Winsor McCay

By: Joe Alterio
September 26, 2009

Like the pioneering stop-motion photographer Eadweard J. Muybridge, WINSOR MCCAY (1867(?)-1934) was brilliant at breaking down everyday life into a string of discrete moments; a great understanding of motion, and the role it plays in storytelling, underlies his still multi-dimensional animation and comics. McCay brought us serialized surrealist fancy (Dreams of a Rarebit Fiend), sequential fairy tales (Little Nemo in Slumberland), early experimental comedy (Little Sammy Sneeze), and comic adaptations (Pilgrim’s Progress). He was also an important influence in pre-Disney animation (Gertie the Dinosaur). All of this was on top of illustrating for hire and creating editorial cartoons, in an increasingly corporatized newspaper world that fought him at every turn. Unfortunately, McCay’s successes opened the floodgates for shit like Mutt and Jeff (I’m sorry, it’s bad) and Disney’s Steamboat Fucking Willie, and their successors. But know this: for those of us obsessed with the Gesture Arts — comics, cartoons, humorous illustration — McCay is everything.

— Text and illustration by Joe Alterio. To view a gallery of Alterio’s HiLobrow illustrations, click here.

Also see Joshua Glenn’s 2007 audio slideshow about McCay’s influence.

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  1. Please do yourself a favor visit Glenn’s slideshow link, above: it’s terrific, and gives some great visual references.

  2. Exactly right, Susan: McCay was the ur-comic nerd. Disapproved of by his parents, struggling to find work for a long time, McCay had a great deal in common with so many young disaffected men who attend comic-cons these days. Even when he had made it, he was continually having to grovel to his corporate masters and convince them of his vision. It’s no wonder McCay trucked in escapism.

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