“Cry Uncle” an
expression used by bullies to demand submission of the other,
is the title of this 23-page accordion fold book, a graphic response
to man’s inhumanity to man in Abu Ghraib, Guantanamo, and Bagram.
In 2009, I wrote, designed and illustrated “Cry Uncle,” which
begins in the Orwellian “Ministry of Love,” “where
they had ways to make you talk.”
A canvas sack holds a portfolio covered with thin, creased, fragile-looking
Nepalese paper resembling human skin. 11 images carved from 18” x
24” linoleum blocks, and the larger letterpress text from old
wooden letters, were printed on translucent, handmade Japanese paper,
allowing the viewer to glimpse the shadow image of what came before.
Unfolded, the book is over 40 feet long. When
the book is unfolded, it is over 40 feet long.
My work focuses on telling stories in pictures. Political subject
matter, not only to protest and document, intrigues me as an exploration
of human nature.
The way type looks and sounds as it becomes a character’s voice
interests me, as well as how language changes meaning by modifying
scale or font.
The zippered red mouth on the sack that holds the book is the beginning
and end of the story; the torturer’s lips are sealed.