Cartoon-artist Mario: a tribute

By Vijay N. Seth (vinns)

Graphic humorist, fine artist and photobuff, Vijay N Seth (vinns) recounts fond memories of the great Mario de Miranda(1926-2011), who has left a un-fill-able void in the world of popularcartooning.

No longer canwe expect to see a new wall with a narrative of animated conversation between Ms. Fonseca and Ms. Nimbupani in their characteristic style-filesor streetscapes and fishmongers, musicians, bulging bosoms, spilling beer mugs,wide smiles and the like. How does one pay a tribute to artgenius, self-bred gifted cartoonist, graphic humour artist, pure creative illustrator, hawk-eyed with his architecturalrenderings? Mario de Miranda. Here was a genius who awed professionals and thelayman with his astute insight and representation of human nature.

Mario Miranda

vinns with Mario Miranda

With pen & inkthat were at his command to churn out lines that every nib would be jealous of,he brushed aside the old school of cartooning using the brush, and set a new norm to use thenib pen and to master it for this branch of art.Mario created characters that gave his daily audience their quota of asmile without malice. His trips around the globe produced subtle close observationsof the local musings – a fitting example of how far can one stretch theparameters of this branch of neglected art.  

A rainbow oftalent extraordinaire, greatly influenced by cartoonists in U.S. & U.K.,Mario was an easy-going gentleman; without the pressures of being temperamentalor egoistic. He had a flair for encouraging would-be cartoonists; makingfriends for life with whom ever he came into contact with.

Fromcartooning, as perceived by majority of Indians, his pen flowed 'fine art'quality renderings that encompassed all he observed and perfected in last 30odd years.

It was hisinitiative that I was introduced to late Jurg Spahrr, the Swiss cartoonist,who was the curator of the International Cartoon Museum 'Summlung karikature'in Basel Switzerland, where I share the archives with Mario. It was in June1987, when we shared the hotel room in the three days 'Festival internationalde la Bande Dessine' in Sierre in Switzerland as part of 'India inSwitzerland'. And it was barely three years back, in Feb.2009, when he presented me with a personally signed copy of his book.

As a studentof fine art at Sir J.J. School of Art in 1965, I would go across to Times ofIndia to observe him at work. He never minded it. That made him my mentor and Itoo chose to migrate from editorial cartooning to caption-less satirical humour art. His canvas (though on paper) of creativity matured to a level thatvery few can stake a claim to, in a population of nine hundred million.

Wherever he is now, one can perceive him regaling the heavens with his pen, his wings…To him, all the crow quills bow in respect. I do too. Thatwas Mario Joao Carlos do Rosario de Britto a Miranda. Or simply Mario to us – aperfect human.