Khoi Vinh thoughtfully bemoans the ubiquity of Chris Ware in Comics for People Who Hate Comics:

In spite of his many and frequent innovations, Ware’s name, to me, has become synonymous with ‘intellectually acceptable comics’ produced for people who basically think comics are crap. His works — especially his commissions — reflect not so much an appreciation of the comics art form, but rather a keen understanding of how it can be parodied, satirized and even ridiculed in the service to the intellectual flattery of an audience that would otherwise be offended by less self-conscious practitioners of the medium.

“The graphic novel has been a ‘legitimate’ art form for a while now. Does that mean we can start calling them comics again?” Publisher’s Weekly reviewers vote on their favorite comics from 2006. It was a very good year.
I agree that Absolute DC: New Frontier was really good. I loved Scott McCloud’s Making Comics (my review). I sort of panned The 9/11 Report: A Graphical Adaptation (my review), but it made the honorable mentions anyway. I just started Kevin Huizenga’s Curses, and Alison Bechdel’s Fun Home: A Family Tragicomic is definitely on the (ever-lengthening) to-read list.

I made a book

I’ve always loved writing/ designing letters, and the next logical step is that lately I’ve gotten interested in bookbinding. This Sunday afternoon I made a simple 64-page single-signature notebook. I haven’t decided on a use for it. Maybe as a daily GTD notebook, or just a place to put “things to think about” that aren’t necessarily concrete to-dos. Sorry to say I’ve never been good at personal journaling.
A little ribbon helps keep my place.
picture of book from bottom, with placeholder ribbon
Haven’t decided on a way to close it, but a pen fits nicely.
picture of book from top, with pen
I like how the page edges turned out a little uneven. The rounded corners keep it from showing wear too quickly.
picture of book from side angle, with pen

Cool, right?

Alex Ross links to a set of trumpet bloopers. They’re not so much funny but awkward in a way you have to empathize. I’m sure any musician can relate to the desperate attempt to nail some wild fingering, lip-burning extreme note, or in my case, some geometrically/ anatomically impossible mallet pattern on the marimba. Sometimes you just bomb.

Blankets (review 3.5/5)

I really liked Goodbye, Chunky Rice, so I was looking forward to Blankets. Craig Thompson’s more recent graphic novel is a coming-of-age sort of story of love and religion and obsession and companionship, mostly hopping between vignettes in the childhood and teen years, from boyhood to first love and after. It is, in fact, Thompson’s own story rendered with impressive honesty.
The artwork is fantastic and the dialogue is great, and Thompson really has a way with body language. From my layman’s I’m-not-a-graphic-novelist perspective, I can see how a graphic medium can make it so difficult to be subtle. There are times when the relationships in Blankets seem too clich?©. On the other hand, that sort of awkward transparency seems appropriate for melodramatic young love, and I really like how he just lets loose and puts it all on the page.