for dark things cannot stand the light
Dec. 12th, 2006 11:44 pmMartin 'Marty' Nodell, creator of the Green Lantern, passed away at 91 years old.
I was just thinking about him the other day. I went to my very first convention about ten years ago when I went to Chicago ComicCon (before it became Wizard World), and had the pleasure of meeting Marty and his wife. Virtually every big convention I'd gone to since, Marty was there.
Every time I saw him, I always thought it might be my last. He was always so frail, very much showing his age. Yet every big convention that rolled around, he was always there, still drawing and selling drawings for the fans. I still have a drawing he did in green markers of Alan Scott's power battery. If my scanner worked right now, I'd show you. It's simple, just a quickie, but wild and impressionistic, the lantern radiating its supernatural power.
The last time I saw him was in passing at Baltimore Comicon last fall. As usual, he was usually off back in Artist's Alley. The big DC table is reserved for today's talent, after all. But there was no mistaking him. Every person there, professional and geek, knew Marty Nodell and held him highest respect.
A great man. In brightest day and blackest night.
I was just thinking about him the other day. I went to my very first convention about ten years ago when I went to Chicago ComicCon (before it became Wizard World), and had the pleasure of meeting Marty and his wife. Virtually every big convention I'd gone to since, Marty was there.
Every time I saw him, I always thought it might be my last. He was always so frail, very much showing his age. Yet every big convention that rolled around, he was always there, still drawing and selling drawings for the fans. I still have a drawing he did in green markers of Alan Scott's power battery. If my scanner worked right now, I'd show you. It's simple, just a quickie, but wild and impressionistic, the lantern radiating its supernatural power.
The last time I saw him was in passing at Baltimore Comicon last fall. As usual, he was usually off back in Artist's Alley. The big DC table is reserved for today's talent, after all. But there was no mistaking him. Every person there, professional and geek, knew Marty Nodell and held him highest respect.
A great man. In brightest day and blackest night.