Back from France. It’s been a great weekend at the Blues Festival “Blues Sur Seine”, where I’ve been signing the French edition of “Bluesman”, at Mantes-la-Jolie (such a great name for a city!). I would thank Philippe, Dimitri and the rest of the enthusiastic members of “Bulles a Mantes” for their kinderness.
They organized a small exhibition of “Bluesman” original art, at the ENM (a fantastic School of Music, Dance and Theatre, at Mantes). Pretty beautiful.
The stuff helps people (well, I hope so) to have an idea about the “making of”, from the script page to the final art. That’s something that I always loved to see when I was on the other side –the reader’s side-, and I want the people see now in my work. I found really interesting to see the penciled pages, compare them with the final results, checking corrections and modifications…
I had time to spend in Paris. Always beautiful, one of these cities where everyone should go at last one time. And, as the rest of France, very friendly with comics. I don’t know how are things in the States, but I can say for sure that it’s hard to find in Spain an art gallery like this:
There are many other beautiful things you can see in Paris, besides the Eiffel Tower or the Louvre. And I’m not talking about the beautiful “parisiennes” girls (“the only women in the World who can look glamourous while riding on bike wearing skirts”, according to my wife). I talk about this:
Anyway, talking about “making of” and sketches, there are some of the first stuff I prepared for “The Year of Loving Dangerously”, based on a introductory text which Ted Rall sent to me, to check if my style will match the story:
I hope you liked!
Hi, everyone. This is Pablo Callejo, writting from Spain. I’m happy to be here, and I would thank Terry Nantier for hosting me at his virtual home.
First at all, let me tell you that I’m a self-taught English speaker, so please excuse my horrible way of writting.
Now, on the subject: Pepo Pérez, a great spanish illustrator and cartoonist, besides a serious comics theoretician (www.pepoperez.com) said a few days ago, in his blog “Es Muy de Cómic” that, when one of his books is released and the people starts to buy it, it’s like the book isn’t a creation of him anymore. At that moment, it isn’t “his book”, but the people’s book, following his own way.
I can’t agree more with that, and, in my opinion, there are two moments which marks the “goodbay farewell” moment: the first one, is when you go to the Postal Office with the CD containing the full art, into an envelopment ready to send it to the Publisher. After a lot of effort, months (or three years, in the case of “The Year of Loving Dangerously”) of discounting sleeping time to draw, finally you breath and think “Ok, here you go!” (actually, this is not the end of the work, since there are always a lot of minor corrections and changes).
And the second and definitive one, is when the Postman knocks your door, and says “MAIL FROM AMERICA!!” and you get this:
Believe me, the moment you open the box and take the first book in your hands, is magic. Then, looking at the paper, smelling the inks, is when you feel that’s not your “son” anymore. Now, it belongs to the people. Good luck, son, I hope you can make the people happy (they’re going to spend their money in you, so better you do!).
Well, in the strange but not impossible case you’re reading this from Paris (France) or nearby, I’ll be next Friday and Saturday in Mantes-la-Jolie for a small signing tour, in the framework of the Blues Festival “Blues sur Seine”. I love to be in France for signing, french are so… “connaisseurs” and so friendly, it’s always a pleasure to meet them. I’ll post photos.
And, next week, some “making of” about “The Year of Loving Dangerously”.
Thanks. And best regards,