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Ward, Bill; born William H. Ward 1919-1998. March 6, 1919 - November 17, 1998
""DRAW" Backwards Spells "WARD"! I Knew My Destiny! It Was An Omen!" - Bill Ward
The year was 1961, the Kennedy years of vitality and prosperity; and for me a new year of hope for the beloved New York Yankees after their devistating loss to the Pittsburgh Pirates in the 1960 World Series. With the new young Catholic President in office and the Kinsey Report still sinking into middle class America, the beginning of the status quo, TV dinners, dishwashers, and color TVs. Organized Crime was Organized. Pizza was Pizza. Drugs were something the doctor gave you; and in the background a new sexual revolution was coming out of the Jet Setters and Upper Class Rich as Swinging and Adult Entertainment and the "Talk" of "The Club" - the Playboy Club was on the whispers of every teenager. Playboy had broken ground to bridge the gap between "pornography" and "educational reading" and now adult humor and adult cartoon risque photo pulp magazines like Humorama, Gaze, Joker, Gee-Whiz, Laugh Digest were moved from underneath the magazine stands in New York to the upper racks in full display on every Magazine Stand inside and outside of buildings in every modern progressive City. So it was in the Summer of 1961, as the sunset on Battery Park and I had taken the ferry over to 26 Broadway to return home with my father from his offices there. "Wait a minute son! I need to pick up a couple of magazines before we get on the Ferry." My father looked around neverously and then took the Joker, Gaze and Stare down and paid for them as quickly as possible and put them in his attache case still looking around all the time. Non-practicing Catholic guilt, I thought to myself as my father to my knowledge had not gone to confession forever but then again maybe he had reason not to go. On the ferry boat, my father opened up his attache case and thumbed through the magazines. They did not look like the normal magazines of the times. Cheaper paper, smaller size, and the layouts looked like something I had pasted together for a school project. "Cartoons Dad?" I jitted. My father and I had this theory even at 10 I was reading the Wall Street Journal and the New York Times Business Section and never read cartoons or comics. "Yes, son they are funny BUT "For Adults Only!" For twenty years after that, I still thought my father had coined the phrase - "For Adults Only!" "Here we go again!", I thought to myself another one of those speeches on how I would learn when I got older or I would understand when I grew up but even at that age I had this theory about humor and comedy that is was an algebraic equation that just needed to be reinforced and tweaked to satisfy any age, race, or religion. "Dad, let me see I won't tell mom!" My father showed me a couple of pages from Gaze. It was Bill Ward. "Now you see son this artist Bill Ward, he understands the common man! The cartoons Bill Ward creates make sense and they are full of satire and modern humor!" "Satire? Modern Humor? Dad?" I thought they were like the cartoons I had seen in my father's Playboys but B&W and on very low quality paper; but of course I could not say that as he did not know I had found his secret hideway place where he kept his Irving Klaw Library of Betti Paige magazines, B&W Betti Paige 8MM movie and his hard core adult pictures and 8MM movies. At 10, I became the center of adult entertainment to all my friends in the neighborhood even learning how to run the 8MM projector. So in the basement on Amboy Road in Great Kills on Staten Island the "For Adults Only!" Shows would begin. Everyone was smoozing the hard core pictures and after seeing the 8MM loops of the soft core Betti Paige and the hardcore grainy 10 minutes loops I would break out the magazines. I would say to my friends, "You see this artist Bill Ward, he understands the common man and the cartoons he creates makes sense and they are filled with satire and modern humor!" "Get the fuck out of here Gary! Put on another movie and shut the fuck up about the cartoons! You hate cartoons you are always reading the Wall Street Journal and the NY Times!" "No, no really check it out. Look at this one with the baseball player and girl..." "Get the fuck out of here! Don't you have any more movies! These cartoons suck! They don't even show any tits!" So it was and so it began 40 years ago with my first experience with Bill Ward, who as I was being told by a father I so admired and loved "understands the common man and the cartoons Bill Ward created do make sense and they are full of satire and modern humor that still stands the test of time!" Even poignant was thrown into the verbal mix which I thought was something like fellatio or cunninglingus which I had just looked up earlier in the dictionary that Summer of 1961. Poignant indeed. Little did I know of this artist, Bill Ward in 1961 but I hold this everlasting memory of my first introduction to Bill Ward and that day with my father on the Staten Island Ferry on the way back home to Great Kills on Staten Island. Bill Ward is one of the prolific artists of the 20th Century creating in my estimations over 60,000 original works spanning a career of almost 60 years. Bill Ward born William Hess Ward on March 6, 1919. Bill Ward began his professional art career at 15 as the sports cartoonist for a local paper. Bill Ward was in high school in Ocean City Maryland in the height of the Depression. A class clown, dreamer, jokester and somewhat of a trouble maker Bill had one redeeming natural talent-Bill could draw and draw well he did. One of Bill Ward's teachers admonished his parents that this was the only talent the boy possessed and that he had better put it to good use and his English, math, history, and science skills were far below the rest of the class. Everyone loved Bill at school as he drew endlessly for his new found audience and following but he also noticed two things: number one girls liked that he could draw and draw well; and two, that he could make extra money from his friends, relatives and other people referred to him buy drawing pictures for them. At 17 it did not seem to get any better than that-getting paid for doing something that he enjoyed instead of having to work at the store as a clerk or in a factory line or worse yet at the docks with all the rats and smell of dead fish. The Summer months were Bill Ward's most profitable months as he drew charicatures of people and the latest rave and rage was having your picture or your girl friend's picture drawn on your jacket. The girls came and went with each sunrise and sunset. High School was now over and the thought of Fall and Winter began to play on Bill's mind on what to do next as the colder months were coming quickly and the cold reality of everything was this-no work, no money, no girls. After some thought and talking to his teachers and some friends Bill Ward made one of the biggest and best decisions in his life-The Pratt Institute in Brooklyn. "Ocean City, Coney Island, Brighton Beach what was the difference!" he thought. New York was the center of the work for art, comics, drawing, magazines, books and, of course, girls. "DRAW" Backwards Spells "WARD"; and I Knew Where My Destiny Was Heading!" - Bill Ward. Bill Ward moved to New York and enrolled in the Pratt Institute in Brooklyn. From Day One Bill Ward knew he had to choose one area of drawing to specialize in, just one particular area of specialization in drawing and art. Bill Ward chose girls as his speciality: on paper; on the couch; on the desk; in the dorm; in the car; in the park; on the beach; under the stairs; and anywhere his imagination would take him on paper or in real life. Right away, Ward got right down to starting his specialization. Bill Ward drew girls and more girls and more girls. Ward never took full advantage of attending one of the finest commercial art schools, Pratt Institute in Brooklyn in the country; but he did take advantage of many, many of the New York and Brooklyn girls he met. With the certain advent of war and the knowledge that Bill Ward be going into the service when he turned nineteen, he neglected his studies and concentrated on girls and more girls and fraternity life at Pratt. "In my first day in art school our teacher said to his new class, `I suggest that you students draw or paint what you love best. Those of you who love landscapes, paint landscapes. Those of you who love animals, paint animals. Those of you who love boats, paint boats…’ I’ve been painting females ever since. It was good advice. Fans ask me who I patterned my girls after. Actually I took the better parts of several movie stars of the period. Anne Southern’s heavy, exotic eyelids impressed me; so I’ve drawn them heavy, and painted them a metallic blue or green ever since. Marilyn Monroe’s lips, (strangely, not her figure) impressed me. They were so full and curvaceous. For the figure I chose that big, massive-busted blonde bombshell, Anita Ekberg. Then there was a famous model those days who for a short time was successful in the movies, named Suzie Parker. She had the most beautiful long wavy hair I’d ever seen. So, when I do my gals, they have Suzie Parker’s hair. To this day, when I draw or paint a female, I still visualize the various parts from these women. I believe in glamour combined with sex, so I have always tried to incorporate this in my gals. I’ve always drawn long, dangling, chandelier-type earrings on my gals, long before they became popular, as they are today. Years ago there was a night club chanteuse who always wore opera-length gloves when she performed. This intrigued me greatly, so if you notice I use them frequently on my gals, unless of course they’re eating breakfast; and even then I’m tempted. Stratospheric high-heels have always turned me on, so I always incorporate those, along with shiny black hose. In short I’ve always drawn or painted my gals the way I myself would like to see them, incorporating my own secret desires. There seems to be an awful lot of you out there who apparently feel the same way." In Bill Ward's own opinion, Bill Ward did not beleive that he was a good artist or had used his time wisely at the Pratt Institute when he graduated in 1941. Ward's first job in 1941 after graduation was with a Manhattan Art Service, but this proved a major disappointment when he learned his work was to clean up for the illustrators. Not to upstaged and not wanting to quit the job Bill Ward soon managed to get himself fired from Manhattan Art Service job and found himself a job at Fawcett working for Jack Binder, drawing backgrounds for Fawcett's Comic Books, including Mr. Scarlet, Bullet Man, Ibis and The Shadow. Bill Ward credits Jack Binder with teaching and refining the "real skills" Ward needed to become one of the best comic book artists of the period. Bill Ward got his next big break when he did an entire Captain Marvel Book. Judy, Ward’s wife of 46 years, said, “Binder was a tough taskmaster, but that was the best thing that could’ve happened to Bill. Though they were all waiting to get drafted, they had a great time there.” Bill Ward decided to try for a job at Quality Comics, the top comic line at that time in the world-Bill Ward's timing was once again: perfect. Reed Crandall, the leed comic book artist on Blackhawk Comics and Military Comics had just been drafted; and Quality Comics offered Bill Ward Blackhawk Comics. Needless to say, Bill Ward was overwhelmed! Bill Ward had only hoped and expected to do a secondary story in one of their books. Instead Bill Ward was replacing who was, in Ward's words, "the greatest comic book artist of them all-Reed Crandall!" According to Ward, his training by Jack Binder had prepared him well for Blackhawk Comics. All of Bill Ward's practice in inking was paying off. Quality Comics particularly liked Bill Ward's covers. Ward comments, "I'm especially proud of Military No. 30, a shot of that silly Blackhawk plane coming at you, cannons firing, Blackhawk piloting, Chop-Chop waving his meat cleaver menacingly over his shoulder. I drew that idiotic plane (from the early Military Comics) for years before it was changed to a jet. I used to wonder what nut designed the damn thing. Of course it could never fly -- ridiculous to think so. A few years ago I was leafing through a copy of a 1942 "Aerosphere" that I had acquired. Imagine my astonishment . . . there it was, an actual photograph of that same silly plane! Reading on I found it was an experimental model, the Grumman "Sky Rocket," that the army had rejected. Can you blame them? . . . but it must have at least flown!" The Blackhawks — Andre, Olaf, Hendrikson, Chuck, Stanislaus, Chop Chop and their leader, Blackhawk himself — are a freelance band of fighter pilots. They all live together on Blackhawk Island (probably somewhere in … the Northeastern Atlantic), from which they sally forth when the need arises, to battle Nazis, Commies, terrorists, or whoever else might happen to be making the world unsafe for democracy. Bill Ward was at the top of the comic book world; and so young, so very very young; when as had happened to so many other comic book artists before him, Bill Ward was drafted. After Basic Training, Bill Ward was assigned to communications for an anti-aircraft unit at the Quonset Point Naval Air Base, Rhode Island. Bill Ward's duties left him with plenty of spare time, so Bill Ward began moonlighting and laying out stories for Fawcett Comics during his long "Night Tours." Bill Ward’s moonlighting also led serendipitously to the creation of his most famous creation, Torchy. One night in 1944 at Fort Hamilton in Brooklyn, a naval officer saw Ward “practicing” and suggested that Bill Ward do a comic strip for the Base Paper. Ward did, and created the series and that resulted in an Army strip called Ack-Ack-Amy, which centered on the exploits of a shapely brunette who later became Ward’s template for his blonde bombshell. Torchy (last name Todd, althought her last name never appeared in her logo) actually began as a morale-boosting comic strip in the base paper at U.S. Army Fort Hamilton, in Brooklyn, NY, where Ward was stationed. Bill Ward later said he designed her with the eyes of Ann Sothern, the legs of Betty Grable and the body of Anita Ekberg — never mind the fact that Ekberg was just hitting puberty at the time. More credibly, Bill Ward explained he did it because drawing a comic strip was better than getting shot at. Before long, Torchy was being syndicated to base papers around the world. The Ack-Ack Amy comic strip eventually evolved to become the character for which Bill Ward is best known, Torchy, the Blonde Bombshell. After the war, Ward returned to Quality Comics. Bill Ward was concerned that with all of the other comic book artists returning from thw War as he was that he would be lost among all the other fine artists returning from the service, but things worked out well for him once again. Reed Crandall went back to Military Comics and Blackhawk Comics, changed the name in peacetime to Modern Comics; and Ward was given Blackhawk Comics. Unfortunately, Quality Comics wanted them both to do only the pencils. Reed Crandall and Bill Ward's penciled art would be inked by other artists! Both Ward and Crandall were very unhappy and disgruntled about this arrangement-inking to the both of them was key and paramount to the process and to their work and who they were. Most comic historians agree that the best work of Reed Crandall and Bill Ward was inked by themselves. Ward has a low opinion of inkers. "I've always contended, perhaps unfairly, that an inker was an artist that couldn't handle a strip on his own, that all he had to do was go over the pencil lines with a brush. I was very disappointed with the way my Blackhawks turned out. They weren't nearly as good as the complete jobs I'd done before the war!" "If it affected me, it affected Reed Crandall far more. Never again was he to create the classic Blackhawks that he did in 1941-42. His bold yet simple inking style was lost as the inkers butchered his pencilling. He and I were destined to go on doing Blackhawk this way for seven years. Drawing Blackhawk was probably as difficult a job as there was in the comics. There were seven main characters and they had to be shown constantly, really overcrowding the panels. I envied the writers – they could type out 'Show all seven Blackhawks in a mele with the thugs' in probably ten seconds. Imagine how long it took me to draw it. One of the most difficult things I found about drawing the Blackhawk characters was their military hats. A hat has to look just right, if it doesn't it looks silly. There's no in-between. Agitated about pencilling and the length of time it took me, I developed a way of solving the hat problem. I had them all knocked off in their first fight, which usually occurred by the second page. Then for the rest of the story they would be bare headed. I got away with it for about six months, then, not some astute editor, but some damn smart aleck kid wrote George Brenner (the head editor at Quality), 'Why don't the Blackhawks get a new hatter? They don't seem to fit very well. They all get knocked off at the beginning of each story.' They really ripped into me over this. So in the next story the Blackhawks all had to swim underwater out to a submarine. You're right, I drew them swimming underwater with their hats on. 'All right, Ward, let's not overdo it,' George Brenner screamed into the phone."
After the war in 1946, Ward was working at Quality Comics (Plastic Man, Phantom Lady), mostly doing Blackhawk Comics, when publisher Busy Arnold asked if Bill ward could come up with a new back-up series for Modern Comics (where Blackhawk was the main feature). Ward dusted off Torchy, and that's how Torchy broke into the civilian press. Torchy first appeared in the back pages of Doll Man Quarterly #8 (Spring, 1946.) Torchy quickly became a big success and Torchy eventually got her own comic book with issues in 1949-50 with no non-reprinted appearances after Modern Comics #102 (October, 1950.) Bill Ward's particular talent for drawing women stood him in good stead in this period when "Romance Comics" became very popular and the rage. Bill Ward was soon so busy doing the covers and lead stories for Quality Comic's "Romance Comics" that he didn't have time for his own creation; and Torchy was turned over to another talented artist, Gil Fox. In response to the success of Young Romance, Quality Comics launched several romance titles. Arnold decided Ward's talents were better used on covers for that line, and wanted to take Ward off Torchy. Ward objected, and they reached a compromise, with Ward at least doing the lead stories in Torchy's comic and Gill Fox (who had done several features at Quality, including The Ray and The Black Condor) on the rest. Quality's Torchy series was cut short by an anti-comics crusade that had been gathering steam during the previous few years. Dr. Fredric Wertham, a psychiatrist who used the medium as a stepping-stone to national fame, put Torchy at the very top of a list of comic books he considered inappropriate for children (whom he presumed to be the only people reading them), despite the fact that the most scandalous thing she'd done up until that time was look pretty — most people didn't see anything in her to object to even then, to say nothing of how the public would respond today. Still, the publisher attempted to appease Wertham by taking her off the schedule as of the sixth issue, dated September 1950. A few years later, Ward, too, left the comic book business. "The demise of Torchy? I shall never forget it. There was a psychiatrist by the name of Dr. Wertham who milked publicity from criticizing comic books and the negative effect they were supposedly having on kids. I used to deliver my finished jobs to Quality’s office in Manhattan. One day I was walking along Madison Avenue when I spotted Dick Arnold, Busy’s son and an editor now, ambling along on the other side of the street. "There goes our worst offender!" he screeched to a friend, pointing at me. I ran across the street to find out what the hell he meant and he threw a bombshell. "Dr. Wertham has come out with an ‘unfit’ list, and Torchy is on the list!" I couldn’t believe it. Torchy, that innocent little blonde, the stories equally innocent. Can you imagine that happening today? As it turned out, comics, for me anyway, didn’t last long after that. Television was the culprit. Bit by bit it took the audience away. Pay started going down along with sales. Suddenly, Quality Comics threw in the towel and went out of business."
Bill Ward recalls in a conversation and interview about those days after the War: "I think it was around 1946 that Busy Arnold, Quality Comic’s publisher asked me if I could do another story for Modern Comics; and did I have any ideas? I mentioned the fact that I had drawn a strip about a daffy blonde in the Army call "Torchy." Busy Arnold went for the idea; and I convinced Busy to let me ink it. At long last Torchy was in the comics. The Torchy Strip was very popular, running for about 3 years. Modern and Quality Comics were getting so much mail on Torchy that Busy Arnold decided to do a Torchy Book. I was ecstatic! My creation, that daffy blonde chick, was going to have a book of her own. Then disaster struck, the greatest disappointment of my career. I had finished the Torchy Cover and the lead story for issue No. 1 when George Brenner phoned and told me they were taking me off Torchy! Romance Comics had come on the scene at the same time and they were instant best sellers. None of the other artists, due to the fact they had had no experience doing women, could handle it - it had to be me! Modern had planned on a bunch of books; and I was to do the covers and lead stories. It meant lots more money for me, but I was furious! I phoned Busy and pleaded with him that Torchy was my baby. I just wouldn’t turn her over to another artist. We ended up with a compromise. If I could find the time, he would let me do as many of the covers as I could manage, plus the same with the lead stories. Gil Fox did most of Torchy from then on, although I was able to do half of the covers and several lead stories. Gil, a great guy and a good friend, took over and did a remarkable job following my style. As a matter of fact, it was more than a bit disconcerting to me that he could. I worked day and night to turn the romance penciling out so that I could do Torchy. However, Romance was selling like mad, so more titles were added." Bill Ward moved into magazine cartooning, particularly for editor Abe Goodman at Humorama Magazine. Humorama Magazine was a divsion of the Martin Goodman publishing empire. Martin Goodman was best known as the publisher of the Timely/Atlas and later even more famous Marvel Comic Books. Martin goodman also published most of the Men's Adventure magazines like Stag and For Men Only. Martin Goodman's relative, Abe Goodman, ran the Humorama Magaine division. Goodman churned out titles like Joker, Romp, and Jest, which featured cheesecake photos and one-panel girlie cartoons. For a 20-year period beginning in 1947, Ward produced 30 cartoons a month for Goodman. That comes to 7,200 cartoons for just one account for Abe Goodman. “Bill’s output rivals Jack Kirby’s,” said Joe Anderko, another long-time Ward friend. Torchy appeared frequently in Humorama in Bill Ward's one-panel gag cartoons, and continued appearing in Humorama for years. Torchy got sexier as time went on, to the point where the later Torchy cartoons, which were aimed at an adult audience, were almost pornographic. Since DC Comics, which acquired Quality Comic's properties in 1956, didn't object to his use of her in a timely manner, presumably, Torchy, unlike the majority of Quality Comics characters, belongs to Torchy's creator now. Eventually, the so-called Torchy "The Blonde Bombshell" got back into comic books. Israel Waldman, whose I.W. Enterprises and its successor, Super Comics, would make unauthorized reprints of anything that wasn't nailed down, put out an issue in 1964. Innovation Press, a 1980s start-up publisher, did several authorized reprints. There was a set of Torchy trading cards, concentrating on the post-Quality cartoons, in the 1990s. While Torchy is remembered by most comic book fans as a character firmly rooted in the distant past, in reality Torchy remained a viable property for creator, Bill Ward for the rest of his life. But Ward's career in comics was nearly finished anyway. It was the early fifties, and Dr. Wertham's campaign to paint comics as bad for kids was having effects. "My main interest is not in comic books or even mass media, but in children and young people. Over the years I have been director of large mental hygiene clinics... And I have done a great deal of work - sometimes with great difficulty - to prevent young people from being sent to reformatories where they are often very badly treated. I have also helped a number of young people so they were not sent to the electric chair. Seeing that so many immature people have troubles and get into trouble, I tried to find out all the sources that contributed to their difficulties. In the course of that work I came across crime comic books. I had nothing whatever to do directly with the comics code. Nor have I ever endorsed it. Nor do I believe in it. My scientific findings had something to do with it only because the crime comic book publishers, some of them multi-millionaires, were afraid laws or statutes would be passed against their worst productions. To guard against that the code was established. Controlling the excess of brutality in crime comic books has nothing to do with censorship. Protecting children is not censorship. I was the first American psychiatrist admitted in a Federal Court in a book censorship case - and I testified against censorship."-Dr. Wertham on Comics Soon the diminished sales caused Quality Comics to go out of business. Ward found other work drawing cartoons for Abe Goodman's Humorama Magazine, Gaze, Gee Whiz, Joker Magazine, and in 1954, at Cracked Magazine where Bill Ward continued for many years. The Bill Ward Secret Weapon of Choice and Success-The Conte Crayon!!! Ward admits that he paid very little attention in art school, preferring to focus on area coeds. There was, however, one instructor who used the Conte crayon, and that caught Ward’s attention. “This instructor couldn’t draw very well, but he was doing it so rapidly,” Ward recounted in a biographical video entitled “The Wonderful Women of Ward”. That caused a bulb to light up in Ward’s head: “The faster you do a drawing, the better money you could make.” Not only did the crayon allow Ward to work quickly, but it allowed him to create the textures that became his trademark. “The Conte crayon is a stick of crayon that is square, but the sides are sharp and so when you press down, it lets you grade things off so beautifully,” Ward added. “Many art students ask if I use an air brush for my drawing, but I don’t. It’s the Conte crayon that gives the soft effect, especially on the legs. If I do dark stockings, I get that sheen (using the Conte crayon) that I can’t possibly get with a wash.” The only downside to the Conte crayon was that it forced Ward to work on a large scale. As a result, though the pages of Humorama measured a paltry 7 ¼ by 5 ½ inches, his originals often measured two feet tall. In exchange for each cartoon, Ward was paid $30 a cartoon, and in keeping with the custom of the era, Goodman got to keep the originals. Ward, nonetheless, felt fairly compensated; it was an account he could count on, and Goodman also paid Ward a royalty for cartoons sold overseas. “Abe (eventually) got more for the originals than he paid Bill, but in the 1950’s, gas was 22 cents a gallon and Pepsi was a dime, so Bill, who could whip them off, didn’t get a bad deal,” Amsie said. When his tenure at Humorama came to an end, Ward, whose work crossed genres, began contributing to adult and fetish magazines like Club, Juggs, Screw, Reflections and Fetish Times, as well as the Eros Goldstripe line of adult paperback books. In contrast to his Humorama drawings, which were simultaneously elegant and risque’, Ward’s line drawing for the adult publications was cruder, involving partial and full nudity, and every deviant act imaginable. According to Amsie, “Bill used to say, `They want big pussies and big penises, so what can I do? I have to put food on the table.’” Ward took the adult work partly because, being a freelancer, he was always a bit insecure, noting that the only way he could protect himself was by having lots of accounts. Ironically, Ward probably could have worked less if he had marketed himself better, but he rarely made public appearances, and as a result, had little idea of his popularity. “Bill was so dreadfully shy,” Judy Ward said. “The comic-book conventions would come begging for him to come, but he lived for his family and his work. He lived in his own little world and had a very happy time of it.” For the most part, Ward was a workaholic who got up at 4 a.m. to start drawing and didn’t knock off until 3 or 4 in the afternoon. In his spare time, Ward was a scratch golfer, a collector of civil war photographs and an avid antique hunter, scouring garage sales for bargains. Only later in his career did Ward begin to make public appearances at comic-book conventions, where he was taken aback by the reception he received. Ward told friends he was flabbergasted to see his drawings, which he used to give away, selling for as much as $250. “Bill loved women, and it came through in his work,” said Ward’s longtime friend, pin-up dealer Art Amsie. “I would, without a doubt, put Bill down as the greatest comic-book portrayer of feminine sexuality.” Imagine a stunning woman boasting Barbie-like proportions – and then some – poured into a shimmery dress, silky gloves, sheer lingerie and thigh-high stockings, all perched atop a pair of stiletto heels, and you have the recipe for the typical Ward drawing. “Bill could’ve been a designer,” Amsie added. “Whereas other cartoonists always had their girls in the same dress, Bill always dressed his girls to the nines in evening gowns with sparkles and sequins. He sometimes spent more time on the dresses than on the girls themselves.” Given the sophisticated and worldly look of his women, it’s hard to believe that Ward never strayed far from his hometown of Ridgewood, NJ. Don Markstein's Toonopedia, Comics.org, and Carole Jean at Petticoat Punishment Art
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