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Amy and Jordan
For those of you who thought the comic strip was dead by the end of the twentieth century, here are 292 pieces of proof that you were wrong. Mark Beyer was breathing delirious, heartbreaking, otherworldly life into it by means of Amy and Jordan. Obviously, you weren’t reading New York Press.
But I sure was. Voraciously. Back in 1989, when I discovered that Beyer’s strips were appearing regularly in this new “alternative weekly” paper, I quickly became hooked, and a thought seized I had to clip and save them–they were exquisite poems of urban despair, dreamy and nightmarish. I was already a fan of Beyer’s talent based on his book Agony (Pantheon, 1988), but these new strips revealed, week by week, a whole new dimension to his work–an ingenious reinvention of panel-design that redefined what a comic strip could be. As with Peanuts, it helps to try and picture these in the context which they first appeared in order to appreciate just how profoundly they emerged from anything else on the newspaper page. Even the “outré” NYP ads and listings which often ran alongside them were hopelessly dull by comparison. One of its most impressive aspects was the way Form served the Content–no matter how eccentric the layout got, it somehow never confused the narrative. And what it was as if Candide had been transported to the East Village and split in two like an amoeba and holed up in a squat on Avenue C. Along with giant bugs from outer space.
So I did clip and save them, and put them into an envelope, which was then placed in a shoebox with a lot of other envelopes (receipts, receipts!), which was shoved to the back of the closet of my sixth-floor walk-up studio apartment, which I moved out of three years later and in the process I unwittingly threw them all away. Which frankly is just the sort of thing that Amy and Jordan would do. Drat. “Oh well,” I thought, once I’d realized it, “at some point someone will collect and publish them, and I’ll get them back that way.” And that was that.
Fast forward more than ten years, to the spring of 2002. During a panel of cartoonists I was chairing in Philadelphia, a member of the audience asked what Mark was working on and where he was. No one seemed to know. The discussion was transcribed and published in The Comics Journal that summer, and in the fall Mark contacted me with the best possible He’d read the panel transcript and wanted to publish again. And the Amy and Jordan strips had never been comprehensively collected. So now, as an editor, I was able to grant my own wish.
Amy and Jordan ran from 1988 through early 1996. After that, Beyer put cartooning aside to pursue other projects. This book signals his return to the realm of comics, which he says he wants to start making again. We can only hope he does. For now, I’m just thankful I finally have my Amy and Jordan collection back. –Chip Kidd, NYC, 10/03
But I sure was. Voraciously. Back in 1989, when I discovered that Beyer’s strips were appearing regularly in this new “alternative weekly” paper, I quickly became hooked, and a thought seized I had to clip and save them–they were exquisite poems of urban despair, dreamy and nightmarish. I was already a fan of Beyer’s talent based on his book Agony (Pantheon, 1988), but these new strips revealed, week by week, a whole new dimension to his work–an ingenious reinvention of panel-design that redefined what a comic strip could be. As with Peanuts, it helps to try and picture these in the context which they first appeared in order to appreciate just how profoundly they emerged from anything else on the newspaper page. Even the “outré” NYP ads and listings which often ran alongside them were hopelessly dull by comparison. One of its most impressive aspects was the way Form served the Content–no matter how eccentric the layout got, it somehow never confused the narrative. And what it was as if Candide had been transported to the East Village and split in two like an amoeba and holed up in a squat on Avenue C. Along with giant bugs from outer space.
So I did clip and save them, and put them into an envelope, which was then placed in a shoebox with a lot of other envelopes (receipts, receipts!), which was shoved to the back of the closet of my sixth-floor walk-up studio apartment, which I moved out of three years later and in the process I unwittingly threw them all away. Which frankly is just the sort of thing that Amy and Jordan would do. Drat. “Oh well,” I thought, once I’d realized it, “at some point someone will collect and publish them, and I’ll get them back that way.” And that was that.
Fast forward more than ten years, to the spring of 2002. During a panel of cartoonists I was chairing in Philadelphia, a member of the audience asked what Mark was working on and where he was. No one seemed to know. The discussion was transcribed and published in The Comics Journal that summer, and in the fall Mark contacted me with the best possible He’d read the panel transcript and wanted to publish again. And the Amy and Jordan strips had never been comprehensively collected. So now, as an editor, I was able to grant my own wish.
Amy and Jordan ran from 1988 through early 1996. After that, Beyer put cartooning aside to pursue other projects. This book signals his return to the realm of comics, which he says he wants to start making again. We can only hope he does. For now, I’m just thankful I finally have my Amy and Jordan collection back. –Chip Kidd, NYC, 10/03
288 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2004
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August 26, 2018
I read Mark Beyer's Agony and was struck by a certain resonance these free weekly comic strips from the eighties have with Laurel and Hardy, Beckett, Mr Bill (Saturday night Live), Joan Cornelia. The introduction to this volume is helpful, and you can read it above, as if it were the publisher's description of these comic strips. What characterizes these comics is what some people describe as "urban despair," and this is true, but it is also amusing, and especially Amy has a kind of vulnerability about her that makes her likable and sympathetic through all the bleakness and misery and ennui.
But as with Laurel and Hardy in the Depression, these two hapless partners help us see our our miseries in a larger context and laugh.
One strip has it that Jordan has been told there are good luck and bad luck genes, and that his good luck genes have been damaged. He scoffs at this as he walks across the street, about to set on a skateboard, in front of a car whose driver suddenly realizes he has no brakes.
The art is both sophisticated in its ideas about framing/paneling and color and conceptual design, offset by simple cartoony characters.
Here's some examples:
https://www.google.com/search?q=amy+a...
But as with Laurel and Hardy in the Depression, these two hapless partners help us see our our miseries in a larger context and laugh.
One strip has it that Jordan has been told there are good luck and bad luck genes, and that his good luck genes have been damaged. He scoffs at this as he walks across the street, about to set on a skateboard, in front of a car whose driver suddenly realizes he has no brakes.
The art is both sophisticated in its ideas about framing/paneling and color and conceptual design, offset by simple cartoony characters.
Here's some examples:
https://www.google.com/search?q=amy+a...
May 23, 2024
Mark Beyer's Amy and Jordan collects 292 weekly strips made for New York Press, all centered around the bleak relationship of the two titular characters. Described aptly by book designer Chip Kidd as "urban despair", these strips lay out the tragically codependent state that Amy and Jordan exist in, with situational circumstances in each strip depicting their ever growing resentment towards each other and themselves. It's a brutally honest examination of relationships, delivered in the repetitive motions of a comic strip which taken together presents a whirlpool of depression and despair for the readers. There is an undercurrent of dark humor to lighten the blow, but without a doubt these might be some of the most morose comics I've ever read. I've read the collection of Beyer's work in the previous Pantheon/New York Review Comics release of Agony, along with some strips published in Raw magazine, but even those did little to prepare me for this substantial dose of Beyer's depressing insights.
The examination of human melancholy can become cumbersome when reading hundreds of these strips, but Beyer finds a way to make it worthwhile due to the sheer inventiveness of his cartooning. It's admirable to learn that Beyer is a completely self-taught artist since some of the panel layouts are incredibly advanced. Upon first glance, Beyer's forms are pared down to simple geometric designs that seem simple enough to replicate. But there is an immense sophistication to how the geometric lines and angles convey the scenes, and it really requires the reader to soak in the strips to really appreciate how sharp Beyer's eye for design really is. The playfulness in the artwork acts as strong juxtaposition to the existentialism of the stories, a result that is demonstrative of Beyer's talents as a cartoonist.
Kidd's design of this book is also well worth acknowledging. The strips are presented as one-per-page, with the considerable width of the book allowing for the more intricate details in Beyer's art to be truly appreciated. I also appreciate that in this case, Kidd doesn't provide any supplementary commentary outside of the introduction - this is purely a collection of Beyer's Amy and Jordan strips. Beyer's final strip of 1993 graces the final end sheet of this book, giving him the final word on his own work.
The examination of human melancholy can become cumbersome when reading hundreds of these strips, but Beyer finds a way to make it worthwhile due to the sheer inventiveness of his cartooning. It's admirable to learn that Beyer is a completely self-taught artist since some of the panel layouts are incredibly advanced. Upon first glance, Beyer's forms are pared down to simple geometric designs that seem simple enough to replicate. But there is an immense sophistication to how the geometric lines and angles convey the scenes, and it really requires the reader to soak in the strips to really appreciate how sharp Beyer's eye for design really is. The playfulness in the artwork acts as strong juxtaposition to the existentialism of the stories, a result that is demonstrative of Beyer's talents as a cartoonist.
Kidd's design of this book is also well worth acknowledging. The strips are presented as one-per-page, with the considerable width of the book allowing for the more intricate details in Beyer's art to be truly appreciated. I also appreciate that in this case, Kidd doesn't provide any supplementary commentary outside of the introduction - this is purely a collection of Beyer's Amy and Jordan strips. Beyer's final strip of 1993 graces the final end sheet of this book, giving him the final word on his own work.
September 8, 2012
It seems strange to call 'Amy and Jordan' one's favourite comic ever as it is cramped, ineptly drawn, often inane, daft and altogether a foolish venture for someone to have spent years of their life working upon - but, despite all this, it *is* my favourite comic, or certainly my favourite in published form. This is because Mark Beyer is no stranger to anxiety and loneliness and, in all, the horror of existence. In fact, I would even venture that these things are the perennial concerns of Amy and Jordan. Yet, the comic, perhaps through its plain-spokenness, or what one could even call innocence, approaches these themes without pretension, but with absolute honesty, accuracy and insight. Most authors dealing with these themes issue a howl of despair, filled with profanity, existential philosophy and bad sex. Amy and Jordan keeps things far simpler and much funnier. It is at once alienating because of how BAD things get for the pair, but also immediately familiar and oddly comforting - no matter how much they suffer, Amy and Jordan always survive. As such, the comic is a guide to how to survive life and how to find humour amongst the horror. It is attentive to hypocrisy, the inanity of social graces and the relentless bone-headedness of life. Our heroes are fairly awful people, but you can't help but like them as they are no worse than anyone else in the awful world they inhabit and they experience more fear and loathing than hatred could ever place upon them. I would invite Amy and Jordan round for tea, for sure. But we wouldn't have any fun.
As said, the art is inept - or at least, it is poles apart from the beautiful craftsmanship of the likes of Chris Ware. Dimensions are skewed, the proportions of Amy and Jordan's bodies change, animals are drawn in utterly bizarre ways. At times the strip might legitimate be called outside art. Yet, this does not diminish its brilliance one notch, but rather raises it! The whole thing is of-a-piece. It totally makes sense that Amy and Jordan's world looks like an illogical mess. Moreover, there is something deeply satisfying about the tiny repeated patterns that Beyer uses to colour his work. Shapes are filled-in with little wiggly lines or minute diagonals. These patterns bear very little resemblance to any textures of nature or known objects, but it just makes the work all the more alien and strange.
Much has already been said about the panel shapes used in the comic, but they are worth being quickly praised. It is rare that Beyer uses standard square or rectangular boxes, more often his panels are slanted or misshapen or in the form of an animal or boat. In one comic, the panels even start falling to pieces, because Beyer has failed to keep his work in good nick! The panels partake of the comic's misshapen world.
In short, I love Amy and Jordan and it is a comfort to me. If I could ever choose a book to be my friend, it would be this.
As said, the art is inept - or at least, it is poles apart from the beautiful craftsmanship of the likes of Chris Ware. Dimensions are skewed, the proportions of Amy and Jordan's bodies change, animals are drawn in utterly bizarre ways. At times the strip might legitimate be called outside art. Yet, this does not diminish its brilliance one notch, but rather raises it! The whole thing is of-a-piece. It totally makes sense that Amy and Jordan's world looks like an illogical mess. Moreover, there is something deeply satisfying about the tiny repeated patterns that Beyer uses to colour his work. Shapes are filled-in with little wiggly lines or minute diagonals. These patterns bear very little resemblance to any textures of nature or known objects, but it just makes the work all the more alien and strange.
Much has already been said about the panel shapes used in the comic, but they are worth being quickly praised. It is rare that Beyer uses standard square or rectangular boxes, more often his panels are slanted or misshapen or in the form of an animal or boat. In one comic, the panels even start falling to pieces, because Beyer has failed to keep his work in good nick! The panels partake of the comic's misshapen world.
In short, I love Amy and Jordan and it is a comfort to me. If I could ever choose a book to be my friend, it would be this.
November 16, 2007
Mark Beyer, master of perspective and misery.
January 1, 2025
Short comics showing "urban despair" with really unique art, sort of childlike outsider art.
May 9, 2026
what did i just read lol
May 18, 2009
A self-taught outsider in the sequential arts realm, Mark Beyer's graphical work has been notorious for appearing in free urban weeklies from the late 1980s to early 1990s. His best known work consists of a surreal, subterranean-inspired comic strip series. Collected for the first time (outside of crumbling newspaper clippings stashed in a shoebox in some dark hiding place), Beyer's quasi-popular "Amy & Jordan" strip has finally made it to store shelves, in black-and-white hardcover format. Indeed, while the tome is a bleak, gothic compilation which almost certainly isn't for everyone, it is (at its nicest) morbidly compelling.
Each strip is a study in urban alienation, with no oasis for Jordan or his sadistically-inclined roommate Amy throughout. The dead-end lives of the two protagonists continue unabated as the outside world invades and attacks them from the inside, page after agonizing page. Dealing with such light-hearted and universal subjects as premature death, prolonged starvation and mortal childhood illness, Beyer pries open every dismal, dry-rotted cask of the imagination, slyly smirking the whole while. The reader becomes a part of the assault, eyes incapable of averting, all the while whimpering, "Please... no more!"
And no two Amy & Jordan strips are alike, thanks to Beyer's unique paneling techniques. Every strip features its own style of frame, as if each panel were a piece of art interdependent of the other, yet isolated from all other strips within the book.
For fans who like their independent comic strips macabre (such as James Kochalka's now defunct Deadbear: Circus Detective) Amy & Jordan is the perfect compliment.
(*Though this has been my fourth read-through of this book, it seems that I have only had the capacity to recognize five or six specific strips upon review. So, in essence, the book remained 99% entirely new to me with each subsequent reading. Amy + Jordan has managed to become akin to a "living document." It is the kind of book only found in dreams. ...or perhaps nightmares?)
Each strip is a study in urban alienation, with no oasis for Jordan or his sadistically-inclined roommate Amy throughout. The dead-end lives of the two protagonists continue unabated as the outside world invades and attacks them from the inside, page after agonizing page. Dealing with such light-hearted and universal subjects as premature death, prolonged starvation and mortal childhood illness, Beyer pries open every dismal, dry-rotted cask of the imagination, slyly smirking the whole while. The reader becomes a part of the assault, eyes incapable of averting, all the while whimpering, "Please... no more!"
And no two Amy & Jordan strips are alike, thanks to Beyer's unique paneling techniques. Every strip features its own style of frame, as if each panel were a piece of art interdependent of the other, yet isolated from all other strips within the book.
For fans who like their independent comic strips macabre (such as James Kochalka's now defunct Deadbear: Circus Detective) Amy & Jordan is the perfect compliment.
(*Though this has been my fourth read-through of this book, it seems that I have only had the capacity to recognize five or six specific strips upon review. So, in essence, the book remained 99% entirely new to me with each subsequent reading. Amy + Jordan has managed to become akin to a "living document." It is the kind of book only found in dreams. ...or perhaps nightmares?)
December 15, 2007
Brilliantly cynical with a deceptively crude drawing style which seems elementary at first glance, but as you read you'll start to notice that Amy and Jordan has amazingly intricate and seemly endless variations on panel layout. Probably the most creative panels I've ever come across. An inspiration to anyone in the alternative comics world and a must-read for anyone living in a cramped dirty apartment in NY...which is pretty much all of us. Also major kudos to Pantheon for a fantastic book design as well.
September 29, 2010
The most incredible aspect of this amazing strip is not the breathtakingly innovative artwork, with its synapse-destroying panelling and high-frequency textures, or its relentlessly funny, relentlessly morbid message - it's that the entire book is true! Try it if you don't believe me. I weep in wonder at its penetrating acuity.
January 27, 2013
Well... Yeah... Uh...
This is the quintessential Amy and Jordan. A strip that tries its best to be dark, dreary, and depressing and succeeds. Most of the time. Beneath it all, however, lies a simple happiness that's hard to dispute.
At least... I think there is...
This is the quintessential Amy and Jordan. A strip that tries its best to be dark, dreary, and depressing and succeeds. Most of the time. Beneath it all, however, lies a simple happiness that's hard to dispute.
At least... I think there is...
May 13, 2008
Heartbreaking.
May 28, 2009
Like reading dreams. Very strange. But good. But a little disturbing. But fascinating anyway.
January 21, 2017
The design of every strip is fantastic. The actual art is not, and the writing didn't do anything for me. The best strip is the one where the author responds to his critics.
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