It’s been pretty crazy these past several weeks, here in the basement of Forbidden Planet NYC. There was the heat wave … and other things to, I suspect. I just remember the heat wave, then a blank period, and then waking up with a copy of RASL stuck to the side of my face.
Of course, there is always the smothering embrace of an ever-expanding pile of mini comics, which processes a seductive power akin to falling asleep in the snow (a fate whose appeal has increased sevenfold in the past few days). Two books in particular have helped to both entertain me and to fan my perspiring brow as though I were the obese sheriff of a Bandit-plagued southern township.
Unspoken is collection of short anthology and zine submissions from the early 90s. Now an established creator (with four books out from Fantagraphics, including Artichoke Tales), these stories were done while Kelso was still cutting her teeth. That said, the work is solid, though a bit hit-or-miss. Here the artist is still finding her voice, and as such the stories and art are quite varied. This is both a positive and a negative, as it yields comics that don’t ways work as well as they could have, or in the case of “The Alien Birth,” that veer off into genres that the artist wasn’t as comfortable with. But that is what being a young and hungry cartoonist is all about: trying everything and seeing what sticks. Continue reading