Matt Davies
Matt Davies is the Pulitzer Prize-winning editorial cartoonist for The Journal News. Born in London, he immigrated to the United States in 1983 and pursued his love of drawing, writing and making fun of people in positions of power throughout his educational career, while fitting in schoolwork during his spare time.
After several years at art college in Savannah, Ga., and the School of Visual Arts in New York, Davies took his "skills" to the street and 13 years ago, after a couple of years of freelancing, somehow managed to land his current job as staff editorial cartoonist at The Journal News. Since then, he has drawn thousands of cartoons, won the Robert F. Kennedy Journalism Award in 2001, the inaugural Herblock Prize in 2004 and the aforementioned "Big P"
Faced with the challenge of a newspaper readership shifting its news-garnering habits to the Web, his editors asked if he would be willing to explain himself and what he does with a blog on The Journal News' Web site, LoHud.com.
"No way!" was his answer: "N-O... Forget it."
E-mail Matt Davies at mdavies@lohud.com
Entries written by Matt Davies
The Conqueror.
Frankly, I am painfully averse to using labeled mountaintops as metaphors. Yep. As hackneyed images, they're right up there with a sinking Titanic, etc. But I kept coming back to this twist on the image and the term "summit," as I felt it best expressed what I needed to say. And well, heap scorn upon me if you wish, but here it is….
The Legal Slam Dunk
Weird…I just noticed I've been drawing a lot of people airborne lately. I'm sure a psychologist would have a field day with that.
So. Yonkers Police again. There's a video tape of a burly Yonkers police officer violently throwing a small woman (44 year-old Irma Marquez) to the ground in a bizarre WWF move. The photos of her injuries are shocking. Marquez looks as if she was in a horrible car wreck. The other … Read more of this entry »
Where am I ?!
Hmmm. Probably should have posted this before I went, but I have been away on a desert island celebrating my little sister's wedding for the past eight days. I am now sitting in my office, rudely awakened, and trying desperately to remember how to draw a straight line. (Check in tomorrow to see how I managed…)
(Sigh.) Don't you detest the first day back at work, trying to fire up the grey cells after a lazy family vacation?
