (said without the cheesy bold emphasis), but I would have to take my time in the next scene establishing Promethea alone, or the "heavily city" in the present.
One of the elements I was able to connect with most is the idea that stories are unyielding and enduring. Promethea in ancient Lexandria was saved by becoming a story. It is through stories that she is channeled throughout history. And it is through Sophie Bangs investigating her story and writing something about her that allows her to channel Promethea's strength and save Mrs. Shelley. I do believe that stories are immortal and some of the strongest things created by humanity. It is a notion that I feel is almost godly. So the fact that Promethea features the idea that "story" is also a strong, physical being, really hooked me in.
Being an animator, if I had to create this story in another medium, I would make an animated short film. I love the style Moore illustrated Promethea. The colors are well used in their respective situations, whether its the warm yellows of Promethea in ancient Lexandria, or the cold blues of Sophie Bangs in the sketchy city at night. I'd love to keep the feel that is brought about by the color. In animation we are taught to stylize characters; if they're too realistic, why animate when you can just film it? I agree with this notion somewhat, and therefore I'd take Moore's realistic characters and simplify them into appealing, more stylized characters, and take advantage of the graphic aesthetic of the overall work. The comic I noticed also relies on verbal to visual transitions, with certain words in bold for emphasis. For example, Sophie Bangs says, "Just like that...out in the cold," with the next panel featuring young Promethea alone in the desert at night. These would make beautiful transitions in film, however, I feel the transitions have to be slower to keep its poeticness. While the reader can take their time transitioning themselves from one panel to another, a film going at the constant rate of 24 frames per second has to be more constructive in guiding its audience through the story. Therefore I would keep the dialogue (said without the cheesy bold emphasis), but I would have to take my time in the next scene establishing Promethea alone, or the "heavily city" in the present.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Week 11: Comics as Literature
Out of the list of contemporary comics provided, I decided to read Jimmy Corrigan by Chris Ware. It was an easy read, I breezed through it surprisingly quick. For such a long comic, it divided itself into relatively short segments, ranging from fantastical adventures of young Jimmy Corrigan to the real life of elder Jimmy talking on the phone with his mother. The comic was illustrated in a simple linear style, black and white with clean lines. However, despite its simple visual appearance, the comic was much darker than I expected. For how short the segments of subjects were, and how simple it is visually, it is deceiving when you actually read the content. The comic is very dark, and though simple, it hits you for the few panels you read. I felt so sad after reading something as short as six panels. Chris Ware illustrates loneliness and abandonment. I was so taken aback when first reading it; a comic so visually simple and yet had this uncomfortable piercing effect on me. I was only able to read through the entire comic once, though I feel like I need to read through it at least two more times in order to truly surpass the simplicity and darkness.
It was only until class that I realized, this quality is exactly what makes this comic literature. Great literary works take multiple readings or in-depth discussion in order to comprehend it. Literary works were meant to be read multiple times, and understood differently depending on what point in your life you're reading it. I'm sure it would take me some several readings to understand the work, but if I read it later in life, I would feel differently about it compared to my 21 year old self right now.
It had been hotly debated whether comics could be considered literature. My initial thought was "sure they can," however I did not think of what would define them as so. What separates Garfield from Maus, the serious subject matter? The dark, complex underground style reflected in the aesthetic? Jimmy Corrigan certainly disproves the latter with its clean lines. It wasn't until class until class that I realized what makes great literature is not necessarily what is in the work itself, but the work's effect on the reader. If it is thought provoking and impactful, then certainly any work that falls under these lines, whether a novel written in the 1900s or a graphic novel written five years ago, can be considered literature.
It had been hotly debated whether comics could be considered literature. My initial thought was "sure they can," however I did not think of what would define them as so. What separates Garfield from Maus, the serious subject matter? The dark, complex underground style reflected in the aesthetic? Jimmy Corrigan certainly disproves the latter with its clean lines. It wasn't until class until class that I realized what makes great literature is not necessarily what is in the work itself, but the work's effect on the reader. If it is thought provoking and impactful, then certainly any work that falls under these lines, whether a novel written in the 1900s or a graphic novel written five years ago, can be considered literature.
Manga and Anime
Prior to my arrival at Ringling College, I hated anime. Not just disliked. Hated.
I am a strange case of western-brainwash. I enjoyed TV episodes of Pokemon as a kid, and later enjoyed Miyazaki films as inspiration. But somehow, I kept these aspects of my childhood in a separate category.
My cynicism became more so in high school, when surrounded by people who only drew anime. As an artist who worked hard to develop my own observational drawing skills, I was offended by these artists who could draw in this style that could be picked up simply from a "how-to" book. Iwas trying to develop my own style, while they seemed to just copy one, and I because I was pushing through uncertainty to find my originality, my pretentious high school self saw myself as above anime-drawers. I worked tediously to train my skills classically, the way I should according to my art teachers and college recruiters, and I found it personally insulting that someone could call themself an artist just by copying this style.
Just like any work that I have read in this class, I do not like every anime work I read. In the past, I would have quick to attribute my dislike of one particular manga to the entire genre: "its the aesthetic, " "It's the story," "I don't like this, and since all anime looks the same there is nothing else I can read that can change my mind." What I read of Battle Angel Alita did not grab me, I found it difficult to even get through half of the first book, the story just moved too slow for me and the stakes presented were confusing and therefore I couldn't get sucked in. However, when I started reading Ranma, I breezed through it, and I actually enjoyed it. The characters were endearing, It was entertaining to read how their personalities played against one another. You immediately knew what the personalities of Akane and her sisters in one panel. The charm of the giant panda who accompanies Ranma was what particularly drew me in. I just found the character so appealing. I was surprised and entertained by the various conflicts presented in the story, such as Ranma being a girl. And the story questions that emerged from said conflicts kept me reading more. Something I didn't notice about anime before was how the characters would go off model in order to enhance a character's emotions. Many anime works do this, but I was so entranced in the story that I never noticed it, and didn't judge it.
Our discussion in class made me think about the whole anime taboo in art school. Professors seem to fear what I had so much disdain for: this style of drawing characters with round faces, big eyes, and small noses that is so easy to replicate. But when I thought about it, anime is the only style that is excluded from "list of styles that can be copied." For instance, probably more than half of my friends look up to Disney animator Glen Keane and his charming, well-stylized characters.
My teacher last year put it best, "I don't mind the anime style, it just depends what you do with it." Is that not the case for everything?
I still struggle to fight the initial cynicism when first presented some work of anime. But I try to remember the core of its spirit: its entertainment. I cannot deny that I am entertained by some anime. And like all comics or film or TV shows, I will not like everything I see. But the genre is not to blame.
I am a strange case of western-brainwash. I enjoyed TV episodes of Pokemon as a kid, and later enjoyed Miyazaki films as inspiration. But somehow, I kept these aspects of my childhood in a separate category.
My cynicism became more so in high school, when surrounded by people who only drew anime. As an artist who worked hard to develop my own observational drawing skills, I was offended by these artists who could draw in this style that could be picked up simply from a "how-to" book. Iwas trying to develop my own style, while they seemed to just copy one, and I because I was pushing through uncertainty to find my originality, my pretentious high school self saw myself as above anime-drawers. I worked tediously to train my skills classically, the way I should according to my art teachers and college recruiters, and I found it personally insulting that someone could call themself an artist just by copying this style.
Just like any work that I have read in this class, I do not like every anime work I read. In the past, I would have quick to attribute my dislike of one particular manga to the entire genre: "its the aesthetic, " "It's the story," "I don't like this, and since all anime looks the same there is nothing else I can read that can change my mind." What I read of Battle Angel Alita did not grab me, I found it difficult to even get through half of the first book, the story just moved too slow for me and the stakes presented were confusing and therefore I couldn't get sucked in. However, when I started reading Ranma, I breezed through it, and I actually enjoyed it. The characters were endearing, It was entertaining to read how their personalities played against one another. You immediately knew what the personalities of Akane and her sisters in one panel. The charm of the giant panda who accompanies Ranma was what particularly drew me in. I just found the character so appealing. I was surprised and entertained by the various conflicts presented in the story, such as Ranma being a girl. And the story questions that emerged from said conflicts kept me reading more. Something I didn't notice about anime before was how the characters would go off model in order to enhance a character's emotions. Many anime works do this, but I was so entranced in the story that I never noticed it, and didn't judge it.
Our discussion in class made me think about the whole anime taboo in art school. Professors seem to fear what I had so much disdain for: this style of drawing characters with round faces, big eyes, and small noses that is so easy to replicate. But when I thought about it, anime is the only style that is excluded from "list of styles that can be copied." For instance, probably more than half of my friends look up to Disney animator Glen Keane and his charming, well-stylized characters.
My teacher last year put it best, "I don't mind the anime style, it just depends what you do with it." Is that not the case for everything?
I still struggle to fight the initial cynicism when first presented some work of anime. But I try to remember the core of its spirit: its entertainment. I cannot deny that I am entertained by some anime. And like all comics or film or TV shows, I will not like everything I see. But the genre is not to blame.
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