G A N Z E E R . T O D A Y

In the previous Comix Engine, I discussed the prospect of a 90-page periodical containing a mixed bag of comix, prose, and other art to be released three times a year. With 36 pages of those 90 constituting Act 1 of a 3-act graphic novel. It occurs to me now that a 4-month wait for an installment in a story is probably… a bit too long.

Heck, even monthly is a considerable wait. Weekly is the ideal. I think we as humans are kind of hardwired for weekly doses of pleasure. Hence: Weekly week-ends, weekly sermons, weekly television episodes, weekly “city mags”, and so on.

So perhaps a weekly trickle of 3-page installments in the lead-up to the publication is a good idea?

Online obviously. Not much point in a 3-page print publication. It would need to be written with that 3-page “beat” structure in mind though. With something of a sort-of cliffhanger every 3 pages, while avoiding the likely camp that comes with that sort of gimmick. The trick is to make sure that that “beat” doesn’t become too tiresome as a 144-page volume at the end of the year 🤔

(First published in Restricted Academy no. 141 on December 14, 2019)

#ComixEngine

It is that time of year again, where I find myself haunted by Ideas. I get restless, insomniac, and spend hours trying to capture the tsunami of thought in scribbles, notes, and sketches. This is a recurring state, and possibly the closest thing I get to a “Manic State” (other artists I’m sure can relate). The important thing to remember is not to act upon said Tsunami of Thought, and instead realize it is a phase of idea-development, not idea-implementation. Idea implementation comes later, after you’ve had enough distance from the heat of the idea’s inception to consider it rationally, and think through the facets of its realization. Of course, it depends on the idea. Certain ideas are only capable of being done in heat. This however isn’t one of them.

Because what this is, is not a one time thing. It’s a long-term thing that would require a sustained and very regular flow of production, and that is something that requires careful planning as opposed to sheer dependence on a singular spark that lights up in the dead of night (essentially not unlike the difference between a one-night stand and an actual relationship).

Backstory: Whenever I step away from something for a while, I get the strongest itch to get back into it with vigor. So, for example, if I step away from contemporary art and the exhibition circuit and spend some time invested in working on comix, it’s only a couple months before I wanna get back into contemporary art again. Right now? I’m very excited about comix again. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

So, somewhere in the back of my mind I’ve been thinking about a structure that would allow for a sustained production of All The Things! The Art, the Comix, the Design, and the Writing!

And I think I’ve found it! A publication. Or rather, more like a publishing model. Or more accurately, a little bit of both.

(This of course is not surprising to anyone who actually knows me, as the dream of self-publishing has been a very long one—for publishing is itself a creative act—and I’ve been toying with a variety of ideas in that regard for a long time now.)

It’s clear to me now that the format popularized by American Corporate Comics is quite simply… insane. Assuming one has a life beyond making comics and only works 5 days a week (hahahahaha), one would have to produce about 22 pages of comics in a mere 20 days. So that’s a little over a page a day. Of course, it’s a little more doable within the assembly line system of Corporate Comics, but if you’re a very independent maker of comix, that would mean writing, penciling, inking, lettering, and assembling all on your own (color is obviously not even an option here), and doing all that work on a page-a-day basis is simply impossible.

(There are of course exceptions to the rule; Ditko, Byrne, Eisner…)

This realization naturally led me to consider the format Warren Ellis invented for his collaboration with Ben Templesmith, FELL: 16 pages of comix in a 24pp unit. That left 8 pages; 2 for the cover and backcover, and 6 for some backmatter: a bit of script, some sketches, and random thoughts connected to the installment at hand. On top of that, the series was very episodic, with each episode largely self-contained. Prrrreeetty genius if you ask me.

But… and this is no small but, producing 16 pages of comix in 20 days is 0.8 pages a day, which… y’know, is still about a page a day (and remember, I’d be writing the thing too), so it still doesn’t quite shave enough off.

But then, Warren (who is the cause of all my sleepless nights) recently mentioned another format that’s been nagging at the back of his head: 48-page graphic novellas, 3 times a year.

That, ladies and gentlemen, entails producing no more than 12 pages of comix a month. About half a page per day, which is very very doable.

But because I’m interested in more than just comix, I began to expound on the idea a little bit (I may very well backtrack and start to re-simplify, but bear with me for now). Before I get into the non-comix stuff though, I think it might be nice to divide the monthly comix output into two features instead of one (helps keep shit interesting). Three of those 12 pages can be assigned to a self-contained short, along the lines of say… SLICES which Andrew Dabb collaborated on with a wide range of artists for the long defunct Opi8.com (including, by the way, the aforementioned Ben Templesmith and other would be comicbook professionals such as Brett Weldele of THE SURROGATES fame—Opi8 also featured the early work of Molly Crabapple and Kieron Gillen, a testament to the importance of “anthologies” for the development of any creative field, even in the “Cyber Age”.)

(Hey, it was the early 2000’s.)

So: 3 pages of self-contained comix + 9 pages of comix towards a longer story.

I imagine I could manage to also work in about 4 pages of prose fiction and 4 pages of non-fiction. And maybe even 4 more pages of other art: painting, collage, graphics, Stand-alone art things that can be sprinkled throughout the publication (there go my weekends).

Which puts me at a total of 22 pages of material per month.

Now, I wouldn’t print the thing monthly. It’d come out 3 times a year, collecting 88 pages of content, plus a couple of pages for frontispiece and index. So say, 90 pages in total.

(Although, maybe digital-only for the monthly installments?)

A 90-page perfect-bound paperback journal of comix, writing, and art, printed in black and white save for the cover (which would be in color). At 6”x9” I can probably manage to price it at around 10 bucks. Not dirt cheap, but not obtrusively expensive either. Of course, only 48 pages of that 90-page volume would be comix. 36 of them dedicated to one single comix story, and 12 assigned to four self-contained 3-page comix.

36 pages would be too short for a graphic novella though, so let’s say that 36-page comix story isn’t a complete story, but is only Act One of a story. By the end of the year, you have all three acts finished and collected in their very own 144-page hardback without any of the other stuff (that stuff only appears in the journal). Still black & white, but on nicer paper. This would likely end up on the pricey side, around $30 or so (rough estimate).

So to summarize, I would only publish two types of things:

A 90-page paperback journal of mixed content—3 times a year.

A 144-page hardback graphic novel—once a year..

(And maaaaaaaybe a collection of all the prose stuff every… 3 years?)

Still, if one was to play it safe, you ideally want all the material for at least 2 journal editions in the bag before you actually print anything. So that’s essentially 8 months of work in advance without pay. And then you want to account for the likelihood of not turning a profit for… at least 4 issues (if you turn a profit at all), which means best not attempt to even start anything like this at all without 16 months worth of expenses set aside. A conservative estimate I’d say is… maybe $68,000.

Which y’know, isn’t impooooossssible, but still, not something you wake up in the morning and just decide to do. Not a bad target to set and plan for (while fully acknowledging that it still may totally flunk in the end, which is always the most likely scenario, and that’s okay).

So if I do in fact sustain the necessary madness to actually embark on this ridiculous idea one day, it wouldn’t be till a few years after I’m done with THE SOLAR GRID (keeping my fingers crossed for 2020), so no way before… 2023-24, if at all.

(This post was first published on December 1st in Restricted Frequency no. 140)

#ComixEngine

“I remember back when 10,000 pesos got you a house with a gardener!” exclaims the elderly Canadian, 10,000 pesos being the equivalent of 527.55 U.S. dollars. She also remembers when it rained for two weeks straight in 1998. I imagine her life hasn't been all that eventful since.

“Yeah, you can't do that now. I pay 11,000 pesos for a two bedroom.” responds her friend. That's still just 580 U.S.

Five hundred and eighty dollars a month for a place that is a stone's throw away from the beach is not something you can get anywhere in North America. I'm not so sure what these ladies are complaining about.

Puerto Vallarta is an idealic fishing village turned tourist hub on the Pacific Ocean side of Mexico. Even with the influx of white Anglo tourists—especially during the months of December and January where the temperature hovers around an unbeatable 30C/86F—it still hasn't lost its small town charm (unless you spend all your time in the “Zona Romantica”, which is just big hotels and stores for white-tourists). Roads are narrow, paved with uneven stones, houses are small two-three story structures, often adorned with intricate metal gates and a color accent or two. The “central” part of town is designed for walking where you can do everything on foot: go to the marketplace, hit the beach, sit at a cafe or bar, get a haircut, go clubbing, check out an art gallery, try out a different restaurant everyday, go to the bank, buy clothes, you name it. Pelicans hover in flocks, iguanas chill on rocks, and the locals go about their day with the cheerful nonchalance of beachside living. Seafood and fruit are always very fresh and available in great abundance. As are the cocktails. At very affordable prices too (at least by U.S. standards).

I reckon it would be a great place to come for a writing sabbatical (or any kind of “workation” that can be performed remotely).

The best way to do it to have access to tourist/foreign amenities without being too isolated from the town's authentic vibes is to get a little rental somewhere between Calle Allende and Isla Cuale, or within proximity to Mercado Emiliano Zapata (especially if you plan on being in town for a month or more and will need to buy groceries often). Stay away from restaurants that are awfully touristic; food is never as good and prices are usually significantly higher. La Isla de Marin's Seafood is absolutely slamming, as is Balam Balam.

As a rule, if you see too many gringos? Just keep walking (which I understand goes against the nature of many a gringo).

Puerto Vallarta

#Travel #PuertoVallarta #Mexico

As you can see, I've returned to the “Isles of Blogging” again, this time with ganzeer.today, a seethingly deceptive title because I don't blog everyday (although I may be encouraged to just by having that as a blog name).

The actual reason I ended up with this title is that I was facing a lot of technical hurdles getting a ganzeer.com subdomain as the blog's URL, and so I figured I'd go ahead and give it a dedicated domain name (which was easier to set up for some reason). And I just went with—what seemed to me—like the most obvious domain name I could think of at 5 in the morning. A spur of the moment decision. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

If, like me, you use an RSS reader for your blog reading, the RSS feed for this blog is quite simply: ganzeer.today/feed

I have it set up so that it transmits directly onto the Ganzeer.com front page (along with my Instagram and Twitter), so you can more or less access all things Ganzeer right on my homepage. Which I believe is how it should be. I'm oldschool enough to retain the idea of a person's website constituting more than a mere online brochure. I came upon the internet when the main online presence for anyone making anything was their website, where that was the go to place to see what they were making and what they were up to. If social media platforms aren't entirely avoidable for the time being, then at the very least have them feed into your website. I loath the idea of using Instagram as a “portfolio”, it's not how I ever intended people to see my work. I only ever got on it to share mediocre cell phone pics of the world around me.

Anyway, here's my blog. I use write.as to write it. The feed's format on ganzeer.com isn't very ideal; I'm having trouble making it mirror ganzeer.today's specs exactly, but this should do for now.

#housekeeping

A little while ago, Anna Iltnere of the Sea Library blog asked a number of cultural operators, including myself, what the word “cosmopolitan” meant to us. This was for The Sultan’s Seal, an online literary journal started by writer Youssef Rakha (author of THE CROCODILES and THE BOOK OF THE SULTAN'S SEAL).

Below is my answer:

A person can be described as cosmopolitan, and so can a place. A cosmopolitan person is likely a polyglot with an excellent command of multiple languages. This allows him or her to become equally immersed in an array of cultures by way of literature, music, art, food, cinema, fashion and all manner of a people’s being.

A cosmopolitan place on the other hand is a location that allows for the convergence of cultures on an equal footing, without a single culture imposing itself as the hegemonic umbrella for it all.

You should absolutely check out The Sultan’s Seal link though to see what the other authors said, all of who are far smarter and far more eloquent than myself.

#Commentary

Got back from New York last night and still decompressing. The TAHRIR IS NOW night at Joe's Pub was powerful, special, and immensely emotional. One of the highlights for me was when the crew, slyly scattered between the audience, shouted “down with the president” at the top of their lungs, getting everyone in the otherwise gentile space that is Joe's Pub totally riled up and very much on board.

May the spirit of revolution continue to live and prosper, and propel beautifully where it is most needed and least expected.

Tahrir Is Now (Photo by Kelsey P. Norman)

(Another major highlight was the presence of literary giant Alaa Al Aswany in the audience!)

#Appearances #NYC

I was supposed to me in Miami this week for all the art things, but a change of plan was in order to make time to finish up 3 large canvases I have lined up for a buyer. There's no real “hurry” to wrap these pieces up, except that I have a bunch of other travel plans scheduled for later in the month as well as next month, on top of having to deal with moving (again). Which basically means if I don't finish these guys this very week, it might be two whole months before I can get around to them again.

Alas, Miami Art Week had to give, and it was time to buckle down and burn through these canvases. They're big, 122 x 269 cms each (that's 48 x 106 inches to the isolationists). There isn't a whole lotta work left on them, but just enough to garner a week's worth of undivided attention.

Sneak peek: (Un)Fear #3

The process of creating these particular pieces was a bit unique in that it involved a degree of “audience participation”. The impetus for the paintings was to adorn the lobby of the Loeb Drama Theater in Cambridge (MA) during their run of A.R.T's WE LIVE IN CAIRO musical, 3 canvases that evoked the sense of turbulence, upheaval, and rebellion during the tumultuous first years of the Egyptian “revolution” (roughly 2011-2014). To do this I actively drew inspiration from the look and feel of some Cairo's most exciting walls during that time. I also incorporated a few nods to some of the fictional stuff in the musical, essentially merging the fiction with the non-fiction. Also, in the spirit of those very Cairo walls there were the source of inspiration, we had paint markers set up next to the paintings alongside a note that encouraged theater-goers to tag and write whatever they wanted on them. This lasted throughout the play's run, and as such accumulated quite a lot of tags from the audience.

This was back in May, after which the canvases were exhibited at the Harvard Art Lab (where the initial painting phase took place) for their official opening in October, and then finally sent back to me in Houston for final additions and touch ups, before heading out to the aforementioned buyer. Like I said, a bit of a unique process, but one that I thoroughly enjoyed. I love discovering all the little additions added by the audience; things like the little stick figure scrawled on the side with the text “don't stand on the side”. Or “It's Capitalism that's the problem”, or “be careful what you wish for”, or “we need an uprising in the U.S”.

The audience's participation really adds so much richness to the pieces that I can honestly just sit there and stare at them for hours on end.

I have to admit, it's going to be quite sad parting with these guys. If I could I'd just hold onto them for good, but my ceiling isn't even high enough to properly display them, and that would not be fair to the paintings, not one bit.

#work

New York – December 9, 2019: I'll be in town to do a little hosting and reading for Daniel & Patrick Lazour’s TAHRIR IS NOW gig at Joe’s Pub. I am likely to end up being the unintentional comic relief, but otherwise it is sure to be a powerful night.

If you're in the city that night, you won't wanna miss it!

#appearances

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