Back from Strip Turnhout and Paris. Not a lot of room for books (too many diapers in the suitcases) but I thought I’d share with you what I picked up in Belgium and Paris.
I wish I had more time to browse the artists’ and publishers’ tables at Strip Turnhout, in the end I got just two books from the small press area:
My Boy by Olivier Schrauwen (Bries).
This one’s been out for a while and I finally shelled out for it. If you haven’t seen this book you may have seen Schrauwen’s oddball, old-fashioned looking comics in Mome.
Mr. B. the Bird and Mr C. the Cat, by Wasco (Microbe).
Can’t find any images on line, but Wasco cranks out these little full color books that appear to have done on a home inkjet printer or something. This one is a series of wordless, minimimalist one pagers about a bird moving through space. some are gags but most just exist as pure comics. Paul Gravett was really intrigued by Wasco’s stuff and so may be writing about him sometime soon…
While in Paris I was introduced by my friend to a small but excellent bookstore specializing mainly in independent comics. It’s called Philippe le Libraire (Philippe the bookseller, so-called because in an earlier life he had a different profession: Philippe the baker) and it’s on rue des Vinaigriers in the 10th Arrondissement, just off the Canal St. Martin.
It was all too brief a visit but I managed to snag:
Tout Peut Arriver (Anything Can Happen) Anna Sommer (Buchet-Chastel)
Autobiographical vignettes from one of my favorite visual storytellers, interspersed with prints and drawings. So far it doesn’t feel like a major work but I’m always happy to see new stuff from her.
Irène et les Clochards by Ruppert et Mulot (L’Asso)
I then asked Philippe to load me up with a few recommendations, which I have been reading and enjoying:
Mademoiselle Else by Manuele Fior (Delcourt).
This is a full-color (watercolor and pencil) adaptation of an Arthur Schnitzler story and reads, to be honest, like a parody of decadent fin-de-siècle literature, though I think it’s meant to be taken seriously. The artwork, by a talented young Italian, is striking throughout showing a debt to Schiele and Munch, and, in its more monochromatic, minimalist pages, evoking Frank Santoro’s work.
Le Petit Rien Tout Neuf avec un Ventre Jeune by Rabaté (Futuropolis)
This is a kind of scrappy, kitchen sink comic in which I saw a certain kinship of sensibility and narrative approach to my own Odds Off… You can see a photo set about it here.
Rébétiko (La Mauvaise Herbe) by David Prudhomme (Futuropolis)
Haven’t read this one a lot but it’s getting some buzz. A biography of a famous and troubled gypsy singer (“Rébétiko” was his stage name and it apparently means crazy in Romany).
The last title was also recommended to us highly by our friend (and Jessica’s editor at Dargaud) Thomas Ragon, who also slipped a copy of Sfar and Blain’s latest installment in the as-yet-untranslated “Socrate le Demi-Chien” series, Oedipe en Corinthe. Thomas also proudly showed of the lesser of his two new babies (first place goes to Max, born in October), Sfar’s 500+ page book of sketches, studies, storyboards, and miscellanea from his Gainsbourg biopic, which is coming out soon and apparently getting some good advance reviews.
When I got home I found the first two minicomics of a three minicomic series by Pierre Maurel, a French cartoonist with whom I’ve been corresponding for a few years and who has been quietly honing his drawing and storytelling from one deceptively low-key work
to the next. You can see some of his work along with a lot of other great stuff on GrandPapier.org
This story starts like countless autobio comics as a chronicle of young cartoonists making fanzines and trying to get their work seen, but it takes a turn toward paranoid speculative fiction when the TV news announces that all self-publishing is illegal effective immediately. Kids can’t sell their comics on consignment at the record store anymore so they go to increasing extremes to get their work out into the world.