Back To The Return To The Chronic Rift

The old interviews are the best. Here’s one recorded in 1992, from the public access cable program The Chronic Rift. The interviewers are Andrea Lipinski and Keith R. A. DeCandido. The talk is mostly about my then-current comics series David Chelsea In Love, but it also touches on the optics of night vision, my preference for Embosso eggshell paper over coquille board, and my embarrassing East Village performance artist phase. I even work in a prophetic and utterly gratuitous mention of perspective.

David Chelsea is reading:
Jerusalem: Chronicles from the Holy City
by Guy Delisle

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Perspective Police!: Bechdel

I owe Alison Bechdel big time. The cartoonist responsible for the comic strip Dykes To Watch Out For and the graphic novels Fun Home and Are You My Mother? may be best known for The Bechdel Test, which she formulated to determine whether a movie is sexist or not. For a story to pass the test:

1.    It has to have at least two women in it,
2.    Who talk to each other,
3.    About something other than a man.

Some people amend the rules to require that both women have names.

David Chelsea is reading:
Manara Erotica Volume 1
by Milo Manara

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Brush With Greatness: Courtney Love

Courtney Love
Courtney Love

I remember reading an article on Iceland’s economic crisis a year or two ago which reported that it’s no big deal in Reykjavik to have known Bjork before she was famous; Reykjavik has such a small scene that nearly everyone living there crossed paths with her at some point. For those who lived in Portland during the 1980s, Courtney Love is like that, a ubiquitous scenester whom everyone has a story about. I lived in New York for all of the 80s, but I maintained close ties with people back home and many of my friends were originally from there, so it’s not at all that remarkable that I would meet Courtney when she passed through New York sometime in 1985 or 1986.

David Chelsea is watching:
Boardwalk Empire: The Complete First Season

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David Chelsea In Love: “A Minor Landmark”

WHAT did you say your name was?
WHAT did you say your name was?

My first graphic novel David Chelsea In Love made it into the the Onion’s A.V. Club autobiographical comics primer this week, along with such heavyweights as R. Crumb, Art Spiegelman, Harvey Pekar and Will Eisner. Since the only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about, I am on balanced pleased  to be included, even though what’s written is hardly an unqualified rave and even though the writer (one Sam Adams, presumably not the mayor or the beer) got the name of my main female character wrong (for future reference, it’s “Minnie” not “Millie”). Here’s the relevant section:

David Chelsea is listening to:
The Table Comes First: Family, France, and the Meaning of Food
by Adam Gopnik

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Return To The Chronic Rift

I once observed that the World Wide Web is like the second coming of Public Access Cable; in the case of a program called The Chronic Rift, this is literally true. This talk and interview show about science fiction, fantasy and comics began on public access TV in Manhattan in the 1990s, ended after a few years and then was revived recently as an audio-only podcast.

David Chelsea is listening to: “Kind Of Blue” by Miles Davis.

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Having a website of my very own has been fun so far, but it is time I put it to work. A friend mentioned that his software site brings in considerable revenue through Amazon Associates, a program that pays him a percentage of sales (between 4 and 15% depending on category) that result from links from his site to, and I have decided to follow suit. This move is long overdue, since I have already been providing links to Amazon for years free of charge.
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Letters To Amy, Part Two

Here are more decorated envelopes sent to my friend Amy Schoppert over the years. In addition to the usual raunchy nudes and portraits of movie stars (Buster Keaton) and friends (manic East Village poet Matthew Courtney) this batch includes some pieces that push the envelope of what can be sent through the mail, like the round envelope up top and another on sandpaper (I remember it wasn’t easy to get the stamp to stick to that one).
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New? Interview.

For all of you who don’t happen to be regular readers of Back Issue magazine, there is an interview with me in the current issue by Los Angeles comics writer Michael Aushenker. Thanks to the glacial pace of print the piece is a bit of a time capsule, a transcript of a wide-ranging and somewhat incoherent phone conversation we had two years ago, months before my new book, Extreme Perspective! was even proposed (and at one point I tell Michael that I don’t think I’ll be doing any large comics projects anytime soon. Ha!).
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Anapest: The Autobio Comic

One question I get asked every so often is “When are you going to get back to drawing autobiographical comics like David Chelsea In Love?” For these fans, the long wait is over- I just posted a four panel autobiographical strip on the comics page of this site. I have grown a bit more reticent about revealing the intimate facts of my life than I was in the early 90’s, so I have altered a few minor details- like my age, my appearance, what I do for a living and the fact that I don’t habitually speak in rhyme. Otherwise, the guy is totally me.
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Pushing The Envelope: Letters To Geoff

I haven’t sent anyone a letter in ages, but back in the pre-digital day l used to send and receive mail all the time. My friend Geoff Seaman is moving, and in an effort to lighten his footprint he just gave me a sack of correspondence I sent him during the years we lived in different cities, from the mid-70’s to the mid-90’s. I’m far too self-conscious to reread any of the old letters, but I am pleased by some of the decorated envelopes, and I’ve posted an album of them here.
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