I mentioned in my last post that Robert Andrew Parker's Illustrated Frankenstein was among my favorite projects of his. I dug a few scans out of the archives, which I offer here largely without comment, save Wow!
How can such a light touch pack such power?
Seemingly so tossed off, yet so frightening.
The arc of that torch captures the miracle of Parker's work for me. It's mystifyingly precise; it's flamboyant. I apologize for the etymological pun, but it's the word I mean; it propels the story with crude yet witty force. "Crude" also and especially applying to the monster.
Finally: how does he insert creepy comedy into the story?
Hats off, RAP.