Using that ancient tool called a telephone directory, I contacted Trina Robbins, who now lives in San Francisco, and answered her own phone (!), responding beautifully to my questions. So that was the big light bulb moment for me.” (SF Chronicle, January 30, 2015) That may have been the first time I heard the term ‘womens liberation.’ That usually meant sexually liberated, that you’d sleep with the guy (laugh). “In 1969, I read something in an underground newspaper about how guys think we’re good enough to have their babies and wash their socks and make their brown rice, but they won’t let us talk in political movement meetings. They said, ‘Oh you have no sense of humor.’ The male cartoonist humiliated women, drew them being raped and tortured, and I didn’t think it was funny. I noticed this misogyny creeping into the scene. “I was an artist and hippie in the ‘60s,’ and was one of a small number of underground cartoonists on the Lower East side in New York. I ‘met’ (as it were) Ms Robbins though an extraordinarily well-written article in the San Francisco Chronicle by Jessica Zack under the caption “Brave Women who Defied the Culture.” I was intrigued when I read Trina’s contribution:
An interview with cartoonist Trina RobbinsĮrrol Flynn and Kevin Costner both played Robin Hood (though not at the same time), and Al Jolson sang about the “Red, red Robin” doing its “bob, bob bobbin’along.” Now it’s time to meet another Robbins (Trina Robbins, that is) whose work deserves (if not a song or a movie remake), then the respectful appreciation of art and social culture patrons both.
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