Cassandra Darke is an art dealer, mean, selfish, solitary by nature, living in Chelsea in a house worth £7 million. What could be a riper subject for a new graphic novel from the creator of ‘Tamara Drewe’ and ‘Gemma Bovery’?
The first survey of Minton’s commercial graphic work – dust jackets, book illustrations, film posters, magazine work and wallpaper design. Beautifully made with a cloth binding and dust jacket by a small and excellent press.
We – and you – had been parted from GB’s surreal humour for far too long. Thanks, no doubt, to his massed ranks of ukulele-playing cowboys who threatened his publishers with polenta, or worse, our thirst has (for now) been slaked. There’s a nice introduction too: “…I found myself alone in a vast room. Colonel Baxter had disappeared, leaving only the scent of cordite and Earl Grey tea lingering in the air. I grasped the sides of the bath chair before I lost consciousness…”. Beware: GB is liable to make one dribble with laughter. And blurt. Happy Christmas.
A graphic novel about a cynical, dry-witted university lecturer. After watching his apartment go up in flames, he abandons everything and gets on the next bus out of town. What follows is an intimate character study of a flawed intellectual, an architect who has never had any of his critically acclaimed designs actually built, and refuses to respect the perspectives of others. The artwork parallels this wonderfully through a series of intriguing stylistic choices. Engrossing, original and extremely funny