The thing that I love the most about Joe Kubert’s art is the speed with which it looks like it was made. Each mark embodies the feeling of Kubert’s quickness and pressure of his hand (though I’ve heard rumors he was ambidextrous and would often ink with both at the same time—so, hands then if true). It’s like those ink lines are hovering in the air and Kubert is stabbing them with the pen nib or brush tip and nailing them down to the Bristol board. I love that feeling in comic book art. I can also dig meditative, deliberate mark making. But the off-the-cuff, cavalier, don’t-give-a-shit, keep-it-moving attitude in Kubert’s inks is a feeling that is incredibly inspiring.