HERB
MIGNERY, COWBOY CARTOONIST
And
Master of Cartooning Horses
I
WENT TO A LOCAL “postcard and paper” show a few weeks ago. And, as always, I
hope to find a long-neglected treasure among the “paper.” The postcards are
intriguing and I usually buy a few by Ray Walters (which we’ll display in Opus
402). But “paper” is mostly magazines and books, and this time, I found a
genuine treasure— an entire book of cowboy cartoons by Herb Mignery, who
could draw cartoon horses like nobody I know of. Mignery’s subject is the
modern day cowboy, so pickup trucks figure in the visual material as well as
horses. I’m attaching a gallery of examples culled from the book.
Herb
Mignery was born November 7, 1937 in Nebraska and raised on his family’s
working cattle ranch near Bartlett. The Mignerys had worked that ranch for a
hundred years. Herb drew from an early age and kept right on with it. After
college, he worked as an illustrator in the U.S. Army, stationed in Hawaii.
After his stint was up, he returned to Nebraska and worked as a commercial
artist for Cornhusker Press. He also did freelance work for True West magazine
and a couple of advertising agencies. In 1968, he started doing an annual
cartoon calendar called Cowtoons.
Dick
Spencer, the publisher of Western Horseman magazine, says of Mignery and
his work: “Herb has been there. It shows in his work, and the
folks who laugh the longest and the loudest at his cartoons are those who have
lived it. Cowboys must have a sense of humor. It’s a tough enough life with it, and almost unbearable without it.”
In
many of his cartoons, Mignery used a lanky big-foot character named Clyde, who,
says Baxter Black, the cowboy poet and philosopher, “is the workaday cowboy.
He’s the everyday cowman on a starved-out ranch somewhere hear Bartlett,
Nebraska and Gerlach, Nevada. He’s every one of us who ever fed a pen of
long-eared yearlin’s, got bucked offa green colt or watched a hailstorm wipe
out a year’s grain crop.”
In
1985, Cornhusker Press brought out a collection of Mignery’s calendar cowpoke
comedy, The Best of Mignery —more than 80 Cowtoons selected from a
15-year run of the calendar. Spencer summed up the content:
“If
you’ve got spur-marks on your boots or sweat-stains on your hat band, you won’t
be able to put this book down. Or if you’ve just got one little drop o’western
blood circulatin’ around somewhere in your veins, you’re in for some laughs. If
you’re wearing a big belt buckle, loosen your belt. You could hurt yourself on
some of the belly-laughs you’ll find in this book.”
Well,
I wouldn’t go quite that far. Mignery’s cayuses in the calendar-reprint book
aren’t quite as boney and bucky (and funny) as they are in the Western
Horseman book from which I poached the images a few paragraphs ago. And the
calendar drawings appear only in black with gray tones and brown colored parts.
But
the book alerted me to a peculiarity in Mignery’s pictures. He “trademarks” his
cartoons: each one of them is marked with two visual oddities—a patch of
crossed bandages and a pair of eyeballs, peering out of a dark corner or shady
spot somewhere in the drawing. I’ve scanned a sample of each onto one final
Mignery color picture, this one of himself sketching under a tree. Herein, the pair of
eyeballs looks out as us from a hole in the old tree, and his sketchpad paper
is patched. But the trademarks aren’t always so obvious; go back to the short
gallery of his colored cartoons or the samples from The Best book and see
how many of each you can find in those cartoons.
And
while you’re at it, observe the miscellaneous hilarity that Mignery sprinkles
on his cartoons—small burrowing animals peeking out of their holes, false teeth
in the dust gripping a cigar, apple cores, and an occasional mouse. Not to
mention all the puns lettered on to walls or pickup trucks.
Oh—and
notice the rabbit behind the tree in the Mignery self-portrait. The rabbit
shows up every now and then. And at least once, he’s wearing horn-rimmed glasses
just like my Cahoots wears. As far as I know, Mignery has never seen one of my
rabbit-embossed cartoons. But we were born in the same year. So who knows?
Mignery
doesn’t do much cartooning any more. In 1975, he opened his own studio and
began to sculpt in bronze, an activity that soon became a full-time
career—cartooning’s loss.
Mignery
has completed many monumental bronzes dealing with subjects related to his
early life on the ranch, and he has won several awards. He is a past president
of the Cowboy Artists of America.
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