Click here to read my latest comics experiment, gleaned from a series of interviews I did at the Occupy Oakland protest on Thursday night. Something of a change in how I normally put work together, I skipped thumbnailing and dived straight into transcribing the interviews to let the subjects speak for themselves. I sprinkled in some interactivity too to keep/force readers to engage with it – and added some audio into the mix while I was at it. See what you think – it’s also been posted on thisĀ occupy portraits site too.
You’ll also notice that I’ve added a Multimedia page along the top, where you’ll find videos, animations, audio recordings and links to my most recent interactive visual storytelling experiments.
Check out the recent demos in DC against the School of the Americas, whose involvement in human rights abuses across latin america continues to go unpunished. For more info on the School, renamed the catchier WHINSEC (much like Blackwater’s seismic change to Xe), check out these comics.
And speaking of creative action, kudos to the protestors who heckled Obama at a recent fundraiser in here in San Fran, urging him to reconsider the Pentagon’s harsh treatment of wikileaks whistleblower Bradley Manning, who has done 9 months of solitary in the brig (subject to regular sleep deprivation techniques and often forced to sleep naked) while Julian Assange continues on his PR blitz as the white Martin Luther King. Lyrics below. Admittedly, an expensive strategy (a table at the event reportedly cost $105,000 according to the Guardian UK), although how often is the President forced to stand mute and listen to dissenting (albeit not so tuneful) voices?
Dear Mr President we honour you today,
Each of us brought you $5,000
It takes a lot of Benjamins* to run a campaign
I paid my dues, where’s our change?
We’ll vote for you in 2012, yes that’s true,
Look at the Republicans – what else can we do?
Even though we don’t know if we’ll retain our liberties,
In what you seem content to call a free society.
Yes it’s true that Terry Jones is legally free,
To burn a people’s holy book in shameful effigy.
But at another location in this country,
Alone in a six by 12 cell sits Bradley.
Twenty-three hours a day and night,
The fifth and eighth amendments say,
This kind of thing ain’t right.
We paid our dues, where’s our change?
…from my first graphic novel and current long-term project. More about this next week. In the meantime, scroll down for news.
The follow-up to the Honduran Coup: a graphic history that I’m serializing above is now up at the Huffington Post. Click here to read it. Please digg/facebook/retweet the link once you have!
I know this throws a spanner in the works with the continuity of my Chile strip, but I’m so excited about it I had to put it up here. It’s the latest piece I’ve done for Bash Magazine on a recent anti-Prop 8 (that’s the recently passed resolution banning same-sex marriage in California) protest I went to in the SF bay area. It was headed by an activist group called The Raging Grannies, who are a lovely bunch of ladies who fight for social justice using street theatre, singing golden oldies and generally causing a fuss. See for yourself – just click here for the rest of the strip, which is hosted on the Bash website. It should hopefully be getting picked up by the folks at Indybay.org, the SF chapter of Indymedia.org.