Gabrielle Bell’s Lucky
dives into the mundane reality of being a struggling artist in a large city.
Bell’s tone is gradual and solid—although we don’t really get much of a
“struggle” besides living, it is understood that the author and narrator
grapple with trial and error throughout everyday tasks in her own environment,
and that she understands these tasks to be those of a normal importance. In
fact, each experience is stated as a fact in itself without much justification,
which makes this memoir compelling in its own right.
The panel style of Lucky
# 1 is that of a diary—the reader is held in a position to involve itself
in the actual day-to-day realities that Bell encounters: that of love (?) and
apartment hunting in a city perhaps too expensive for the work that she does as
a cartoonist. Bell’s relationship with Tom seems to be the center of this
story, particularly because he is in almost every panel, which is admitted in
the preface—she draws, and then looks for an apartment with Tom. She’s hulled
up in her loft apartment with Tom, working on her story. This is her
environment, whether that is considered physical or mental. The space that she
occupies is a space that involves this other individual, even though the third
panel of this section states that, “an artist once told me that in order to be
creative you need to go into a place inside yourself and to do that you need to
be alone” (7). How, then, has this physical or mental environment stimulated
Bell to the point of creating her work (which could be the entirety of Lucky #1)? Perhaps her relationship with
Tom is a relationship that involves her “being” so drastically that he becomes a
part of her, and therefore is a place insider herself, and therefore she is alone in these moments and can create
to the best of her ability.
In contrast, the panel style of Lucky #2 is much larger—the font is bigger, the drawings are more
defined, and the reader is able to involve itself more in the story. The
environment of this section seems to be more of an emotional reconciliation: we
see Bell in the airport, loosing her sketchbook (sad!!); we see Bell taking a
short vacation with friends, although she’s super bummed about her lost
sketchbook; we see Bell pulling herself into a yoga class, the suggestion of
friend Andy, who she asks, “How do you keep from going crazy?”(64). This part
of the memoir allows one to understand the trial of loosing something
(the sketchbook) that is so close to ones being. When you place this much
importance on an object, does it become a solitary part of the self in the way
that personal relationships, like the one between Tom and Bell, does? I think yes!
While the panel style of Lucky
#3 is incredibly similar to the one that prefaces it, the environmental
content is much different: this is the environment that Bell thinks of as the
workspace, whether that is imaginary or realistic (comparison between pages 82
and 87). It seems that her writing
style is much more developed, and that she involves humor into her prose as
opposed to blunt sarcasm, perhaps because she found her niche.
As for the craft of this graphic memoir: the black-and-white
line drawing really hit it home. I think that this was a favorite for me, as I got
much more out of the drawing and cartooning than I did the textual content. In other
words, the text supported the drawing, not the other way around, and even
though the drawings are definitely over-simplified (no color, hardly any
contrast, minimal contour on the figures), they reflected more emotion and
depth than the text most of the time.
Lucille
Lucy,
ReplyDeleteI concur with your assertion that "the text supported the drawing," in Lucky. If the text were removed, the illustrations would likely carry the plot. I wonder then how the narration is then used to develop the plot and inform the reader so we might infer deeper meaning from Lucky.
Lucille ~
ReplyDeleteI definitely agree that the drawings expressed more emotional depth than the text. At least we can see expressions here and there in the drawings. The text reads as rather flat to me, which robbed me of the ability to empathize with Gabrielle as a character. It's funny, I think the drawings and the text are somewhat simple, but I find myself wishing for less text, or maybe just more substance in the text that is there. I felt a little starved for depth in this memoir.
~Rhonda
The complementary relationships of text and visuals makes us search for interpretations in the spaces she create. I love observations like "When you place this much importance on an object, does it become a solitary part of the self in the way that personal relationships," which means you rested on some of the details of the panels and increased your understanding. Nice,
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