Christians have an utter landslide of reasons to believe the most outlandish of complete nonsense, but I've always been a fan of science, facts, and reality.
So I thank you. <3
Eh.. refresh me on who she was?
Sorry, it's been like 25yrs since I've seen that lovely film!
Same!
Indeed, check out his "Wheel of Fortune" art, there.
Man, it's PERFECT for Moeby and the Tarot, both!
EDIT: Got too excited, there. :S
Sorry for this super-duper late response!
Just wanted to say:
yes, wow!
I think I'll refrain from posting a pic here, but mom had a 'plant-bent' that she followed up on by eventually becoming a certified 'master gardener' via series of courses.
In parallel with that, over the course of many years, mom took the little suburban backyard we had and transformed it in to... holy Willy Wonkas... a sort of 'lush paradise,' and with each square foot or so, it consisted of generally non-native, fascinating species. I.e., plants with interesting herbal qualities, incredible flowers, or whatnot.
Earlier, we'd rescued two stray cats, and it was really fun seeing them go back outside and frolic in mom's garden. Hahaha, it was like an amusement park to them, one in which they became undeniably blissful and non-argumentative. (see, they didn't like each too much, despite being sister littermates)
Right on.
Now this is just personal anecdote-- but one thing I've always been pretty surprised by (as a person with fairly severe health issues, haha not sure how that totally influences thigns) is how, when there's a local emergency, the adrenaline just hits me and I spring in to action (as much as I can) to help out.
Par example, three times now I've survived bad fires that way, and after comparing notes with an old friend over Uvalde, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that both of us felt the same way-- that we wouldn't have been able to look ourselves in the mirror if we hadn't made our best attempt to save the kids.
Seriously, how do these BLUE people look at themselves in the mirror for either not doing their best that day, or on a national scale, for enabling this awful betrayal of public trust?
boys and girls in blue
How about we clarify that as: little boys and little girls in blue.
Altho TBF, women in blue are typically at the bottom of the chain, and almost certainly deserve the least amount of critique here, whilst the highest ranking dudes unquestionably deserve all the shit in the world for directly ordering their forces not to make any meaningful attempt.
Shaka, When the Walls Fell.
Wait... I think I'm getting my events mixed up. :S
Oh man, and thank YOU for reminding me of "Mawril."
I'll try to explain later... properly!
So... anything like a Trabant?
My Hungarian uncle (by marriage) used to drily observe "Is not car, is Trabant."
I believe this is from a collected work, name of Les Dieux, published by Phylactere publishing house.
Some big names there, yes, but what was this project, anyway..?
I thought this was morbidly fun post for Halloween, and note the drole Henry Kissinger character.
This little story was originally published in the mid-to-late 70's, and later included in the Memories trade paper back (Humanoids, 2005). Bilal is known for such works as the Nikopol Trilogy, Légendes d'Aujourd'hui, and Partie de chasse. I was going to say Serbia's Enki Bilal, but...
Bilal was born in Belgrade to a Czech mother and a Bosnian Muslim father. When he was five years old, his father managed to emigrate to Paris. Enki and the rest of the family followed four years later. Bilal has no sense of belonging to any ethnic group and religion, nor is he obsessed with soil and roots. He said in one interview: 'I feel Bosnian by my father's origin, a Serb by my place of birth and a Croat by my relationship with childhood friends, not to mention there's my Czech half'. --WP
I'm not sure which year this dates from, but it seems these calendars are still being produced. As for the classic BD character--
Corto Maltese (Andalusian slang for "quick hands") is a laconic sea captain adventuring during the early 20th century. A "rogue with a heart of gold", he is tolerant and sympathetic to the underdog. Born in Valletta, 1887, he's the son of a British sailor and an Andalusian–Romani witch. As a boy growing up in the Jewish quarter of Córdoba, Maltese discovered that he had no fate line on his palm and therefore carved his own with his father's razor, determining that his fate was his to choose. Although maintaining a neutral position, Corto instinctively supports the disadvantaged and oppressed.
The character embodies Pratt's skepticism of national, ideological and religious assertions. Corto befriends people from all walks of life, including the murderous Russian "Rasputin," British heir Tristan Bantam, voodoo priestess "Gold Mouth" and Czech academic Jeremiah Steiner. He also knows and meets various real-life historical figures, including Jack London, Ernest Hemingway, Hermann Hesse, Butch Cassidy, James Joyce, Gabriele D'Annunzio, Frederick Rolfe, Joseph Conrad and others. His acquaintances treat him with great respect, as when a telephone call to Joseph Stalin frees him from arrest when he is threatened with execution on the border of Turkey and Armenia.
Corto's favourite book is Utopia by Thomas More, but he never finishes it. He also read books by London, Lugones, Stevenson, Melville and Conrad, and quotes Rimbaud.
The Corto Maltese stories range from straight historical adventure to occult dream sequences. He's present when the Red Baron is shot down, helps the Jívaro in South America, and flees Fascists in Venice, but also unwittingly helps Merlin and Oberon to defend Britain, and helps Tristan Bantam to visit the lost continent of Mu. --WP
Just above is the famous Esther cartoon turned in to a mega-meme. You may have seen it in different form here and there, but the 'meme' idea was to alter the word "slut" to whatever the meme-creator thought cleverest. Haha?
Little did people know that such was only the tip of the toenail when it came to the crazy-hilarious "Esther" cartoons. Yes-- Esther Verkest, it turns out, is a total, unpredictable savage. She's the brainchild of Kim Duchateau, a Flemish Belgian wunderkind.
What's the password? Bzzt! What's the password? Bzzt! ^&@!#$ Oh nevermind, I have better things to do..!
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Yes.. yes, good boy Renaat! What?! Who the hell's Renaat? Sorry sorry, I was close! What do you mean, you were close?!
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Seriously, this is one of the most 'boomeranging' characters I've ever seen in my life. The basic conceit is that Esther's a relatively normal, decent human being that the audience can ogle to death because she's incidentally an attractive young woman. In fact, SHE'S arguably the wicked fiend here, and it's the helpless audience who are actually the innocent little lambs, a delightfully unexpected turning of the traditional tables!
Oh dear.
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Ooh, ooh, Esther! A falling star! Let's make a wish! >granted!<
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*Ugh, I don't feel so good. Those mussels from earlier weren't fresh.
Oh, shutup! Can't you just rub some lotion on?
Aaron, you idiot! You put too much lotion on again!*
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Again, we're not talking about brilliant comedic masterpieces here, but yes-- there's indeed a crazy, deranged aspect about Esther that-- well, actually, it's kinda brilliant in it's own deranged way, no? C'mon, work with me here--
Bah: I'm getting tired of trying to translate my horrible Dutch in to English, but here she's on holiday, thoughtfully making an absentee display for the peeping tom across the street. Of course, he-- crazy, weirdo, Peeping Tom is caught trying to do the same:
Fernando, what are you doing! we'll miss our flight! - Coming, dear, coming..!
Oh great, now it's an ABBA joke...
Okay, here we have Esther and her blue-skinned best friend, stuck on the road side. They're in quite the spot, until... someone finally has a great idea--
You just can't argue with logic like that!
Okay, okay, last series, here we go--
"Hello, I'd like to get to know you better" / Esther counters with rectal prostate exam chart, man goes screaming, terrified in to the distance / "Always works!"
"You don't look bad... what would you think if you & I...?" / "Yes, fantastic! Would you like to become a member of our Big & Betsy fan club?!" / "Always works!"
"Ooh, I've never seen you before. Do you sometimes feel like...?" / "I have been deaf and dumb since birth. You can support me by buying this doll or giving it whatever you want" / "Uh, uh, I have to go, sorry!" / "Always works!"
Hello, do you come here often? Can I offer you a drink? / Pervert! How dare you come begging for a blowjob after watching you screw my dog on my best sofa! / "Damn, sometimes it doesn't always work."
Note: violence against women is something I do not endorse in any way, shape, or form. If I have screwed up in any particular way upon such, then may this post be swiftly deleted, and please accept my sincere apologies.
So far I've only read a bit of his stuff published States-side in Heavy Metal magazine. While I aim to swiftly correct that, I do already love Torres' "ligne claire" and imaginative compositions.
More about Torres' fabulous work at Lambiek and Bedetheque.
These are the Krostons, a wicked little band of fools out to conquer the world. More here.
Being evicted from the sewers by the Head Rat seems appropriate for this Wednesday.
Title: The Monster that Haunted the Sewers.
Inspector Lestrade (joyfully sarcastic): "Is that your gigantic monster, Holmes? It's just a big rat!"
Watson: (hears something a trifle alarming just behind)
(visual: a giant spider is seen emerging)
Pardon if this doesn't quite belong here. I searched Lemmy explorer for a Holmes community, but saw none. It doesn't quite fit my own community, either (Euro Graphic Novels), so I figured maybe here?
In any case, this little cartoon is by Nicolas Barral, and is part of a bande dessinees series called Ex-Libris, published by Fantasmagories.
Note: if someone wanted to start up a Holmes community on Lemmy, please tag me so I can subscribe, thanks!
Animaleries is a 64pg book published by Fluide Glacial in 2015. It's chock full of flights of fancy like these, involving animals and familiar objects & scenarios.
Solé was first published in ~1971, evidently influenced by the psychedelic culture of the times. Some of his work is a bit much for me (the Frank Zappa 'dirty socks' piece comes to mind), but his draftsmanship and imagination are undeniably top notch.
More about him and his work here.
This is a wonderfully-fun, charismatic pirate's tale that rises well above similar fare. At 200 pages, it's easy and fun to read, with attractive, cartoony art, but what sets it apart is the excellent, gripping plot and superb storytelling. Even though the author Schweizer is an American, overall this feels a lot more like a 'Euro' work, hence why I've decided to share it. (see the sidebar for more about that)
So to our tale-- we start off on a merchant ship with something of a tense, building Mutiny on the Bounty situation due to the captain skimping on rations and running the crew ragged. "Catfish," our young protagonist, tries to speak up for one of his ailing fellows, but is accused of mutiny by the captain in a moment of extreme paranoia. Just as Catfish is being strung up, a pirate ship is spotted on the horizon, which swiftly runs our ship down.
In the sequence below, our protagonist has an audacious plan to help his new (pirate) captain lure in an English pirate hunter, one who's also carrying a treasure-hold of taxes from the Jamaican colonies.
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Previously, a rather unwise act of mercy on Catfish's part during the merchant captain's execution made him a bitter enemy out of the cruel, dangerous first mate. For the rest of the book, the main plot theme is thus a running battle of wills between our man and the hulking brute. We'll take a closer look at him in the final sample.
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Above we see a sequence that for me hearkened back to the excellent Master & Commander (2003) film, which explored a variety of hardships such tall ships of the time encountered.
The book is certainly loose and simple in graphics, heavy on the line-work, yet balances that with relentlessly fresh energy and expressiveness.
I really can't say enough about the storytelling. There's no wasted panels, no extra story that doesn't help move the book forward, and no overexplaining. It's very much a 'show, don't tell' kind of work, in which everything works together beautifully. Indeed, I found it quite a nice example of Chekhov's gun.
Above we see a page from the big finale between Catfish and the bloodthirsty first mate!
The book was published by Oni Press (~2015), and is a color reworking of an earlier B&W version. There's evidently a series of these "Crogan" books, and if the others are as good as this one, I think readers everywhere are all in for quite some treats.
Above is the fabled porte du temps (door of time), located in the Somonite desert. All three of these images / locations appear in L'archiviste, a companion book to the series. (I'm making this post because of the nice intro to book three published yesterday, here)
Le Lac Vert, Arrivee de l'Expédition Loms-Nered (the Green Lake, setting for the arrival of the Loms-Nered expedition)
The Obscure Cities (Les Cités Obscures) is a BD series created by Belgian artist François Schuiten and French writer Benoît Peeters. First serialized in magazine format in 1982, the series has been published in album format by Casterman since 1983. New installments of the series were published throughout the 1980s, 1990s, and 2000s in varying formats, including full-color, partial color, greyscale, and B&W, as well as photo comic, picture book, and multimedia formats. The series is distinguished by Schuiten's realistic rendering of diverse contemporary, historical, and imaginary architectural styles. --WP
Mont Michelson - La Distraction de l'Astronome
In this fictional world, humans live in independent city-states, each of which has developed a distinct civilization, each characterized by a distinctive architectural style. The series has no unifying narrative, instead telling a series of unrelated stories, using its fictional setting as the basis for magic realism and social commentary.
Schuiten's graphic representations and architectural styles is, among other historical themes, heavily influenced by Belgian Art Nouveau architect Victor Horta, who worked in Brussels at the turn of the 20th century. An important motif is the process of what he calls Bruxellisation, the destruction of this historic Brussels in favor of anonymous, low-quality modernist office and business buildings. --WP
A nice overview and wiki-resource for the series is HERE, in English & French.
This is a riff on a well-known sequence from The Calculus Affair (1956), album 18 in the Tintin series. Original page below:
It's also one of the many times in which the original French is altered somewhat to better fit English-speaking audiences. In the original, Putin (Haddock) exclaims "Thunder!," then "A thousand portholes!"
NOTE: This image is claimed by both X and Deviantart. I'm not quite sure who the original online artist is at this time. In any case, Slava Ukraini.
Another recent find from Fluide Glacial magazine, this is a 'police lineup' cut from the book cover of Impostures, tome 1.
The book itself is a collection of screamingly funny tribute / parodies of famous BD characters. I'll maybe post a story or two in future, after I'm done bumbling through the French.
I also loved the inside cover!
Thanks for this thread and the replies, and I just wanted to add on that there are additional issues going on, related or not. For example:
Our community ("lemm.ee/c/eurographicnovels" no longer shows up in "Lemmy Explorer."
For example, we were the #2 listing for a long time, until ten days ago, when these three issues first manifested.
See:
https://lemmyverse.net/communities?query=graphic+novels
"Graphic novels" is literally our title, and the wording routinely occurs throughout our posts, but we're now invisible?