Joe Sinnott is one of those artists who are so damn good that praise of his work is pointless. No need to append the great hitter to Lou Gehrig’s name; the great author to Hemmingway’s. You’ve seen Joe’s embellishments on just about every key Marvel character; his credits are simply staggering. So when Joe agreed to illustrate my story “Billboards” (ten years ago! where’s the time go?) I just about flipped.
Unfortunately, Joe’s not drawing much at the moment. While vacationing with his wife Betty in Myrtle Beach, he took a mean fall. “I stepped off a step and couldn’t catch myself,” Joe told me this morning. “Broke my right shoulder in four places.”
“Ouch,” I said.
“Big ouch,” said Joe. “It’ll be two weeks this Thursday, but I still can’t sleep in a bed. They can’t set a shoulder, you know?just put it in a sling and hope for it to heal.”
Joe had just gotten back from the doctor when I phoned. He was in good spirits and feeling positive despite the pain, which he described as a constant ache. “They don’t think they’ll have to operate,” he said. “So we’re just keeping an eye on it and hoping for the best.
© 2004, Clifford Meth