Friday, April 5, 2024

That’s Me In The Corner

 



The picture above is The Johnson Bar at Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese Pub overlooking Fleet Street. 

As if by magic , my Avatar is sitting in the corner on April 6th 2024 , raising a glass of Samuel Smith’s Bitter on the 60th Anniversary of The Cartoonist’s Club of Great Britain.

The Club was born at The Feathers on Fleet Street on April 1st 1960. Sadly, The Feathers no longer exists and but plans were afoot to hold the 60th Bash at The Punch Tavern in April 2020 .

Unfortunately fate, in the form of the Covid Pandemic , bowled everyone a massive googly and events everywhere were cancelled summarily. 

Subsequent attempts to reconvene were scuppered by strikes.

A change of management at The Punch Tavern resulted in changes to the terms and conditions of the club’s booking which were unacceptable so it was decided to move the event to Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese , which has a long and venerable history, with links to the newspaper industry generally , and cartooning specifically.

So from 4pm onwards on 6th April 2024 The Cartoonist’s Club of Great Britain will be celebrating its 60th Birthday Bash…four years late.

I can’t be there in person , but my avatar will have a whale of a time .

If you squint in the half light of the Johnson Bar, as the afternoon eases into evening , you might just catch sight of me .That’s me in the corner…






Friday, March 22, 2024

The Starbeck Orion Magazine






Rare opportunity to see me reading some poems wot I wrote , in Paul Brooke’s new online compendium

“The Starbeck Orion” a sumptuous collection of words and art from around the world…  

https://the880.substack.com/p/the-starbeck-orion-1-7a0?r=33jsyn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&triedRedirect=true

Saturday, March 2, 2024

My Silent Disco

 



Mozza , Wagga and Baz love it. They came late to the party but their enthusiasm is immense.

Saturday night has always been Disco Nite in my view. 

From the early days when a bloke (always a bloke) sat behind a box which glowed it’s way through a sequence of colours , to my mate Paul’s wall of lights and dry ice , which made dancers into silhouettes in a multi-coloured fog, I have always felt that if the weekend started with Ready Steady Go , it didn’t really get anywhere until the following evening.

Wozza, Bazza and  Mog have come to it from different places. Mog is some sort of physicist and knows everything about Genesis. He has a lot of albums by Yes and Emerson,Lake and Palmer. 

Bazza cut his teeth on Northern Soul but also likes The Jam and Two-Tone Ska. 

Wozza thinks music was invented in 1990.

I guess we could have some lively debates , but we don’t . Our cans are parallel universes. We cut a groove to different tunes but the emotion is powerful and shared.

I am eclectic. I irrigate a course winding from the sixties to yesterday with a selection of craft beers.

Bozza , Mazza and Wiz share a love of the late hour and we can often be found after midnight swaying silently around my disco light. Only on Saturdays , though.



Sunday, February 18, 2024

Show Don’t Tell



Show Don’t Tell



The curvy line was in the sand,

etched with a stick in his left hand


That’s a snake is what he said.

The story starts here,at the head.


Along the middle words abound ,

and this is where the clues are found.


Just down here , around that bend

the tail’s in sight and that’s the end.



Tony Noon





 

Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Not In The New Yorker This Week





Leather and Light


I


Worn souls. Waiting to display

humour and economy in line. 

A camaraderie of shared intent

ripples along this high corridor, 

but at the desk it is a knockout 

punch which wins column inches.

Rejection weighs heavy. It makes

the ride down quicker but they will

keep coming back in new shoes.


II


Cyberspace has no emotion

and no smell. No imprint left 

by inky fingers.Quick and certain 

as flashlights finding brick walls,

or laser rings around the moon,

this receipt for dreams offers

no sure acceptance but suggests

the door is open to virtual success.



Tony Noon




I don’t think The New Yorker is going to publish this poem , which is a tribute to the intrepid Contributors to the world famous magazine. For many years , the only way you could hope to get a cartoon published was to turn up on a particular day and queue with all the other hopefuls to get an instant yes or no on your latest creations. I always loved the idea of this. Although they were competing , literally hand to hand , for scarce space in the mag , the ritual and the queue itself created a shared experience which in turn created lifelong friendships in a profession better known for the isolation of many individual artists.


Leather refers to the worn shoe leather caused by schlepping across the city to join the queue for weeks and years…


Light refers to the internet with its infinite corridors where we can wait without chatting.


The cartoon is pure fiction. Enjoy…




Wednesday, January 24, 2024

A JOURNEY INTO COLOUR





The earliest things we notice are movement , colour and sound. My very early years were the dull second half of the nineteen fifties…Way too young to appreciate the emergence of rock & roll , but hooked way too early by the box in the corner. I can remember most of Talking Pictures Channel’s extensive archive , first time round. Then , as now , they presented a window on a black and white world , which was reinforced by piles of albums filled with grainy photographs of family and friends.


For a long time , this was how I remembered my past. Monochrome.

I have , from time to time , found myself defending the integrity of black and white imagery , as if the drab tones actually added another dimension to what some may call a bygone era. 


Alongside this 425 line perspective there was another journey.


My escape from drabness was via the comics I loved to read .


Beano , Dandy and Topper , of course , followed by Sparky , TV Comic and later TV21.


The DC Thompson titles always mixed full colour , spot colour , and black and white. TV Comic and , particularly , TV21 offered glossy full colour and dramatic artwork.


Even at a very young age , I was particularly taken with spot colour. 


In hindsight , I know that this was a by product of the printing processes at the time , and was utilised as a cost saving measure , rather as an aesthetic quality in its own right.


I just found it particularly pleasing , and even today I take pleasure in creating an essentially black and white cartoon with elements of colour added.

This is not spot colour in the truest sense , but it works for me.


Having said that , I always had a secret desire to be able to produce full colour cartoon panels like I had seen in American comic books. I was particularly fond of Casper The Friendly Ghost , and his pal Spooky , who had his own book.


As a kid , this really was dream stuff. I was already pretty good at cartoonish drawing , particularly characters like Superman , but I would only draw and colour in pencils .


It would be ten or more years before I felt happy with ink drawings . Some of this , in all honesty , related to technological developments with pen and ink itself. 


Many cartoonists swear by dip pens even now , but for a severe left hander , who had to learn to write with a very crude dip pen , when every desk had it’s own inkwell , even writing my name was , for a long time , a smudgy mess and my fingers were forever blue.


I eventually mastered the fountain pen and , more happily , the cartridge pen , but as I used these from Mathematics to English Language , I couldn’t make the giant leap to drawing with them … particularly as the colour of choice for writing back then was blue.


Cartoons , I knew from hours of reading Punch in dentists’ waiting rooms, had to be drawn in black.


I had a fleeting phase of scribbling in ball point pen but was always disappointed with the hit and miss line it produced and the annoying habit such pens have of depositing an unexpected extra dollop of ink where you didn’t want it…which smudged horribly if you tried to blot it.


Felt tipped pens began to offer me the opportunity to experiment with colour , but were no good for me as drawing implements as I found the ink bled too readily into the paper I used . 


Trial and error led me into the use of technical pens for drawing and for a long time , when I wanted to use colour , I used pencils. 


I was happy with this until I learned how to use a scanner in conjunction with my computer… Cartoons which looked full of colour on paper , looked washed out on screen. I realised that if I wanted to enter the digital age in any meaningful way , I would have to strengthen my colouring before I scanned.


Back then , to marker pens. These had moved on a bit since I last used them. They now offered me not only a more subtle range than the twelve pack of bright colours I had used before, but they had fine brush tips which helped me to keep the colour where I wanted it.


A combination of these and an old version of Photoshop helped me to up my game , particularly with regard to blocks of solid colour.


The real game changer came last summer. 


After a number of false starts with illustration software , Loraine bought me an iPad 9 , and I was able to install Procreate . 


With the addition of an Apple Pencil , I have been on a steep learning curve. 


Learning to produce artwork which looks like my traditional pen work has took a bit of time , but I’m getting there.


I have to say that I have particularly enjoyed playing with colour.






When I showed Loraine , her first comment was how vibrant the colours are.


Importantly , I thought , she saw the colours before she saw the gag.


My usual way of working starts with the gag , then I decide how to

represent the gag in a line drawing. It’s usually at this stage that I decide whether it will be full colour , black and white , or something in between.


For the first time , I have been able to experiment with the notion of colour and work backwards. I hope it works.


In one sense , I have realised a dream , but whether that will change the way I work in future I don’t know.  


Whatever happens , I have enjoyed the journey immensely.





Friday, January 19, 2024

Cartoon Exhibition at The Duke of Greenwich London SE10





I feel very pleased to be included in this exhibition of cartoons at The Duke of Greenwich pub in London.

I am in the company of some of the greatest names in the business. The link below will give you a flavour of the artwork and humour

https://procartoonists.org/the-great-greenwich-pub-exhibition-of-2024/

If you are in travelling distance , you might like to try a flavour of the fine food and drink on offer…If the cartoonists left anything .


It’s on till February 1st…