This is obviously a cool splash page from John Byrne’s (story, pencils and inks) run on Wonder Woman. Tremendous detail apparent here.
Less obvious without the published page nearby of course is the terrific coloring here by Patricia Mulvihill. She creates a clear background and foreground with minimal tone, adding depth and clarity to the art.
If you’re curious about plot, Darkseid and his legions have killed quite a few of Diana’s fellow warriors and wrecked Themyscira, but didn’t get what they wanted, so they split.
Remember when DC had some space for some comics that were fun, even playful?
How about Plastic Man, written by Marty Pasko and drawn by the talented and versatile Joe Staton. (Also, he and his wife Hillary are two of the loveliest people you will ever meet. Trust me on this.)
DC will bring back ol’ Plas someday — although, given the current state of the editorial mindset in the industry, there is always a chance he will come back as a schizophrenic who only thinks he can stretch.
Trust me on this, too.
(Fun footnote. Someone at DC must have liked this story as much as I do — it was reprinted just a few years later in 1983’s Adventure #503, the final issue of the series.
Bob Brown’s Superboy stories were the Superboy stories I read as a kid.
Wally Wood inks? A very happy bonus.
Even though the stories rarely matched the intensity of the typically featured Neal Adams covers, I’d likely buy a collection of this material on the spot if it ever becomes available. Nostalgia is a powerful thing. (It’s shocking how much DC silver age superhero material remains to be printed. But that’s a story for another day.)
Superman: Blood of My Ancestors is an unusual project. Gil Kane was the original penciller, but he passed away before he could finish it, and then John Buscema took over the penciling, and did manage to finish it — before his passing shortly thereafter.
So, when the book finally see print in 2003, both pencillers, giants in the industry were gone.
Kevin Nowlan provides finishes for both. (And as a bonus, because Kevin inked Gil’s pages, they won’t fade away like so many of the other Kane “marker era” pages from his latter DC comics career.)
Not a ton of Superman in this one-shot since much of the story revolves around an early ancestor of the House of El. In fact, most of the Buscema pages look like a classic barbarian tale. Kal-El’s distant relative is a dead ringer for Conan.
Who knew?
Gil’s depiction of Superman in flight made the back cover of the one-shot as well. It reminds me a lot of this great house ad for Gils underrated run on Superman in the early 80s, just prior to John Byrne’s overhaul of the character and the mythos.
Finishing our mini-celebration of the X-Men’s 60th anniversary.
Here’s a fun page from X-Men First Class, featuring, as part of the story, Kitty a bit out of sorts in an underground drainage system. It’s here she learns the secret of Doc Blake’s cane and his transformation abilities into — well — the last panel tips us off, doesn’t it? (Of course, the cover was a giveaway, too.)
Clear and interesting storytelling, and a wonderful use of shadows and light, make this an exceptionally compelling page. (Once again, although the published page is fine, the original looks much better in black and white.)
Continuing a mini-celebration of the X-Men’s 60th anniversary.
Here’s a perfect (or as perfect gets) Wolverine cover by underrated artist David Williams. It features a pissed off Wolverine (actually, that might be redundant) and a shocked and terrified Kitty Pryde dynamically heading into — or out of — trouble.
Great background detail (nicely adapted from from photo reference) provides extra depth and interest while still setting off the foreground. Overall, a very nice use of shadows and light. (The digital coloring on the published cover handles it less effectively.)
And cliche’s are cliche’s for a reason: Every time I examine the expression on Kitty’s Face I do indeed think one picture is worth a thousand words.
Poster, Creation Con (#1), November 1971, Art By Kenneth Smith
I’ve posted previously about my very first comic book convention in 1971, which coincidentally, was also the very first Creation convention in NYC, organized by teenagers Adam Malin and Gary Berman. (52 years ago. Oof, I feel old. But better than the alternative.)
Thanks to a doting Aunt, I was able to spend a few hours at the New Yorker that weekend, no doubt channeling a Tex Avery cartoon character: Eyes bugging out at all the wonders in the room. I spent whatever little pocket money I had well before I left.
Last year (2022), I happened to have an extra day in NYC before the Thanksgiving weekend, so I trekked out to the wilds of NJ (actually, close to midtown) to visit retailer Anthony Snyder’s warehouse, following up on some art I was interested in. (It’s an impressive collection of comics and comic art — definitely an interesting place to get lost in for a minute.)
As we were closing in on a deal for multiple items, I discovered this gem buried in a portfolio: A poster for that same Creation Con. (Kenneth Smith’s “demon” art was used for both the poster and convention program.) And wow, does that logo scream early 70s.
Delighted I acquired it — and, given the timing, I’m guessing there must be some sort of kismet about Thanksgiving weekend for me. Appropriate, too, because I am indeed thankful — for a lot of things.
Happy Holiday, everyone.
* Fun fact: Unlike many of the hotels that hosted those early New York conventions, the New Yorker is still here. And close enough to the Javits Center, that visitors to the current-day New York Comic-Con often stay there.
Continuing a mini-celebration of the X-Men’s 60th anniversary.
Spider-Man and Wolverine. Team-up or rivalry? Peanut butter and chocolate — or Coke vs. Pepsi?
Doesn’t really matter. Two of Marvel’s most famous icons in one story typically means chaos and fun, especially when a talented artist like Chris Bachalo takes charge.
Bonus points for snow, at least for me. Issues #47- #49 of Amazing Spider-man were the earliest issues I read, and yep, Spidey must ultimately deal with snow. Not to mention the flu. Oh, and he gets his butt whipped by a different kind of dynamic duo: Kraven the Hunter and The Vulture.
