Monday, March 09, 2015

HONEY I'M HOME! edited by Marione R. Nickles Part 2

Above: the back cover.

This is the second post with cartoons scanned from HONEY I'M HOME! ("Hundreds of Jokes -- And the Jokes are on Everybody! Mirthful, Uproarious -- A cartoonist's-eye view of men and women in their frankest and funniest moments --"), a Bantam Books paperback edited by Marione R. Nickles, copyright 1954 by E.P. Dutton and Company, Inc. Part One is here.

Above, Bill Harrison explores a the theme of a doomed fishing excursion. (Looking at his signature, looks like it's time to replace your Hunt crowquill, Mr. Harrison!)

Above: a silly wife/hubby gag from Hank Baeb. I admire how clearly he draws the tools and the board with the holes. The fellow has obviously come down the steps, disturbed from after-work newspaper reading by the sound of the Mrs. drilling hole after hole. Expertly telegraphed gag cartoon!

Clyde Lamb showing what goes on every day at Penn Station and Grand Central, then and now.

Gutav Lundberg does a wonderful job on the background: just some flags and hints of the tops of other cars and -- voila -- an expert job at conveying the sense that you are in a car lot.

You can see a photo of Gus Lundberg courtesy of Eli Stein, as well as a gaggle of other magazine cartoonists, here.

Jerry Marcus shows is that Herbert Throckmorton does NOT give up. Additionally funny: the onlookers don't even notice Henry!

Above: one of the universal laws of being a parent. Charles Skiles' cartoon works then as well as now.

Walt Wetterberg drew the above cartoon, a corollary to the fishing cartoon above. I like his line; it's very easy and pleasing. Roy Delgado posted an original Wetterberg, and speculates on the pen used, here.

I like the father's nightshirt and slippers. Does anyone wear those any more? I don't know how, but Lundquist is able to make those inky swirls on the carpet without them taking over the composition of the cartoon.

I can't tell if Interlandi's cop is entranced by the lying, pretty young woman or relaxing while she tells her story. I think he may let this woman off.

Jim Whiting proves that there is no new history, just the history you don't know. People are still getting the big screens, of course, but it's so they can watch SAW III or I KNOW WHO KILLED ME or other such drek.

Harry Mace's cartoon made me laugh. I really like the knowledge behind his drawing. The top and bottom angles of the fence, with its subtle angle toward the vanishing point, along with the complementary angle of the lawnmower, as well as the matched juxtaposition of the small figure in the middleground (wife who's egging it on) and the larger figure (angry mowing hubby) in the foreground, combine in correct perspective to give us a sense of depth.

Now who said you don't earn anything from cartoons?

Glenn Bernhardt conveys the horrors of waking up. Dig those separate beds and the ugly little fluorescent lights clamped on their headboards. Yipes!

Vahan Shirvanian's cartoon shows us that a lot of little ink lines can telegraph a good wordless gag.

The above Stan Hunt gag I like very much, but I get a strong sense of deja vu here. I've seen this gag before ... Hmm ....

Oh, it was reprinted in the paperback FOREVER FUNNY edited by Bill Yates and was featured right here on this blog on March 25, 2008.

-- Edited from an original blog entry of April 8, 2008.

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