Playboy, November 1961
February 1962
March 1962
Showing posts with label SEYMOUR CHWAST. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SEYMOUR CHWAST. Show all posts
Monday, March 5, 2018
The Telephone, The Zoo, and the Bomb
Jules Feiffer
Playboy, November 1961
January 1962
Shel Silverstein
February 1962
Seymour Chwast and Edward Sorel
March 1962
Playboy, November 1961
February 1962
March 1962
Thursday, July 28, 2011
THE LAST OF THE 70s TIME COVERS
August 23, 1976
Jack Davis
September 6, 1976
Charles Saxon
November 8, 1976
the next three are Jack Davis
December 20, 1976
January 10, 1977
Quick poll: How many (outside the U.K.) heard of News of the World before two weeks ago?
January 17, 1977
Mort Drucker
June 6, 1977
David Levine
August 8, 1977
Edward Sorel
April 10, 1978
Charles Saxon
April 17, 1978
Saul Steinberg
December 17,1979
Gary Panter
December 24, 1979
Edward Sorel
February 18, 1980
Seymour Chwast
April 28, 1980
Edward Sorel
August 14, 1980
David Levine
December 1, 1980
Edward Sorel
Jack Davis
September 6, 1976
Charles Saxon
November 8, 1976
the next three are Jack Davis
December 20, 1976
January 10, 1977
Quick poll: How many (outside the U.K.) heard of News of the World before two weeks ago?
January 17, 1977
Mort Drucker
June 6, 1977
David Levine
August 8, 1977
Edward Sorel
April 10, 1978
Charles Saxon
April 17, 1978
Saul Steinberg
December 17,1979
Gary Panter
December 24, 1979
Edward Sorel
February 18, 1980
Seymour Chwast
April 28, 1980
Edward Sorel
August 14, 1980
David Levine
December 1, 1980
Edward Sorel
Saturday, July 10, 2010
it's gonna be just ESQUIRE for the next couple weeks
from ESQUIRE, June 1962
from ESQUIRE, July 1962
from “At Last the Mighty Marvelous Wald Machine”, ESQUIRE May 1962, illustrated by Arnold Roth
from ESQUIRE, May 1968
from ESQUIRE, May 1969
from “Haight-Ashbury Today: a Case of Terminal Euphoria”, ESQUIRE July 1969 illustrated by Alain LeSaux
from ESQUIRE, July 1962
from “At Last the Mighty Marvelous Wald Machine”, ESQUIRE May 1962, illustrated by Arnold Roth
from ESQUIRE, May 1968
from ESQUIRE, May 1969
from “Haight-Ashbury Today: a Case of Terminal Euphoria”, ESQUIRE July 1969 illustrated by Alain LeSaux
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Esquire pages
One good thing about my father being a pack rat is that he saved all his old magazines.
There's lots of great stuff in them which means I won't be scrambling at the last minute to find material for a while. Most Saturdays I'll have things to put up. There are thousands of pages I'm not going to scan them all. Right now I'll stick mostly to the visuals.
The down side is that some of these magazines are tabloid size and I don't have a scanner big enough, but I'll try to match the halves of pages. There are also some double-page spreads and some magazines have spines like books and no margins, but again I'll do my best to make things legible.
ESQUIRE was not only 11"x14", but was often 200+ pages, and it wasn't trying to be like MAXIM (no offense to anyone I know now who works for either). Some issues even had cut-outs and fabric samples. All this for only a dollar. And 40-50 years ago contributors probably got paid the same as they do now. Rates for cartoonists and illustrators don't change with inflation.
illustrations by Marie Severin
by Bob Zoell from Esquire, September 1969
Illustrations for 'The Sour Grapes Statement' by Alain Lesaux, ESQUIRE September 1969
This is the kind of stuff they were doing at Sterling-Cooper.
I was going to save this for a few weeks from now, when I'll be posting lots of stuff from these magazines every Saturday, but a last-minute change of conscience made me bump off what I had planned and put this in its slot instead. I was going to post something called “Batfag and Sparrow”. It's actually pretty harmless with the worst part being the epithet in the title, but I don't need people to think I'm a bigot. I don't want this blog to show up in Google search engines along with Westboro Baptist Church. It's tough to “go there” since any defense will make me sound like an asshole (more so than already). It's easy for me to see humor in political incorrectness being a straight white male. I could say I have gay friends or that I'm making fun of someone who would find this funny, both of which are true, but they're also excuses everyone's heard a million times. I could point to other things in mainstream culture far worse. I could say THE BIG BOOK OF GAY told me it was okay. Ultimately, I just don't want to create a misunderstanding over something antithetical to my own views. Not everyone gets irony. Maybe I'm making too much of this. I'll put it up if enough people want me to.
There's lots of great stuff in them which means I won't be scrambling at the last minute to find material for a while. Most Saturdays I'll have things to put up. There are thousands of pages I'm not going to scan them all. Right now I'll stick mostly to the visuals.
The down side is that some of these magazines are tabloid size and I don't have a scanner big enough, but I'll try to match the halves of pages. There are also some double-page spreads and some magazines have spines like books and no margins, but again I'll do my best to make things legible.
ESQUIRE was not only 11"x14", but was often 200+ pages, and it wasn't trying to be like MAXIM (no offense to anyone I know now who works for either). Some issues even had cut-outs and fabric samples. All this for only a dollar. And 40-50 years ago contributors probably got paid the same as they do now. Rates for cartoonists and illustrators don't change with inflation.
illustrations by Marie Severin
by Bob Zoell from Esquire, September 1969
Illustrations for 'The Sour Grapes Statement' by Alain Lesaux, ESQUIRE September 1969
This is the kind of stuff they were doing at Sterling-Cooper.
I was going to save this for a few weeks from now, when I'll be posting lots of stuff from these magazines every Saturday, but a last-minute change of conscience made me bump off what I had planned and put this in its slot instead. I was going to post something called “Batfag and Sparrow”. It's actually pretty harmless with the worst part being the epithet in the title, but I don't need people to think I'm a bigot. I don't want this blog to show up in Google search engines along with Westboro Baptist Church. It's tough to “go there” since any defense will make me sound like an asshole (more so than already). It's easy for me to see humor in political incorrectness being a straight white male. I could say I have gay friends or that I'm making fun of someone who would find this funny, both of which are true, but they're also excuses everyone's heard a million times. I could point to other things in mainstream culture far worse. I could say THE BIG BOOK OF GAY told me it was okay. Ultimately, I just don't want to create a misunderstanding over something antithetical to my own views. Not everyone gets irony. Maybe I'm making too much of this. I'll put it up if enough people want me to.
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