johnporcellino
johnporcellino:

nabyss:

lb-lee:

lakidaa:

baroncaveyeti:

snarkbender:

anyone know what this is from?

"Judgement Day" by EC Comics. From wikipedia:

The story depicted a human astronaut, a representative of the Galactic Republic, visiting the planet Cybrinia inhabited by robots. He finds the robots divided into functionally identical orange and blue races, one of which has fewer rights and privileges than the other. The astronaut decides that due to the robots’ bigotry, the Galactic Republic should not admit the planet. In the final panel, he removes his helmet, revealing himself to be a black man.

Apparently the Comics Code Authority tried to prevent the author from making the main character black.



Boy did they! It took the writer (and the company) threatening the CCA with a lawsuit and telling the guy to fuck off (literally) to get this thing printed: 
Comic Historian Digby Diehl recounted in Tales from the Crypt: The Official Archives:
This really made ‘em go bananas in the Code czar’s office. ‘Judge Murphy was off his nut. He was really out to get us’, recalls [EC editor] Feldstein. ‘I went in there with this story and Murphy says, “It can’t be a Black man”. But … but that’s the whole point of the story!’ Feldstein sputtered. When Murphy continued to insist that the Black man had to go, Feldstein put it on the line. ‘Listen’, he told Murphy, ‘you’ve been riding us and making it impossible to put out anything at all because you guys just want us out of business’. [Feldstein] reported the results of his audience with the czar to Gaines, who was furious [and] immediately picked up the phone and called Murphy. ‘This is ridiculous!’ he bellowed. ‘I’m going to call a press conference on this. You have no grounds, no basis, to do this. I’ll sue you’. Murphy made what he surely thought was a gracious concession. ‘All right. Just take off the beads of sweat’. At that, Gaines and Feldstein both went ballistic. ‘Fuck you!’ they shouted into the telephone in unison. Murphy hung up on them, but the story ran in its original form.[18]


Never forget.

johnporcellino:

nabyss:

lb-lee:

lakidaa:

baroncaveyeti:

snarkbender:

anyone know what this is from?

"Judgement Day" by EC Comics. From wikipedia:

The story depicted a human astronaut, a representative of the Galactic Republic, visiting the planet Cybrinia inhabited by robots. He finds the robots divided into functionally identical orange and blue races, one of which has fewer rights and privileges than the other. The astronaut decides that due to the robots’ bigotry, the Galactic Republic should not admit the planet. In the final panel, he removes his helmet, revealing himself to be a black man.

Apparently the Comics Code Authority tried to prevent the author from making the main character black.

Boy did they! It took the writer (and the company) threatening the CCA with a lawsuit and telling the guy to fuck off (literally) to get this thing printed: 

Comic Historian Digby Diehl recounted in Tales from the Crypt: The Official Archives:

This really made ‘em go bananas in the Code czar’s office. ‘Judge Murphy was off his nut. He was really out to get us’, recalls [EC editor] Feldstein. ‘I went in there with this story and Murphy says, “It can’t be a Black man”. But … but that’s the whole point of the story!’ Feldstein sputtered. When Murphy continued to insist that the Black man had to go, Feldstein put it on the line. ‘Listen’, he told Murphy, ‘you’ve been riding us and making it impossible to put out anything at all because you guys just want us out of business’. [Feldstein] reported the results of his audience with the czar to Gaines, who was furious [and] immediately picked up the phone and called Murphy. ‘This is ridiculous!’ he bellowed. ‘I’m going to call a press conference on this. You have no grounds, no basis, to do this. I’ll sue you’. Murphy made what he surely thought was a gracious concession. ‘All right. Just take off the beads of sweat’. At that, Gaines and Feldstein both went ballistic. ‘Fuck you!’ they shouted into the telephone in unison. Murphy hung up on them, but the story ran in its original form.[18]

Never forget.

skronked
skronked:

hey Jalopy,  

i’m going to give you a complicated answer.  this is a subject of which i care very deeply.  this isn’t a rule or anything, but if you’ve been cartooning for a long time you think a lot about your line (well maybe you do).   this might be my favorite question.

it took me a long, long, long, long time to get to the place where i am drawing wise as far as line and texture, but the main thing that started me down the path to a jittery line was having carpel tunnel in my fingers and having to figure out a new way to draw that wouldn’t cause me stiffness and shooting pain in my hands.

i used to bare down very hard on the pencil and grip it very tightly but when i started having carpel tunnel my grip became very weak.  if i gripped tight my hands would become numb.  if i bared down intense pain would run up and down my arms.  (this took place around 2001- 2003, during that time i also had major back problems) I was pretty bummed out about it.  drawing was my jam, and when you’re jam is taken away you get pretty depressed.  really depressed.  at the time i thought my career in art was over turns out it might have been more of a blessing than a curse.  

I found out that if i barely gripped the pencil and if i applied a light pressure to the page my hand did not hurt.  my arm did not pain.  the line came out jittery and cool, and over years developed into the way i draw today.  it’s more of a style than a necessity these days, but i got there in a very gradual and natural way.  

a line can say a lot about a person and their choices (well, if you want it to) or beliefs (if you have them).

at the time i was also thinking a lot about being a creator and a creators relationship and responsibilities to their creations.  if you put your characters through horrible things are you hurting them? possibly torturing them? when you draw are you touching them? are they alive?  if you bare down possibly hurting them? are you touching them in ways they don’t want you to? now, this sort of thinking is kinda silly to focus on but at the time i was really feeling everything (still am).  i look at a hard line and these days and it’s like having a nail raked across my skin. it’s overbearing. it makes me claustrophobic (i have to admit almost everything makes me claustrophobic).  I don’t want to be touched that way.  I wanted my life to be gentle. so my line became gentle. I didn’t want to molest my characters so my line became light and breezy. i didn’t want to control my characters so my line became jittery. i wanted my line to represent nature itself so the line became more organic.

a line can represent a way of life.
try not holding onto things to tightly.
there is much beauty in frailty, in tragedy. 
touch the world lightly and gently.
learn to let go of control.
life has ups and downs, it meanders.

i try to apply this to the way i write, the way i talk to people, the way i drive, the way i play music, the way i breath, and walk, and look.  

all this is in my line but it’s been absorbed.  I don’t really think about it anymore it’s just kinda in the background.

now what i’ve written here might seem kinda hoity-toity.  I have been very hesitant to talk about this in the past.  I don’t like forcing my beliefs on folks, and nobody wants anybody to preach to them, so hopefully this isn’t coming across like that. 

it doesn’t really matter. take it or leave it.  this is my line at the moment, it only applies to me.  and my line will change in the future. 

-a

skronked:

hey Jalopy,  
i’m going to give you a complicated answer.  this is a subject of which i care very deeply.  this isn’t a rule or anything, but if you’ve been cartooning for a long time you think a lot about your line (well maybe you do).   this might be my favorite question.
it took me a long, long, long, long time to get to the place where i am drawing wise as far as line and texture, but the main thing that started me down the path to a jittery line was having carpel tunnel in my fingers and having to figure out a new way to draw that wouldn’t cause me stiffness and shooting pain in my hands.
i used to bare down very hard on the pencil and grip it very tightly but when i started having carpel tunnel my grip became very weak.  if i gripped tight my hands would become numb.  if i bared down intense pain would run up and down my arms.  (this took place around 2001- 2003, during that time i also had major back problems) I was pretty bummed out about it.  drawing was my jam, and when you’re jam is taken away you get pretty depressed.  really depressed.  at the time i thought my career in art was over turns out it might have been more of a blessing than a curse.  
I found out that if i barely gripped the pencil and if i applied a light pressure to the page my hand did not hurt.  my arm did not pain.  the line came out jittery and cool, and over years developed into the way i draw today.  it’s more of a style than a necessity these days, but i got there in a very gradual and natural way.  
a line can say a lot about a person and their choices (well, if you want it to) or beliefs (if you have them).
at the time i was also thinking a lot about being a creator and a creators relationship and responsibilities to their creations.  if you put your characters through horrible things are you hurting them? possibly torturing them? when you draw are you touching them? are they alive?  if you bare down possibly hurting them? are you touching them in ways they don’t want you to? now, this sort of thinking is kinda silly to focus on but at the time i was really feeling everything (still am).  i look at a hard line and these days and it’s like having a nail raked across my skin. it’s overbearing. it makes me claustrophobic (i have to admit almost everything makes me claustrophobic).  I don’t want to be touched that way.  I wanted my life to be gentle. so my line became gentle. I didn’t want to molest my characters so my line became light and breezy. i didn’t want to control my characters so my line became jittery. i wanted my line to represent nature itself so the line became more organic.
a line can represent a way of life.
try not holding onto things to tightly.
there is much beauty in frailty, in tragedy. 
touch the world lightly and gently.
learn to let go of control.
life has ups and downs, it meanders.
i try to apply this to the way i write, the way i talk to people, the way i drive, the way i play music, the way i breath, and walk, and look.  
all this is in my line but it’s been absorbed.  I don’t really think about it anymore it’s just kinda in the background.
now what i’ve written here might seem kinda hoity-toity.  I have been very hesitant to talk about this in the past.  I don’t like forcing my beliefs on folks, and nobody wants anybody to preach to them, so hopefully this isn’t coming across like that. 
it doesn’t really matter. take it or leave it.  this is my line at the moment, it only applies to me.  and my line will change in the future. 
-a