Much of Stoffer's Crumby Home Page is littered with R. Crumb's acidic little characters and the gleanings of Mr. Natural.

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Robert Crumb is a cartoonist with instantly recognizable style whose ability to create memorable, shocking images is unsurpassed. A nonaligned political crank. A painfully honest autobiographer. A sexual neurotic. He's all this and more. A social cull as a kid, Crumb spent endless hours drawing. The sensitive nerd was inspired by Harvey Kurtzman's Mad and Humbug, and eventually worked with Kurtzman in Help!. Crumb went to Cleveland in the early '60s and got work at a greeting card company, where he perfected his cute bigfoot style. And then he dropped acid and he and the comic's medium underwent petamorphosis. In 1967, Zap #0 burst upon a moribund comic's scene and started underground comix. 25 years later, after fame and fortune, deification and vilification, Crumb is still at it, still putting little lines on paper. He says it's no big deal to him, but to us, ah yes, it's a very big deal indeed.

The cantankerous, misogynistic godfather of underground comix, R. Crumb began his career as a sexually obsessed, misanthropic loner under the influence of Mad magazine and Bruegel. One of the seminal San Francisco underground cartoonists responsible for Zap Comix, Crumb introduced such characters as Fritz the Cat, Schuman the Human, Mr. Natural, and Angelfood McSpade into hippie iconography, as well as such irritating catchphrases as "Keep on truckin'." The increasingly bitter, acerbic Crumb remains the most brutally honest autobiographical cartoonist (having influenced an entire generation of same); Crumb and his wife, Aline Kominsky-Crumb, provided a no-holds-barred account of their relationship in the pages of Dirty Laundry. Fantagraphics Books has released more than ten volumes of The Complete Crumb Comics. Crumb, Terry Zwigoff's 1995 prizewinning documentary on the cartoonist and his dysfunctional family, enshrined Crumb as a national treasure. He responded to the film's popularity with abject horror delineated in the pages of Self-Loathing Comics.

Robert Crumb was born in 1943 in Philadelphia. After a formative period drawing greeting cards in Cleveland, he began to work with his idol MAD Magazine creator Harvey Kurtzman on his post-MAD humor magazine, Help! After Help! folded, Crumb heard the siren song of the Summer of Love and moved to San Francisco in 1967. He began drawing LSD-influenced comics for various underground newspapers, including The East Village Other and Yarrowstalks. In 1968, the first issue of Zap Comix was published and Crumb and his first wife, Dana, hawked copies from a baby carriage in Haight-Ashbury. Zap Comix was an underground press success and attracted the attention of other artists, including S. Clay Wilson, Victor Moscoso and Rick Griffin, all of whom joined Zap with issue two. Crumb's comics mixed a nostalgia for comics' rich history with a psychedelic exuberance. Crumb produced many more comics in the late '60s and early '70s, including Despair, Motor City, Big Ass Comics, Home Grown Funnies, The People's Comics and Your Hytone Comics with underground publishers while major houses published the books Head Comix and Fritz the Cat. Pursued by hustling businessmen who wanted to merchandise his characters Mr. Natural and Fritz the Cat, Crumb retreated to rural California. His stories during this period often had political themes ("Let's Talk Sense About This Here Modern America," "Mr. Appropriate") or dealt with mundane day-to-day life ("Cute Little Bearzy-Wearzies," "That's Life," and his collaboration with wife Aline Kominsky-Crumb, Dirty Laundry). In 1981, Crumb started Weirdo, a new anthology magazine featuring Crumb's own new work, the comics of a new generation of young cartoonists and intriguingly strange work by certifiable "outsider" cartoonists. At the same time, Crumb drew several issues of a new solo comic book, Hup. In 1995, Crumb's life, work, and family were examined in Terry Zwigoff's award-winning documentary, Crumb. Recent books and comics include Kafka, Waiting for Food, and Self-Loathing. In October of 1997 Kitchen Sink Press and Little, Brown copublished the definitive R. Crumb Coffee Table Art Book. Crumb lives in France with Aline Kominsky-Crumb and their daughter, Sophie.



Keep On Truckin

A six-panel page in Zap #1 that caused Crumb a lot of trouble, Keep On Truckin struck a note in the collective hip unconscious. For a while, Keep On Truckin was everywhere. The characters and their odd mode of ambulating were made into merchandise, mostly without permission. In the early '70s, Crumb's lawyer threatened suits against anyone who had swiped Crumb's work or ideas. Thousands of dollars rolled in. Then in 1976 a judge ruled that Crumb didn't own KOT --and suddenly the IRS, for the taxes they said he owed on past royalties, was pursuing him. Crumb didn't dig himself out of that hole for years.


In 1965, Crumb took some bad acid that left his perceptions "fuzzy" for several months. He couldn't function well on the physical plane, but his smeared brain invented and his hand recorded in his sketchbooks such characters as the Snoid, Flakey Foont, Eggs Ackly, Shuman the Human, and, foremost among them, this guy. Equal part con man and saint, Mr. Natural was everyone's favorite cartoon guru. Dispenser of wisdom, kicker of silly asses, Mr. Natural had a bad stretch in the '70s when he was committed to an asylum. He came back in the '80s, only slightly the worse for the wear.

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Fritz the Cat

One of Crumb's most famous characters, Fritz took his name and personality from two felines in the young Crumb's household. Created in 1959, Fritz's adventures were first recorded in little notebooks, then in Harvey Kurtzman's Help!, then in Head Comix , and finally in a book of his own in 1969. A glib, fast-talker popular with women, Fritz's next step up was his own movie, a hit in the early 1970s. A second film followed. Crumb disowned them both. Sickened by the notoriety the character had brought him, indignant at how Fritz was portrayed, Crumb used the Leon Trotsky icepick-in-the-head method to kill Fritz in People's Comix, 1972.


This is Whiteman, introduced in Zap Comix #1. When readers met him, he stood for everything wrong with the guys who ran America. Whiteman's chief concern was keeping a tight asshole in all situations. A hard charger, he was both on the go and constipated. Whiteman kept his gut sucked in and his chest thrust out. Whiteman wanted people to think he was tough--and he was--but maintaining the facade was hard work. Crumb rescued him in Home Grown Funnies. He was kidnapped by Yetti and underwent an epiphany in the woods. He found happiness with the forest creature. His bowels no longer on fire, able to satisfy his lust any time he wanted, this former paragon abandoned his wife, kids and civilization for eternal comic book heaven with Yetti.



Fritz the Cat

He's Mister Snoid to you. One of the characters Crumb created during his "fuzzy" acid period in the mid 1960s, the Snoid has made his presence felt in many a comic book, and even had his own solo book (Snoid Comix , 1980). This little guy is capable of anything when it comes to sex. He seems to represent the id. We'll let you guess whose. He can appear anywhere, from the sewer to the doctor's office. Since he's buil close to the ground, he either directs his attentions to the lower half of bodies, or he climbs legs and other bits of anatomy to work his perverted wiles. An unsavory little peckerhead, to be sure.


In the 1980s, Crumb's solo books were Hup 1, 2 and 3. In them he brought back Mr. Natural and Flakey Foont, and introduced the young lady to your right. Her name is Cheryl Borck and she calls herself Devil Girl. Foont can't get her out of his mind. From the time they met, Devil Girl's outrageous tongue and zaftig body have been plaguing his thoughts. He is about willing to throw over everything he has just to be near her. He knows he's a fool, but it makes no difference. The only guy for Devil Girl seems to be Mr. Natural, and even he has his hands full. This woman is one of the strongest characters Crumb has ever created. Like Foont, you won't soon forget Devil Girl.










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