No touchy yet! Wait until September 1st. I promise it will be WAY COOL.
I admit: I regularly google the title of my book to see where it pops up on the web – a few weeks back, I stumbled across this on the blog Comics and… Other Imaginary Tales:
I had never heard of Action Philosophers and was intrigued, so I ordered it. It arrived a few days ago and I have not read all of it yet, but I love it already. It is funny and quite thorough.
So the big question is: if you enjoyed Action Philosophers, should you still buy my book?
My answer is of course: Yes!
Both books cover some of the same ground, but they do so in different ways. Action Philosophers is very much an “american” comic in that it plays off of the old superhero-genre. As the title suggests, it has a lot of action in it, lots of POWs and SMASHes. Which is wonderful, because it immediately smashes the idea that philosophy is stuffy, dull and slow.
My book has a different approach – it has less philosophers (11 in mine against 46 in AP!) but more general philosophy that tries to involve the reader personally, with questions like: What Is Reality? What Choices Make You Who You Are? What Does Your Own Free Will Look Like? My aim throughout was to show that philosophy is something personal, something that starts with knowing who YOU are. In that sense, my book takes a more educational approach. Plus, it’s all in color!
So my advice is: if you read and liked Action Philosophers, get my book to complement it. And if you haven’t read Action Philosophers yet, buy both books! Hours and hours of philosophical fun and insights guaranteed!
No, that’s not Harlem, but HAArlem with 2A’s – a picturesque village less than 10 miles from Amsterdam. The NY neighborhood was named after it in the time that New York was still New Amsterdam.
The town of Haarlem hosts the biggest and nicest comics festival of The Netherlands. Every two years, the whole inner city is buzzing with artists, expositions and comic-related activities.
Of course I will be there – in a few places at the same time, even! I have my own special booth in theater De Philharmonie (stand 23, on the first floor), but I’m also present in the window of bookstore Coebergh in the main shopping street. This year, over 70 comic artists have been hooked up with stores and shops in Haarlem to provide window-dressing – a great way to make the city more “comicky” and bring artists and retailers together!
My husband Yiri T. Kohl, who is also a comic artist, was linked to tobacco-store Havana House. A great match, since Yiri’s underground comic characters, often likened to the Freak Brothers, have been spotted in the past with all kinds of addictive substances…
In another comic incarnation, I am present at the exhibition ‘Ook van Jou’ (‘Love You Too’). This is a group exhibition featuring all kinds of relationships in comics. My long-running comic character Mijntje, a wild bisexual girl, was invited to join and she will be giving out kisses to everyone who comes to visit.
Most of the time, I will be at my booth selling my comics about philosophy, religion and friendship, and bragging about how “my publisher in New York” is promoting my book at the BEA, and showing original pages of my newest work, about science, which will be published in Holland in October.
So if you’re in the neighborhood, come and visit Haarlem this weekend! It will be a comic experience you’ll never forget!
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In May 2009 Kees Korenhof of Publishing House Meinema asked me to make a comic book about philosophy, and I had boldly agreed to have it finished in time for the Spring 2010, which meant a deadline in October. I had to sit down and produce.
I started out by drawing two introductory chapters to define the area. What Is Thinking? And what makes Thinking in humans so special, compared with the consciousness process in (other) animals? Along the way, I introduced myself, or rather my cartoon character, my husband Yiri and our two cats.
But then it was time to dive into solid philosophical history. Where to begin? Well, fortunately it was very obvious: Western philosophy starts with that illustrious trio Socrates, Plato and Aristotle.
If you would offer me a chance to meet one of these three, I would definitely pick Socrates. He lived in very turbulent times, went to war on several occasions, and was not afraid to speak his mind, even against the leaders of his own city-state. They didn’t thank him for that: he was sentenced for spoiling the younger generation and disregarding the gods, and was offered a choice: banishment or death by poison. It certainly speaks for his character that he chose the latter: he was not a man to be dismissed.
That was all in the fifth and fourth centuries B.C., in a land far away… which philosopher is next? The Roman Empire sure had some great thinkers, but not great enough to equal the influence of the Ancient Greek in the development of Western thought. Actually, we had to wait about 800 years before the next candidate emerged: Augustine.
By that time, Christianity was gaining power rapidly in Western Europe and Augustine was an enthusiastic convert – after he led a life of liberal licentiousness, which makes him one of the more interesting Christian philosophers, I think. He was smitten by the works of Plato.
After Augustine, Western philosophy had to wait another 800 years for an influential spokesman (Eastern philosophy, in the meantime, was benefitting big time from the young and fresh religion of Islam, which made the Arabic lands prosper and blossom in culture and science, compared to which the Westerners were mere boorish peasants). This spokesman was Thomas Aquinas, and he loved his Aristotle. Especially the idea of the Power of Human Reason, which elevated Man from a mere victim of Fate (and Faith) to a God-chosen Pinnacle of Creation.
And that’s how we emerged from the Dark Ages, philosophically: with the idea that Man surely had to be something special, being created with such awesome faculties of Understanding and Reasoning. What philosopher could top that?
I found it challenging to pinpoint the next pivotal philosophers and eventually stayed close to home, which in my case is The Netherlands, and the following three all had a strong connection with this country:
Desiderius Erasmus, René Descartes and Benedictus de Spinoza. Two of them born in the “low countries”, one of them lived here most of his adult life. They also had a strong connection with their Aristotelian heritage: all their philosophies were about Human Reason and what it can and cannot do.
Of these three I like Spinoza best. He was born in Amsterdam, the city where I live, and although history puts us 400 years apart, the times he lived in are not that radically different from now. In his day, Amsterdam was harboring, as it does now, many different nationalities and religions. It was a center of tolerance and culture. But with the country in a war and an economic recession, this tolerance eroded. Spinoza called for freedom of speech, a pamphlet he had to ironically publish anonymously.
It’s not all that different from current times. We’re in an economic recession again, minorities are being scape-goated and freedom of speech is being squelched by politicians who want it just for themselves. If Spinoza were alive today, his message would be the same. And he would probably be under fire for it, like Socrates was in his times.
Yes, the occupation of philosopher is not for the faint-hearted! You thought philosophers were dusty old men, smoking pipes and staring meaningfully out of the window of their aristocratic study-rooms, pondering ideas that have nothing to do with real life…? Think again!
You want some excitement in your life? Want to express your individuality and live life to the max? Forget bungee-jumping, become a philosopher!
There are more philosophers in the book, of course, we’ve just reached the somewhat modern age. But I’ll talk about them later, because I took a whole different turn there…
(This entry is not about my upcoming book ‘Philosophy: a Discovery in Comics’, but it does pose a philosophical question)
What is your true age? And I don’t mean in the sense of “If you smoke, you are really ten years older than you are”, but as in: “How old do you truly feel inside?” Men nearing 40 usually answer: 18. Women over 50 often say: 9. Both answers have to do something with the Child Within, I guess. Sometimes though, for some people, True Age is dictated by the Adult Within.
As for me, ever since my teenage years I have felt about 33 years old. This idea stuck with me after I read Lord of the Rings: 33 is the age at which hobbits reach maturity. The years before 33 are referred to as the Irresponsible Tweens – an individual has reached physical autonomy but not yet the wisdom and maturity of adulthood.
I had my share of the Irresponsible Tweens – but when I turned 33, I felt as if I had reached the age that has been appropriate for me as a person all along. 33 to me means that I have some experience, and the common sense to have learned from it. It also means not feeling pressured so much about What I Should Become, because I have found a place in life. 33 is immensely old when seen from the point of view of an 18-year-old, and incredibly young when you are 50. It is the perfect “free place” between youth and seniority. I don’t have to prove myself that much, and yet my existence is still full of promises and possibilities. And the best part: people started taking me seriously.
When I was in my early twenties, it often bothered me that my voice wasn’t heard, since I was a rather young and naive looking girl. When I reached my thirties, more people started to address me in a formal way, and looking to me for my opinion on things. I like that. I always have. For I was always truly 33.
This year I will turn 40 and I’m happy about it. Aging and maturing is an interesting process that we can steer and influence every day with our thoughts and behavior. Although I still feel 33 inside, I hope one day, when I reach 50 or so, the part of me that feels like a Grande Dame will awaken. Then I will recline on my sofa in my elegant home and receive many interesting visitors who long to hear my wit and wisdom… Ah, wouldn’t that be lovely!
I don’t have a degree in Philosophy, and frankly, I don’t think you need one to be a “lover of wisdom” – which is the exact translation of the word “philosopher”.
I do have a degree in Theology from the University of Amsterdam. It was something of a genetic necessity: both my parents were ministers in the Dutch Reformed Church, and my maternal grandfather was a Professor of Theology at the University of Leiden. Thinking and talking about Life, the Universe and Everything was something that I was literally born into. Fortunately, my parents were not the “Shut Up and Read Your Bible” -type of reverends, but more the “What A Miracle Our Daughter Has A Mind Of Her Own”-kind of educators. They always seemed delighted by my creative and intellectual achievements, however wacky or outrageous – well, I was their first child, so I had a lot of credit.
My parents always encouraged me and my two brothers to ask questions and develop our own views. They were actually very surprised when I chose to study Theology, since I never showed any inclination towards ascending the pulpit. I chose Theology because it is a very diverse study, including languages, sociology, phenomenology, dogmatics, history and philosophy. The faculty of Amsterdam was a very liberal one, accommodating Christians and atheists alike.
So, what I’m trying to say is: any environment that allows a person to be curious and to learn about their own specific existential questions, can qualify as a school for philosophy. Hopefully, my comic will inspire people both inside and outside of educational systems to find their “love of wisdom”!