Author Archives: John Clark


A blast from the 1980s, scanned from the Peace News anthology, ‘Too Much Pressure’.

Hard to admit, but I owe Margaret Thatcher a debt of gratitude. Her rise to power and my total abhorrence of the threat posed by her strident politics gave me no option in the late Seventies but to become a political cartoonist. My first professional commissions came in 1979, the year she became Prime Minister. I couldn’t draw very well and was pretty ignorant about British politics, but my background, where I lived and the people I mixed with imbued me with a feel for ensuing events that found me able to articulate the outrage before it was expressed on the streets. Just how far she was prepared to go to dismantle Britain’s nationalised industries, chip away at the welfare state, and destroy the power of the unions I don’t think any of us could have predicted.

I live in the heart of what was the East Midlands coalfields. When Thatcher went to war on the NUM, I joined the picket lines and assisting with relief for miners families, but I was also the editorial cartoonist on The Chad, the Mansfield newspaper. You would imagine the local paper would be supportive of the miners and their families, given they accounted for a large portion of sales, but no. Then owned by the Linneys, a powerful local dynasty (still) who also controlled a huge print works and chain of stationers, it seems the word came from on high that Chairman Linney was less than impressed by the cartoons in his rag. They appeared to be somewhat biased against the police state, which is what the East Midlands felt like during the strike, what with units being bussed in from all over the country and raging street battles outside pits like Ollerton. The cartoon that finally got me sacked is featured, and even then seemed strikingly innocuous.

As for Prime Minister Thatcher, I remain outraged by what she did to this country and the legacy she’s inflicted on youngsters in decimated and isolated mining communities like Harworth, where today drug and alcohol abuse, and demotivation are the villager’s biggest headache. For all that and much more, Thatcher was also the last charismatic political leader in Britain who had a vision, a far cry from the grey, corrupt, corporate and incompetent toadies we’ve been saddled with ever since.

Old Nick won’t know what’s hit him!

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Invest in Peter Pan

Rated as ‘near perfection’ by French readers and critics, Régis Loisel’s Peter Pan is a sumptuous and, by all accounts, beautifully scripted bande dessinee prequel of J.M. Barrie’s story of the boy who wouldn’t grow up. Far from a cute Disney rendering of Peter’s early life, Loisel presents a dark, adult narrative that subjects the lad’s innocent flightiness to the trials and traumas of a Neverland whose underbelly is plagued by evil and ugliness. Clochette (Tinkerbell) is something of a scheming vamp and Hook is a decidedly troubled man, while Neverland has never been more forbidding… apparently. 

Like so many examples of the best of bande dessinee, the collected edition of Loisel’s Peter Pan is currently only available in French. As someone who would happily trade his entire superhero collection for an English version of L’Aigle sans Orteils, it saddens me that we can count on one hand how few of these superb examples of the comic art have been translated, if only because the Yanks could learn a thing or two from them. But John Anderson, that adventurous man at Soaring Penguin Press, is sticking head and shoulders over the fiscal cliff to raise the £8,000 needed to translate and publish Loisel’s masterpiece. Please support the venture here, and tell every comics fan you know to join in and dig deep.

From rough to finished art – incredible.

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Oh, What a Horrific War!

Early sketches of some principal characters for the WWI short story, ‘The Iron Dice’

As every village, city and country affected by the so-called Great War gears up to remember the centenary next year, I find myself co-editing an indie compilation of comics stories, writing at least one of them and drawing the ten page opener. (Like I haven’t got enough to do!) In monitoring preparations in my home town of Nottingham, where the Sherwood Foresters are the local regiment and air ace Albert Ball the local hero, I find it amazing to discover so few folk have any idea why the world descended into armed conflict in August 1914. At best, “Some Duke got killed somewhere in Austria, yeh?” At worst, “It was the Germans what wanted to invade us.”

So I’m delighted that my opening short story imaginatively tackles the reasons Europe stumbled into war. It’s taken some doing, but I’ve unpicked the whys and wherefores, presenting them in the simplest possible terms, at the same time drawing parallels with today’s manoeuvrings around the Eurozone crisis. I put the principals in the dock and examine the miscalculations that lead to The Great Blunder of the first world war.

If any budding writer or ‘toonist has an overpowering urge to contribute to this collection of fact-based stories, drop us a line with two ideas (no longer than two paragraphs, please) – your fave rave and a back-up idea.

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Pomes Promoted

I’m no big poetry reader, but have two books to draw to your attention, two from totally different ends of the emotional spectrum. Born to Giggle is a chuckle-stuffed collection of hilarious verses from some of the best children’s poets on the block, including John Hegley, Jill Townsend and Brian Patten. Heavily illustrated by some of the best cartoonists in the gutter (moi included), it’s been produced to support Save the Children, so is an all-round winner to buy for your favourite brat.

Grime Kerbstone Psalms is a whole other ballgame, and actually does come out of the gutters once occupied by first-time published poet, Miggy Angel (to whom John Cooper Clarke wrote, ‘I like your style’). Miggy chronicles the world of ‘pavement tramps’ and ‘cobble-stone kids’, of fried brains and seeping abscesses, but never ceases to find hope and simmering creativity in that dark disenfranchised world. It’s heavy going, thoroughly rewarding and, I suspect, what poetry was invented for.

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Rock Against Racism Remembered

A fan of my work recently sent me this photo taken when they were moving house. It features a pen and ink picture of John and Bob I drew to promote Nottingham’s version of the Rock Against Racism gigs from way back. Called Rock and Reggae, the weekend binge of bands, performers, sound systems, stalls and participatory crafts ran for ten years, was sponsored by the now defunct Radio Trent and equally defunct city council, and lasted until the three who organised it (myself included) moved on to other things.

After a protracted lull, it was reinvented (without the political edge) by others, finally fizzling out after too many years, as irrelevances generally do. Ironically, the racism in this country today could do with being highlighted in an equally imaginative way, but it is good to know a younger generation appreciates the sentiments of my picture and has it on their wall.

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Another One Bites the Dust

Having watched with controlled panic as my poor ol’ G4 melted in front of my eyes, along with the Photoshop 4 that did everything I ever asked of a grossly over-priced bit of kit, I have now turned to my beautiful iMac for all my ‘tooning. That means I’m having to invest arm, leg and most of torso in new software that’s even more over-priced and grossly over-engineered for my needs. Undaunted, I downloaded a trial version of Photoshop but timed it really badly, over Christmas and the New Year, when even I wasn’t at the my desk. Durrr.

Have thus been working 15 hour days to get done what I needed to get done before the clock calls time on me (today). So what I really didn’t need to do was set myself the task of drawing St. Peter’s Square for the Vatican section of ‘Leonardo’s Bicycle’. Looks good though, yeh?

On something unrelated, was sad to hear that Keiji Nakazawa, creator of Barefoot Gen died somewhat unnoticed in December. Bought my copy in 1987, long before I knew what the word Manga meant.

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Emerson’s Dante

Busy time for Knockabout Comics right now, what with the launch of Krent’s Big Book of Mischief a couple of weeks ago (previous post) and now Hunt Emerson’s Inferno (as in Dante’s Inferno), re-envisaged with the help of Kevin Jackson, Hunt’s collaborator on the marvellous John Ruskin series How to be Rich etc. Kevin is a Virgil of a man whose towering intellect demands listeners engaged in conversation sit and brace themselves for pearls too weighty to catch and gather together standing up. Hunt is the sad, Dante-esque figure on Virgil’s left who learned this lesson too late in their relationship and is thus disfigured by the burden of wisdoms dropped on him over the years they’ve worked together. Not so long ago Mr. Emerson was a giant of a man!

Having seen sample pages of the work in progress, I have every reason to believe Inferno is Hunt’s masterpiece, but I’ve yet to see the finished opus. What’s certain is that, over the decades, he’s been steadily working his way towards taking on ‘the big one’, ticking off Coleridge (The Ancient Mariner, a personal favourite), DH Lawrence, Casanova and Ruskin (who I would never have understood without the comics). Hopefully some American, Italian or German university will buy the original artwork en masse and make Hunt a rich man, or at least rich enough to go get corrective surgery.

Knockabout’s cutting edge website has yet to catch up with the launch of Inferno but try here.

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Another Knockabouter

Spooky Krent at Gosh! signing. Who is this hombre!?


With the publication of his first compendium of rock’n’roll material from The Stool Pigeon, just wanted to welcome Krent Able to the Knockabout club. Sadly I missed the launch at Gosh! Looks like ’twas a riot, but if you want a taste of his stunning work, checkout his blog. Any year now, I’m sure he’ll update it!!

Knockabout posting for Krent’s Big Book of Mischief. A steal at £12!

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Mayhem and Horror

‘An evening of chilling tales of horror’, it says here. Not sure about that, but the opening evening of Nottingham’s cinematic Mayhem Horror Festival mixes live storytelling from horror writers Marty Ross, Niki Valentine, Megan Taylor and Co., with screened footage from Tom Baker, Robert Powell and French Commander of Arts and Letters, Christopher Lee (now 90!).

Brick will be contributing a more sober reading – an adaptation from one of the chapters from his current graphic project, ‘Leonardo’s Bicycle’. On screen will be pages from the chapter, which will make little sense since they’ve had to be rearranged to fit the reading. The ‘toons will be fun though…

And if you’re wondering what Leonardo and a bicycle have to do with horror and mayhem, you’ll have to come along on Wednesday 31st October, 8:00pm, Broadway Cinema’s café-bar. Entry is free.

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Could this historical chiselling be the origin of the three-fingered hand popular with modern cartoonists!?

Erected in the 18th century, ‘guide stoops’ like this one on Gibbett Moor, Derbyshire, directed travellers across remote and treacherous moorlands where the closest thing to a ‘roade’ was a vague line in the heather. Typically square in section and originally standing around two metres tall, they bear the names and rough directions of the local market towns, in this case Bakewell and Sheffield. The recumbent stone used as a seat is a modern Companion Stone, one of a set of twelve designed by Derbyshire poets and artists to keep the old stone markers company. Like the guide stoops, the Companion Stones bear inscriptions to future destinations. They draw attention to the moors and the difficult terrain the visitor has yet to navigate.

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