
Every few years there’s a graphic novel that’s so good at what it does that it transcends the medium. There are many graphic novels that I would recommend to people who are already readers of comic books. I love my superhero comics and graphic novels, but I’ve also come to appreciate the great works of artists like Gene Luen Yang and Marjane Satrapi, Guy Delisle and Shaun Tan. And yet, for most of their books, I’d still only recommend them to fellow fans of that storytelling art. The last book I read that moved me to the point that I’d recommend it as a work of literature, not just as a graphic novel, was Craig Thompson’s Blankets. That was published in 2003, and I’ve been wondering what the next would be that impressed me as much. That next book is here, in Scott McCloud’s The Sculptor.
The 500-page hardcover tells a relatively simple story: underappreciated artist David Smith has a meeting with Death and is granted a wish – that he will give his life to make great art. The way that ends up playing out is that David is made aware of the exact date of his death, and until he dies, he has a superpower of sorts—he can sculpt any material with his bare hands. Marble, iron, concrete, it all molds in his hands like clay. This extraordinary talent, and David’s ticking clock, become a lens for us to examine our own lives.


My favorite of the many themes in the book is about art. About finding your own muse, and your own creative act that will live on beyond you. McCloud may have been getting autobiographical with that—he’s achieved a meisterwerk here that will live on well past him. In an afterword, he writes about how David is him—but quite a bit younger. It’s books like this that inspire readers to do something. Will I ever have a crowning achievement? Will I be remembered? It’s these questions that haunt all of us, artists or not, and McCloud has found a beautiful way to both ask and answer the question.
I’d say all the usual things here – I laughed out loud, I wept, it became a part of my life, I didn’t want to put it down – but none of that is quite right. I mean, all of those things happened. But there was also some pain with reading The Sculptor. It soared, but never without the fear of falling. It warmed, but always with the awareness that you could burn. Much like life itself, David Smith’s journey has real consequences. Magical meetings with Death aside, this was the most visceral book I’ve read in some time. I saw myself in The Sculptor. You will too.
But. Unlike other graphic novels I've reviewed here (and will continue to, once a week, forever), and I mention in my book Play Like a Pirate -- I wouldn't use The Sculptor with students. At least, not the whole book. Excerpts would be wonderful to share with students, especially art students who are learning to put into words what they feel about their creations. But The Sculptor is very much a graphic novel for adults. I'd love to see a high school classroom free enough that teachers would be able to use something like this, but there's sex, there are f-words, there are other pieces of "adult" content and themes. It would cause a ruckus.
So why review it here? Because it's good enough that for an adult reader who hasn't found That Comic yet that has changed their opinion about graphic novels--this could be it. If you're a teacher who doesn't "get" the graphic novel thing? This one could demonstrate the power of the medium. Even if you don't pick it up for your students, picking it up for yourself could change your understanding of comics, graphic novels, and their potential for your students. Give it a chance.
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Whenever read The Sculptor I feel that I am not on earth, how well written it is, how beautiful the graphics are. I am a web content writer and I also suggested much time to novels lover students that if you want to read some great graphics novels that change your felling so must read The Sculptor.
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