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A few of the best-selling prints from the archives….
Tebeau Fine Cartoon Art
Brooklyn, New York 11201
Archive for November, 2010
Posted by jtebeau on November 27, 2010
Posted by jtebeau on November 24, 2010
He hit yon big screen a few years ago with Ghost World, and Daniel Clowes might do again with his latest book “Wilson.”
As reported by the blog Graphic Policy, it was “announced yesterday on deadline.com, WILSON, Daniel Clowes’ critically acclaimed and New York Times bestselling original graphic novel, has secured a film deal at Fox Searchlight with Alexander Payne attached.” (full story is here)
This is good news if you dig Clowes, and perhaps a chance at redemption after the ambitious but somewhat disjointed Art School Confidential, the last effort to translate his work to the screen. At any rate, Clowes has been doing outstanding cartoon work for decades now, his stories often laid out like Hollywood story boards. It’s good to see him succeed, and I’m still surprised “Like a Velvet Glove Cast in Iron” hasn’t been adapted. David Lynch should be all over that one.
Posted by jtebeau on November 15, 2010
Sophie Crumb’s first solo art show opened this month at DCKT Contemporary here in Manhattan. I went with Mike “Art in Brooklyn” Sorgatz and we took it in. I was curious to see what this young woman was doing artistically, the daughter of two well-known neurotic artists, and I was particularly motivated because I felt I knew her since she was a little girl. By gad, her dad Robert has been documenting the [actually fascinating] minutiae of her life (as well as everything in HIS life) through his cartoons for decades now. On the verge of 30, little Sophie (love that name; the goddessness of it and all) is all growed up. I wanted to see what she was producing.
Her work is good. She’s got skills, especially in the ink-and-watercolor department, something I really admire. She comments on life’s gruesome and absurd truthiness, not unlike her folks. The stuff of hers that I saw was less autobiographical, though – more akin to the paintings her uncle Maxon did. An outsider looking in, like Tocqueville or Magaret Mead.
The scene at the opening was good. A lively mix of odd comic geeks and LES/Bushwick hipster-artist types. Bottles of Miller on ice. Many pieces sold. Go get ’em Soph’.
The show runs till December 30, 2010 at DCKT Contemporary in Manhattan.