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A Crowded Life in Comics – The Great Severins, John and Marie

—sketch by John Severin— The Great Severins, John and Marie by Rick Marschall I was startled and saddened by the news of this morning, as I write this, that Marie Severin has died. Bagpipes and eulogies all day in the background for John McCain’s funeral, but my mind was filled with memories of Marie, 89, who had been sick, a stroke victim in hospice; and of her brother John

A Crowded Life in Comics – Al Smith, Jack Dempsey, John Cullen Murphy

Two Champs by Rick Marschall Still back in Old Testament days, so to speak, I remember Christmastide 1973. The National Cartoonists Society New York chapter for all intents and purposes was the NCS back then, in terms of number of members and activities, Orlando and northern Ohio and southern California notwithstanding. There were monthly meetings in the Lamb’s Club, with first-rate

S. Clarke Hook (1857-1923)

S. CLARKE HOOK by Robert J. Kirkpatrick S. Clarke Hook was one of most popular boys’ story paper writers of his era. He was best-known for his stories of “Jack, Sam and Pete”, a trio of rich adventurers whose comic exploits took them all over the world, and which began in Alfred Harmsworth’s The Marvel in 1901, and ran until 1922.  He also wrote countless other stories,

Exhibition: Weapons of Mass Seduction

—[illustration not part of the exhibition]— Exhibition: Weapons of Mass Seduction: The Art of Propaganda HERE The Dark Side of War Propaganda HERE

A Crowded Life in Comics – Jerry Marcus

.Sketch by Jerry Marcus (1924-2005). A Moving Farewell by Rick Marschall My first major job as a newspaperman was with the Connecticut Herald in Norwalk. A generation earlier it was the Bridgeport Herald, so powerful in the Nutmeg State that it published editions as far away as Hartford and even Springfield MA. When I was hired as reporter and cartoonist it was a shell of its former

Crimson Rain: Charles Stevens Roman Romances

—Caractucus [c.1885]— by John Adcock Wanted always, scarce penny dreadfuls and fierce boys’ journals, 1830-1900. Nothing goody-goody! — advertisement by Barry “The Penny Dreadful King” Ono. “Ildica’s lacerated shoulder bled so freely that both her own and Flavia’s fairer skin were sprinkled with crimson rain…” — Charles Stevens CHARLES STEVENS. Charles Stevens [1836-1908?] was

A Crowded Life in Comics – Tony Auth

.[sketch by Tony Auth (1942-2014)]. An Auth-entic Friend by Rick Marschall This installment of A Crowded Life in Comics will recall a cartoonist whose feet were in strips and political cartoons, in fact Pulitzer prize-winning politicals. Tony Auth drew for the Philadelphia Inquirer his whole career, subsequent to work as a medical illustrator.  Those first jobs had him drawing

Jimmy Sundays in 1908

Jimmy — He Goes To School, Jimmy Swinnerton, Chicago Examiner, March 29, 1908 Jimmy Goes Camping, Jimmy Swinnerton, Chicago Examiner, March 15, 1908🔼

Self-portrait of F. Morris Howarth

Self-portrait of F. Morris Howarth from American Caricature and Comic Art by La Touche Hancock in The Bookman, Vol. XVI, September 1902-1903. “The method I use in doing my work,” he confesses, “is absolutely mechanical. I go about it in just the same manner as any mechanic does in working out a piece of work in his own trade. Inspirations of any kind seldom, if ever, come to me, therefore

A Crowded Life in Comics – Dick Moores versus Dale Messick

     1977 [1] Gasoline Alley Sunday by Dick Moores, Dec 11.         by Rick Marschall       “O Tempora! Oh, Moores!…” OUR SECOND installment of A Crowded Life in Comics will start somewhere in the middle of my crowded life. Like ‘middle age,’ literal mathematical calculations can get scary. I will jump around, here in columns to come, from childhood to last month; from formal meetings

Introducing… A Crowded Life in Comics

     1897 [1] The Billposter And The Kid. A Tale of Revenge, by Carl Anderson, in New York Journal, Jan 24.     by Rick Marschall       “In the comic strip we have the embodiment, the culmination, of civilized man’s 4,000 years of groping for the perfect form of communication.” — opening line of first Editorial in Nemo, June 1983 THE FIRST installment of this column will be a crowded