The Universe, as you might have already noticed, has a wicked sense of humour. As i've noted before, all too often, we are the punchline. As i try to get some focus back on the blog and outside world, the net connection suddenly starts manifesting strange non-connection issues.
(For example, the connection died multiple times while writing this, but i believe i can get it to post later on, before i give up for the day) Hopefully, they won't go supercritical.
Meanwhile...
When we think of
Joe Kubert's artwork, it tends to be highly detailed and very individualized inks, almost instantly recognizable, such as this shot of one of his most well known tours of duty -
But, as we saw previously, that wasn't always the case. One of my favorite examples of this divide between his earlier and later works is his
Son Of Sinbad -
Were it not for his signature, Kubert would have been pretty far down my list of guesses on the identity of the artist. But, back in 1950
(eight years after the Volton strips from last time) St. John put out a full book of Joe Kubert's Son Of Sinbad tales -
In addition to that first splash above, there were three more tales -
Of course, splash pages are nice teases, but tend to leave one wondering how the stories themselves played out. So, let's go back to those first images and see the debut tale of Son Of Sinbad -
pages by Joe Kubert for Son Of Sinbad #1 (1950)
