S.P.A.C.E. 2011

Steve Willis Visits SPACE 2011
As reported by Bruce Chrislip

My first face-to-face meeting with Steve Willis was quite memorable. That was on Halloween night back in 1983 in Pullman, Washington. I had spent the day on a Greyhound bus traveling across the state from Seattle. The next evening we saw Robert Crumb give a talk and slide show presentation at Washington State University—where Steve was employed at the time. It was amazing!

Steve Willis with Outside In self-portraits.

But even more memorable was Steve’s recent visit to Ohio to attend Bob Corby’s SPACE 2011convention in Columbus on the weekend of March 19 and 20. SPACE stands for Small Press Alternative Comics Expo and it featured about 130 tables of people selling their own self-published comic books, zines, original artwork and (especially) minicomix. It was a comics convention that seemed to be uniquely designed for people like Steve and me. It was going to be a fun reunion of minicomix artists of the 1980s and 1990s. It turned out to be all that and more.

Friday March 18, 2011 6:45 a.m.
We picked Steve up at the airport at the crack of dawn Friday morning. From there, we drove across the Brent Spence Bridge from Covington, Kentucky over the Ohio River into Cincinnati. The city skyline loomed majestically before us. We ate breakfast at the First Watch restaurant downtown.

Steve was impressed by all the old buildings downtown—many dating from the 19th century. He was even more impressed by my breakfast order of goetta and eggs. Goetta (pronounced getta) is a sausage patty made from pork and oatmeal. It’s a dish of German origin and, seemingly, only available in Cincinnati and environs.

The topic of goetta became sort of a sub-theme of Steve’s visit. At every restaurant we went to, Steve quizzed the staff about whether they served goetta (or even knew what it was). He conducted an unofficial poll of the SPACE attendees on whether they ever heard of goetta. Typically, the Columbus natives hadn’t but all the visitors from Cincinnati/northern Kentucky knew about it. Cartoonist Josh Blair even gave us what sounded like an encyclopedic description of goetta when quizzed by Steve. Goetta was in the air at SPACE! We even circulated a comics jam page on Sunday that quickly latched on to the goetta theme.

Over Christmas weekend 2010, I hatched the idea of inviting Steve to the SPACE show. I even offered to pay his plane fare (with help from Bob Corby ‘s mighty SPACE organization). Steve was flabbergasted at the offer but immediately gave me an “unqualified yes” and so the planning began. I had known Steve since the early 1980s—even before the Pullman visit. Over the years, we had collaborated on many comix jams. Our cartooning paths seemed to cross over and over again. We hadn’t seen each other since 2005 when I visited him in Olympia, Washington. So we were both looking forward to this.

Steve also looked forward to meeting so many cartoonists that he had known for decades but had never met in person. That included just about everybody—including Colin Upton of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada who visits Seattle quite frequently (to this day) but had somehow always just missed meeting Steve. It seemed like the time was right.

To quote from Steve’s own blogspot:
The recent passing of our comix comrades like Jamie Alder, Mike Roden, Steve Fiorilla and Jay Kennedy hit me hard. These were people I was hoping to meet in person someday, and I figured eventually our paths would cross. I waited too long for “eventually” to happen.

The urgency of time had hit home. So Steve decided to seize the day and meet a few cartoonists he had known (or known of) for a decade or two or three. Starting with Justin Green, wife Carol Tyler and daughter Julia. All three are artists/cartoonists and showed us their work before we ventured forth to a lunch at the Sugar and Spice restaurant on Reading Road in Cincinnati – a place that is virtually unchanged in décor since the late 1950s/early 1960s. (You can’t call it retro if they’re not trying to recreate a look. They are the “look.”)

Steve was knocked out to finally be meeting one of his heroes from the underground comix world. He felt a little self-conscious telling Justin how much his work had meant to him. But Justin Green is a very down-to-earth kind of guy and he put Steve immediately at ease. Carol and Julia also treated Steve like an old friend. He was equally impressed by them as both people and as talented artists. The topics of this delightful lunch centered around art, comix, the origins of minicomix, upcoming projects and living in Cincinnati.

After lunch, we motored over to my older brother Dave’s house. My brother Dave is the guy who introduced me to comic books way back in 1960—and look at what happened! Besides helping me get City Limits Comix #2 published about twenty years later, we were both interview subjects in Steve’s version of the City Limits Gazette in the early 1990s. Dave hauled out a big box of hand-drawn comic books produced by the four Chrislip brothers when we were children. Steve was impressed by how similar they were to comics he and his friends had produced at the same age. Before leaving, Steve was introduced to Dave’s wife Denise Vajen—yet another comic book fan as well as a fan of Steve’s work.

Saturday March 19, 2011
8:00 a.m.
Saturday morning soon arrived and we were off to Columbus. Steve was clad in a sweater, slacks, dress shirt and tie. He told Joan that he always wore a tie to events. “I think they treat you better if you wear one,” he said. I decided to match Steve in sartorial splendor while attending SPACE. I wore a tie both days as well. On Saturday it was a Mickey Mouse tie and on Sunday I went for the solemnity of The Three Stooges.

We got to SPACE about twenty minutes after it started. Literally, as soon as we got through the doors of the Ramada and into the exhibitors hall, I was introducing Steve to other cartoonists. “Steve, I’d like you to meet Pam Bliss.” We walk a few paces. “Steve, I’d like to introduce you to Matt Feazell—Tim Corrigan—Sean Bieri.” We’re walking through the hall and haven’t even found our tables yet. “Michael Neno—meet Steve Willis!” And on and on.

When we did get to the tables, we discovered that Bob Corby had fortuitously stationed us between John Porcellino and Colin Upton. I had met each of them before, but Steve never had. Lots of great conversations ensued. Things were hectic. People were crowding around the table and I was still trying to set up. Here come the digital cameras. Photo opportunity time (the first of many)! Soon, Mike Hill (Worker Poet and Modernman) shows up—all the way from Pittsburgh. Then Max Traffic (White Buffalo Gazette) and daughter Hillary arrive—driving down from Butler, Pennsylvania. This is becoming more festive by the moment! We’re not only taking pictures of each other, we’re giving each other big hugs. Some of us are getting a little teary-eyed! Pretty good for a lot of people who have never met face-to-face before.

Mike Hill and Steve Willis.

Steve said that what had already been great fun, had suddenly become something of historic significance with Max traffic’s arrival. Max Traffic/Buzz Buzzizyk had never attended a comics convention (of any type) before. He came to meet Steve. He also brought lots of copies of his two impressive anthology publications Truth Be Known and the brand new edition of the White Buffalo Gazette. Both are square-bound books featuring some of the greatest cartoonists in our “bizarro/obscuro” comix network. We sold some at our table but mostly Max gave them away to other SPACE exhibitors. Everyone was highly impressed with the books—especially the arresting psychedelic cover imagery on Truth Be Known.

Dan Taylor and Tim Corrigan also stopped by the table to chat. I first met Dan when we were on a panel discussion along with the late Michael Roden at a Creation Con in Cincinnati exactly thirty years earlier in March 1981. We were identified back then as newave cartoonists and Adam Malin, the convention organizer, told us how surprised he was upon meeting us. He was expecting we’d come dressed like newave rock musicians or punks. Tim and I had our first meeting at a previous SPACE show perhaps ten years earlier. We were also on a panel discussion together—discussing minicomix, of course.

Mike Hill and I had last met back at Edd Vick’s apartment in Seattle once before. I didn’t remember exactly when. Mike told me it was 1988. Around the same time, Mike met Steve Willis for the first time. The late Lynn Hansen was visiting Steve in McCleary when all of a sudden Mike Hill pulled up in the driveway. Neither Steve nor Lynn knew ahead of time that Mike was coming. It was a great surprise. Now we were meeting again, a mere 23 years later.

The morning flew by and soon Steve and I were in the panel discussion room to present “A Conversation with Steve Willis.” I tried to tailor the questions to represent a somewhat chronological look at Steve’s life as a cartoonist. We went back in time with Steve to The Evergreen State College in Olympia, Washington circa 1974-1975 where he knew such people as Lynda Barry, Charles Burns and Matt Groening in their formative years. Burns was a bit of a loner, but Steve spent lots of time hanging out with Lynda and Matt back then. Steve actually worked in the offices of the Cooper Point Journal school newspaper. Matt was the editor and Steve was the production manager—which meant he designed ads for the paper. After Steve left Evergreen, Charles Burns took over his job.

Steve also recounted an anecdote related to the work of the late Ed “Big Daddy” Roth, custom car designer and the creator of Rat Fink. Along with Basil Wolverton, Roth was kind of the founder of the “ugly art” movement in comics—a definite influence on people that came later like S. Clay Wilson, Dennis Worden and Jeff Gaither and Steve himself. Anyway, Steve was still in elementary school when this happened back in the 1960s. His teacher was extremely agitated as she was addressing the class.

She held up a bubble gum card featuring Rat Fink and said the following in a slow cadence, carefully enunciating each word: “In New York City, there are real tall buildings and in these buildings are thin, pale men with sick minds who never see the sun and they make this stuff to rot your little brains and turn you into communists!”

Steve and his crewcut-clad classmates, to a boy, responded to this dire warning in similar fashion. “Cool!” they exclaimed in unison. Flash forward to 1987. Michael Dowers and I are preparing to publish Ed “Big Daddy” Roth’s Rat Fink Comix. Michael sent Roth a stack of other Starhead titles to let him know what kind of comics Starhead produced. In the intervening years, the onetime outlaw cartoonist had got religion. He told Michael something along the lines of, “I like all the comics you sent me, all except for that Morty the Dog stuff by Steve Willis. I don’t think it’s suitable for children!” That story got a big laugh from the audience.

Steve also gave a fitting tribute to the work of Clay Geerdes—the early ambassador of the minicomix movement. Clay Geerdes published the Comix World newsletter—which brought us all together back in those days. He exhorted young cartoonists to “publish your own” and we did! Clay led by example. He produced hundreds of Comix World minicomix back in the day. He introduced the soon-to-be creators of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird) to the minicomix world as well as publishing the first efforts of dozens of others. Just as Comicon International would not exist without the likes of Jack Kirby and Stan Lee, alternative comix shows like SPACE, APE and the Small Press Expo would not exist today without the pioneering work of Clay Geerdes in popularizing the minicomix form back in the 1970s and 1980s.

We talked of the evolution of my City Limits Gazette (which started as a 4-page newsletter in November 1980) to Steve’s version of same eleven years later. We started explaining about the “Bil Keane Watch”—a popular CLG feature under the Willis tenure that delved into the deeper meanings behind The Family Circus. To let the audience really experience “The Bil Keane Watch, I did dramatic readings of two of the early installments. The very first one (from the June 1991 City Limits Gazette) looked at son Billy’s “first steps into existential despair.” Members of the audience started chuckling, then laughing.

The laughter built with my reading of the next “Bil Keane Watch” from the August 1991 CLG. It started like so:
"Do not avert your eyes. Give in, give in to the circle. Recent top pick: the panel for July 25th. Daddy is flying a kite in a stark sky. A telephone pole with no wire stands like a lone crucifix in the treeless, suburban flat wasteland. The kite is black. Daddy and Jeffy (the lumpy cranium kid) look somber. Dolly asks, “Can we send a message up to Granddad?”

I paused just a beat, and read, “You can just imagine the scene that follows.”

The laughter was increasing as my delivery was building in intensity. Suddenly, I’m on my feet as I continued to read; clenching my fists, overcome by the emotion: "Daddy choking back tears, clenching his fists, “No Dolly, he’s dead. DEAD! DEAD!!"

But no need for Keane to follow up, the master has simply given us the hook. It hurts my brain just thinking about the multilevel concepts taking place in a circular panel.

I read the “Dead! Dead!!” part at top Chrislip volume (which meant the walls were shaking). Steve was laughing so hard he was crying. The audience loved it. I was afraid hotel security would show up. Believe me, it got loud!

A brief question and answer session followed the end of the talk. Thanks to the wonders of technology, “A Conversation with Steve Willis” was recorded and is available online in mp3 format at the SPACE website.

Our talk was followed by a sneak preview demo reel of Matt Feazell’s upcoming The Amazing Cynicalman movie. Steve stuck around to watch it, while I had to go back and man the table. (SPACE is such a cool show that we were able to leave our table for stretches at a time and not worry too much.) I did log in a few hours there just to sell books and sales were brisk. Steve and I also had freebies to hand out to the passing crowd. I had prepared a new minicomic called Free SPACE and Steve had a digest jam comic called We Rode With the Clowns. There were also free signed and numbered prints available at our table. Some featured Chrislip art alone, several others were jams between the two of us. We sold a few and we gave others away free—a free sample to get customers to buy a few comics. It worked.

As the afternoon wore on, thoughts started turning to plans for dinner. Carol mentioned a Vietnamese restaurant that looked promising. At convention’s end for the day (6:00 p.m.), we started rounding up people to go. Like everything else connected with SPACE, dinner exceeded our expectations. Eventually, over 25 of us ended up at Huang’s Vietnamese Restaurant in a strip mall along Morse Road. The restaurant owners were obviously not used to serving such a big crowd show up without reservations. We overwhelmed them—and they underwhelmed quite a few of us! It took over an hour for any in our group to even get appetizers and some amongst us had to wait close to two hours before the food showed up. Later, reviews were mixed. Some thought the food was great and didn’t mind the wait. Others were overcome with hunger and were not pleased.

Carol was just finishing her meal when we arrived. She planned a relatively early drive back to Cincinnati but had good things to say about the food before she left. Steve and I arrived with Colin Upton in tow. It didn’t occur to me until later that we represented the Pacific Northwest contingent of SPACE in our car.

I brought along this crazy notebook/diary/sketchbook from Elle MacPherson Intimates that my mother had given me years ago. It was a neat little hardcover book, well produced, lots of blank pages on heavy stock. There was even a cloth bookmark included. Classy. Except that every 8 or 9 pages or so there’s a tiny inset photo of a lingerie model at the top of the page. Oh well. My fellow cartoonists took it all in stride. I passed the sketchbook down the table and it started collecting sketches. John Porcellino drew a little raccoon character who called it “Bruce’s Secret” (a la Victoria’s).

Other cartoonists that contributed drawings included Sean Bieri, Steve Willis, Max Traffic, Hillary Traffic, Colin Upton, Kel Crum and a portrait of me by Michael Neno. I tend to think that Michael was inspired by the portrait of him that I drew in my Free SPACE minicomic. I had handed him the original art as soon as I handed him the comic.

More cartoonists began to arrive but there the sketchbook sketches stopped. I guess I was tired, too. So I missed out on the possibility of sketches from the likes of Dan Taylor, Michelangelo Cicerone, Tim Corrigan, Suzanne Baumann, Mike Hill, Michael Marcus and others. I also regret that I didn’t introduce myself to some of the people in our group that I hadn’t met before. Guess I was tired and hungry, too.

However, some of the people that I missed did contribute to a couple of jam pages I circulated the next day. And Matt Feazell did two quick sketches on minicomix-size sheets from a sketchpad I pulled out of my car. Kel Crum did a drawing of a little agitated face guy on a cocktail napkin that I didn’t really notice until about an hour later. When I did, I cracked up. It’s a little guy saying, “Don’t you DARE put that glass on me!” Kel just might be the funniest cartoonist that came to SPACE. (More about Kel follows in my report on Sunday’s activities. He was especially impressive during the “Cartoon Carnival.”)

Dinner finally ended about 9:00 and a group of cartoonists converged on the parking lot to howl at the moon. Well, not really, but there was a big impressive full moon to contemplate. People were already making plans for after dinner parties and late-night sketching sessions at the Ramada Hotel bar. But Steve and I decided to search out our hotel room instead. Good thing we did. It took about a half hour to find it.

Sunday March 20, 2011 5:45 a.m.
We woke up early and skipped the hotel’s continental breakfast in favor of the fare at a nearby Bob Evans (which I kept calling Blob Evans). Again, Steve inquired about goetta. The waitress told us that it wasn’t on the menu but she had heard of it before. Then we proceeded to an early morning tour of the Ohio State University campus. Our tour was brief. It was 39 degrees outside.

We searched for a statue and/or plaque of General Curtis LeMay (George Wallace’s running mate in the 1968 presidential campaign) to no avail.

We had better luck finding the Student Union Building (which was closed) and the Cartoon Research Library (also closed). The library holds the Jay Kennedy comix collection as well as a huge collection of other books, comic books and original artwork by the greatest cartoonists of all time. The Cartoon Research Library is soon moving into a much bigger building—Sullivant Hall—and will be renamed the Billy Ireland Cartoon Research Library and Museum. Ireland was the editorial cartoonist of the Columbus Dispatch who famously advised Milton Caniff to abandon his theatrical ambitions and become a professional cartoonist instead.

Steve and I determined that it was much warmer inside the Ramada Hotel than on campus. Soon, we were sharing early morning coffee and conversation with our “fellow wizards—and wizardettes” prior to the convention’s opening for the day. I think Steve and I were running on pure adrenaline the whole weekend. (I know I was.) We had three long days during his visit. Getting up early, staying up late. It was fun. It was exciting. It was (ultimately) exhausting. But the storyteller is getting ahead of his tale. So we’ll backtrack to Sunday morning.

One of the items I brought to SPACE was an early hand-drawn minicomic I had created back in 1965. It was called Weird-Oh Magazine. I kept trying to tell Colin Upton that R. Crumb ripped me off. He shot down my argument with cold logic—stating that Crumb probably never saw my Weird-Oh Magazine since there was only one copy. Well, okay, but I have my story and I’m sticking with it! On Friday when brother Dave hauled out the big box of hand-drawn comics, there were several other minicomix in there drawn by me in 1966 and 1967. I was onto something but I didn’t know it—or maybe those were my rehearsals for what came later.

Cartoon Carnival
For me, the big event of the day was the “Cartoon Carnival” at noon in the panel room where Kel Crum, Bob Corby and Steve Willis took turns reading their comix stories while images of each panel were projected onto a screen. The “Cartoon Carnival” is somewhat of a tradition at SPACE and a wonderful idea. Later in the day, Bob Corby told me about the time back in the 1970s he saw the late Vaughn Bode perform his “Cartoon Concert” (a similar, if somewhat more elaborate, presentation) and it made a lasting impression.

Kel Crum was up first with readings of three hilarious comics stories. Kel has a brilliant, inventive comic mind—honed during decades as a radio comedy writer and stand-up comedian. The first tale concerned the adventures of the hapless Ed Thud. Whenever good things start to happen to Ed, he gets a little stressed and his head falls off! Gets a new girlfriend. Head falls off. Wins the state lottery. Head falls off. Then the lottery officials inform him that only people with attached heads are eligible to pick up their winnings. And on it went in comically surreal fashion.

Next was a story featuring one of Kel’s main characters—Cornelia—wherein she deals with a future reality where it is mandated by law that every person will be famous for 15 minutes (just like in the famous Andy Warhol saying). So Cornelia becomes Cornelia Spice and goes on a whirlwind (literally) publicity tour. But before she can finish her appearance on the David Letterman Show, the fame clock runs out and she is unceremoniously dumped into the garbage can along with another ex-celeb. This fable was accompanied by a professionally produced recording from the Gary Burbank Radio Show, featuring multiple voices and a musical soundtrack.

The third story featured two vaudevillian type characters and used the cartoon convention of one person telling a joke while his friend reacts by falling backward out of the panel with only his lower legs and feet showing. In a clever twist, the fellow doing the take and falling out of panel was stuck in that position. His friend does everything he can to get him “unstuck” like calling in a medical doctor, then a psychiatrist and on and on. The poor guy remains stuck by story’s end but his partner resolves the situation (kind of) in a very pragmatic way. I was impressed with the off-the-wall creativity in Kel’s three stories.

Next up was Bob Corby reading “Why I’m Not Musical,” a very charming story from his childhood parochial school days drawn entirely in linoleum block prints. I had seen Bob read from this story before. Even so, it always brings a smile to my face and lots of laughs at the self-effacing humor. (It’s also available in limited edition printed form. I’ve got one and recommend it. Check out Back Porch Comics for availability.

Finally came Steve Willis with readings of three very witty stories—“Ambergris,” "Edgar Cayce Talks to the Dead” and “How Cats Got That Way.” IMHO Steve is one of our greatest living cartoonists and his reading of these three stories bolster that claim. “Ambergris” plays with the fact that many perfumes are made from ambergris—basically oxidized whale puke. “Edgar Cayce Talks to the Dead” showed exactly how Cayce performed this amazing feat.

“How Cats Got That Way” is a classic. Many people consider it Steve’s best story. I won’t give away too many details here but the story gives a plausible explanation (in a Steve Willis/Morty the Dog kind of way) how cats acquired their many endearing and not-so-endearing personality traits. “How Cats Got That Way” is a great example of “shock of recognition” humor. Audience members alternated between murmuring, “That’s true!” and laughing uproariously. Natural Functions (the comic where the story originally appeared) is available for viewing (and possibly for sale) at Mortyshop.

The “Cartoon Carnival” ranks right up there among my favorite moments of SPACE. Of course, that’s true every time I see it.

The rest of Sunday at SPACE was relatively low-key. There were a few less people around the exhibitor’s hall but that only gave us a chance to have longer conversations with our cartoonist friends. I did circulate a couple of near-blank sheets of bristol board around the room and ended up with two great comix jam pages.

A week or so earlier while getting ready for SPACE, I pulled a box of old artwork out of a closet and found two 11” x 14” pages where I had only drawn something in the top couple of inches or so. The remainder of the sheets were blank. The little lightbulb immediately went off in the thought balloon over my head. “Say, I can take these pages to SPACE and get some cartoonist jams going.” The great part was that each page had already been started—actually years ago.

On one sheet, I had lettered the words Cartoon Loonacy, maybe 15 years ago or more. This quickly turned into a goetta jam. Mike Hill, Steve, Colin, Carol Tyler, Joe Kuth, Brian Hagen, Tim Fuller, Michael Neno, Suzanne Baumann and Matt Feazell all riffed on this strange word/strange food. I especially like Colin Upton’s panel where he’s flipping through a dictionary and muttering, “Goetta, Goetta…Didn’t he write Faust?”

On the second sheet, I had drawn a cartoon clown trucking down the road at the top—way back on August 1, 1992! His word balloon says, “Voot Voot a Vootareenie.” The other cartoonists immediately picked up on this nonsense. A tip of the “Hatlo Hat” goes to Dan Taylor, Steve Willis, Michaelangelo Cicerone, Bob Corby, Kel Crum and Sean Bieri for riffing on voot and vootie. Kel Crum contributed a beaming cartoon guy showing off his shirt sticker/badge who proudly proclaims, “I vooted today!” The man can literally generate a funny idea at the drop of a hat! (And if I told him that in person, I know Kel would generate a cartoon riffing on that phrase within seconds.)

To say that SPACE 2011 was great fun for me and all my cartoonist friends would be understating the case. It was better than great! Sometime in the afternoon, one of Matt Feazell’s buddies brought along the Cynicalman superhero helmet that is being used in the movie. He asked me if I wanted to try it on. But, of course! Soon, someone was taking my picture in that crazy helmet. I can’t tell you who. It’s hard to see in that thing. Colin also took a shot at wearing it. Wish I had a photo of that! He looked picturesque, with his goatee and all.

Matt Feazell and Colin Upton look on in stupefied amazement as Bruce Chrislip dons the Cynicalman helmet to fight crime. (That's the same helmet that is being used in the upcoming The Amazing Cynicalman movie.)

The afternoon progressed and soon people started saying their goodbyes. Many friendships were renewed, new ones made. At the end, I realized that, hectic as things were, Steve and I had only experienced a small part of SPACE 2011 that weekend. Many, many thanks go to SPACE organizer Bob Corby and his family (who all help out). SPACE is a wonderful thing!! Long may it wave!! On the way out the door, I got a nice photo of Bob and Steve together.

Bob Corby and Steve Willis.

Steve and I had one last stop to make before leaving Columbus. We drove over to the Thurber House—a place where the great New Yorker writer/cartoonist had lived during his early years. It is now a museum and (sometimes) art gallery. Though it was closed late on a Sunday afternoon, Steve took several cell phone photos of the historic plaque in the front and the various stone sculptures of Thurber cartoon dogs that dotted the yard. Steve turned to me and said, “You know, Bruce, this is the perfect end to my SPACE experience!”

Many thanks to Bruce Chrislip for sharing Steve Willis Visits SPACE 2011 with MF.com. This report and its accompanying photos are copyright 2011 by Bruce Chrislip.

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