Cages by Dave McKean, Collected in a single volume in 1999
High on the wonder that was The Sandman, but near the end of my first phase of comic collecting, I started grabbing the first issues of Cages when they were being released, but stopped, and due to their odd physical shape and my constant moving, they became damaged and it appears I no longer have them. I finally, over twenty years later, remembered that I haven't read these yet, and now I feel like a fool.
I mean, how had I gone so long without bathing in this wondrous work?
Seriously, I mean, how? Wit and wisdom...no one else needs to try to put those two together, because McKean already perfected the damn thing. Or am I being ironic in saying that?
Cages touched me philosophically, artistically, emotionally, spiritually. And who's to say those are really separate categories, or, ahem, separate cages?
We can stop caging things, and ourselves.
At one point I paused in reading in order to do some writing of my own. See, I was inspired, and I was actually happy with what I had written. If you know me, you know that's rare.
I just read a nice review I'd like to share with you all. It was written back in 2002 (still a decade after the work was done). Now, I see that they are doing a new printing of the full collection later this year (I saw that on Amazon myself). Anyway, check this out: http://www.bookslut.com/comicbookslut/2002_06_000020.php