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InternetDecember 21, 2022

It’s Garfield’s world and we’re just living in it

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The lasagne-loving orange cat has experienced an unexpected meme-driven resurgence in 2022. What’s that all about?

Ladies and gentlemen, I am here to inform you that we are well into the Garfpocalypse. I can’t seem to go a day without seeing countless Garfield edits as I scroll through my Instagram feed. Every move I make, every corner I take, there is a smug, lasagne-loving cat, taunting me. But how and why has a cartoon created in 1978 made such a resurgence into our collective conscience?

For me, it all started when I saw a T-shirt in Thrift Wellington last November. Seemingly normal from the front, with a tiny Garfield logo on the upper right, it could pass as any pink tee – except for the giant mural of Garfield that embellished the back. It reminded me of my childhood and simpler times. I hadn’t thought of Garfield in about a million years, but seeing a familiar flash of orange in the overstimulating experience of thrift shopping brought me a sense of peace… so I bought it instantly.

In June, he snuck his way into the workplace. My coworkers played ‘Hey Mama’ by the Black Eyed Peas (a key track from in the Garfield movie soundtrack), and jumped around as they recreated the infamous scene, dance-battling an imaginary Odie. At this stage it felt that Garfield was not quite “trendy” yet; his appeal rested firmly in a zone between irony and nostalgia.

Then all of a sudden, Garfield was dominating my Instagram page. Hundreds of accounts seemingly popped up overnight, each with thousands of followers, posting ridiculous (yet sincere) images of Garfield in various situations. My entire Discover page is now orange.

The account @garfieldfrommemory haunts the back of my brain daily, painting ungodly portraits of Garfield as Jesus on the cross, as the Mona Lisa, as giant wheels of cheese. I have never had so much tangible evidence that each day we stray further from God’s light.

Source: Garfield From Memory

User @garfielfcore posts pictures of Garfield themed tattoos, while @jmcgg showcases Garfield T-shirts that make me question my own sense of humour. @Garfsgram edits Garfield into album covers and movie posters (self described as “Artfield”),  @Garfigment is in the business of shitposting, and @dharfields_gharma explores religious ideologies and philosophy through the medium of Garfield. (These accounts stand on the shoulders of Tumblrs like Garfield Minus Garfield, the YouTube account lasagnacat (both started in 2008) as well as Robot Chicken’s semi-regular Garfield subversions.)

Now it’s broken the banks of the internet: Garfield merch is being sold at Typo. Garfield mugs, socks, phone cases, calendars – you can even buy a giant hollowed out Garfield head to keep your pens in if you felt so inclined. Apparently there’s a new Garfield movie in the works for 2024, with Garfield to be voiced by Chris Pratt, and John Cena is there for no reason (again). People are selling overpriced Garfield memorabilia on Facebook Marketplace, and Vice is using Garfield imagery as thumbnails for seemingly unrelated articles. Last month, objectively cool™ indie pop artist Remi Wolf posted a photo of herself on the Tonight Show wearing a Garfield dress. Why on earth is Garfield cool now, in the lord’s year 2022? 

To understand this sudden revival, I asked myself to consider my personal relationship with Garfield. What makes him so iconic? 

I remember going to see the Garfield movie in 2004. I remember the smell of salty popcorn and the electric blue glitter on the walls of the cinema and laughing with my cousins in the dark. I remember going to the library after school with my brother and issuing all of the Garfield comics we could get our hands on (which was not many, as they were a hot commodity). Poring over the pages of Garfield Goes Bananas, I laughed so much – as a primary school-aged child, I too hated Mondays. 

Recently I revisited my childhood library to get the same books out again. That week, instead of doomscrolling on TikTok for 3 hours before falling asleep, I read Garfield comics. I came to an epiphany: Comics are the original TikTok. They’re entertaining, and only take 30 seconds to read, which is conveniently the length of my attention span. However, the core difference was that instead of being shown distressing true crime content, being diagnosed with ADHD / having high cortisol / being an Aries by a complete stranger, or watching news stories about tragic current events, I was being shown pictures of a cat thinking about his teddy bear in big, fluffy thought bubbles. That week, I fell asleep faster than I had all year. 

This is when it hit me: Garfield was not merely another internet meme – he is a fat orange coping mechanism in a post-pandemic world. 

Garfageddon is our collective attempt to time travel just a little bit, back to when life was a fraction easier, and our only problem was which ice-block to choose at the dairy after school. As a generation who turned into adults during lockdowns and spent our 21st birthdays on Zoom calls, who haven’t been on our OEs and who may never be able to afford a house, adulthood can feel like something far away in the distance rather than a reality.

Faced with an ongoing pandemic, the climate crisis, an attention-hungry billionaire controlling our social media platforms and supermarkets charging $7 for a capsicum, who wouldn’t prefer to think about Garfield instead?

Source: Garfigment

 

During lockdown, many young adults found themselves back at their parents’ house and living in their childhood bedrooms for the first time in years. We had the chance to go through our old drawers, play our old games, and pretend to be our old selves. It was an extraordinary circumstance where we were forced to look at how our lives are now and how they used to be. The rise of Garfield memes feels like a symptom of this phenomenon – a way of pulling familiar, nostalgic content forward into a reality that feels increasingly uncertain each day. After all, unprecedented times call for unprecedented memes.

Maybe you love Garfield because you see yourself in him as you age, becoming cynical and increasingly unwilling to leave your bed. You might love him because of his extensive activism in the body-positivity community, and his role in the revitalisation of lasagne as a backlash to the extreme diet culture of the 90s and early 2000s. Or you could just love Garfield for the simple reason that you used to. You used to watch the movies, you used to read the comics, you used to not think twice about the news, you used to be carefree. You used to be eight years old. And that is enough.

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Image: supplied / Toby Morris
Image: supplied / Toby Morris

InternetDecember 20, 2022

Rat World: Because some of the best stuff happens underground

Image: supplied / Toby Morris
Image: supplied / Toby Morris

Launched on Karangahape Road and read from London to Baltimore, Rat World is a new arts magazine featuring the young, talented and yet-to-be-famous. 

“I didn’t expect this,” says Jennifer Cheuk at least five times in our interview. Cheuk is the editor of Rat World, an arts magazine “for the underground”; it publishes poetry, essays, criticism, comics and multimedia pieces which defy easy categorisation.

In her telling, Cheuk started in 2022 with no plan, no magazine, and no funding. “I lost my way a lot during the lockdown,” she says. After completing an English literature and linguistics degree, she thought about applying for a medicine programme, then mechanical engineering. “I don’t even have a science background,” she says, perplexed. “I just thought – what am I doing?” After tossing up a bunch of ideas, including starting a comics press, the idea for Rat World formed in January. Now, she’s published four issues – the final one over 100 pages – and hosted Rat World events and workshops in both Auckland and Wellington, as well as received funding from the Copyright Licensing Contestable Grants to support Rat World in 2023.

When we meet for coffee at Sandringham café Grays – she does most of the work and meetings for Rat World in local cafes – Cheuk is vibrating with energy. Rat World’s incipient success might have come as a surprise to her, but it’s clear that she possesses the bloody mindedness and determination necessary to launch a print magazine in 2022.

When, the night before the first issue went to print, Cheuk decided the design of the magazine looked terrible, she and her graphic designer Aidan Dayvyd made oven chips and stayed up all night to redesign every page. When she decided that Rat World needed T-shirts as prizes to give away, she screenprinted them herself. She wanted Rat World to be distributed internationally, so she cold-called hundreds of bookshops around the world, and the magazine can now be found in Baltimore, San Francisco and London.

The ”rat” theme of Rat World was clear at a launch party in November for the magazine’s third issue, held at Open Café on Auckland’s Karangahape Road. Several people had made the effort to dress up as rats. Two big rat heads sat on top of the speaker system, and at a table where I sat down there was a small rat puppet which, somebody told me, had been borrowed from a library. Why rats? Cheuk says that she’s always had an affinity for the rodent. “Rats are everywhere; [I realised] it’s not the people who matter, it’s the rats.” I show her the “outdoor dining” cover of New York magazine, where the rats are enjoying a feast beneath the feet of the humans. “That’s exactly what I mean!” she says. “There’s this lost underground of amazing creatives and they keep the world beating.” Cheuk says the “underground” of the magazine is for the voices of these creatives who haven’t found a space elsewhere in the media.  

Photo: Rat World events

Flipping through Rat World, which has interviews and photography with a kind of cramped, involved design that Cheuk describes as “retro, old school New Yorker”, I discover artists and musicians I’ve never heard of, as well as interviews with writers I have. I also pick up a free edition of the zine Speck, handed out at the launch party, with a variety of comic artists featured. There’s a sense of quirkiness: Cheuk writes her editorial in picture font Wingdings and offers a prize for the first person to translate it. She assures me the code will be harder next time. The magazine, focused on Aotearoa with some international pieces and distribution, makes me realise that I only cross over with a small section of Aotearoa’s creative world; the magazine makes the arts scene in Aotearoa feel vibrant and expansive, not small.

The magazine being in print is key to this. “Print can be quite exclusive,” Cheuk says; digital writing has decimated Aotearoa’s magazine industries. Cheuk, who spent hours browsing Mag Nation as a child and has the magazine collection to prove it, loved the idea of having something tangible to hold the stories of the creative work she felt was left out of the media. “It’s really validating for people to see their work in print, and it’s opened doors,” she says.

She gives the example of Felicia Duque, whose photography was published in Rat World’s first three issues. “She wanted to get into the fashion photography industry but didn’t know how,” Cheuk says. “I thought ‘let’s do something with that’, and now she’s gotten other photography work and it’s so cool.”

Punters read Rat World (Image: Supplied)

How does publishing a print magazine in the digital age work, financially? To launch the magazine, Cheuk withdrew much of her savings; to her surprise, each issue has made a “measly profit”, just recovering its printing costs. The latest issue has a few ads, all for local galleries and bookshops that the magazine wants to support. She doesn’t pay herself for her time, but each contributor gets $25 and a discount for the magazine (next year it will be a free copy). “It’s coming from my bank account, but that’s a decision I made at the beginning; it’s important for people’s work to feel valuable; creatives need funding,” she says.

Cheuk is realistic: she doesn’t know how long Rat World will be sustainable. As it is, she’s dividing her time editing the magazine with the feature film script she’s writing for her master’s degree and the work she does for a documentary film company. “We really want to make this financially sustainable, but it’s so hard to plan ahead with something like this. I just jumped into it and haven’t lost money – but that’s a depressing answer.”  

‘Hutt Valley, Kāpiti, down to the south coast. Our Wellington coverage is powered by members.’
Joel MacManus
— Wellington editor

But while the magazine is around, Cheuk’s keen to keep supporting the community. “It can be so discouraging to get a straight-up rejection email without the ability to call or message back and ask why,” she says. So even for pieces that aren’t being published in the magazine – a decision Cheuk makes with the support of Dayvyd and some poetry and prose readers – she offers a café catch up, video call, or email feedback and tries to help people find another home for their work.

“I’ll ride this out as long as I can,” she says fervently. “I want to keep somehow supporting people in the community – I don’t know how, but I’ll figure it out. That’s my catchphrase right now, every day: I’ll figure it out.”

Cheuk didn’t expect to get into events when she started the magazine, but hosting poetry and zine workshops as well as magazine launches has helped her to build the sense of community she wants Rat World to foster. “I plan each event in about two weeks,” she says. “I just start putting up posters and hope people will come – there’s no strategy.” But – as the buzzing Issue Three launch party and the crowded Rat World table at July’s Zinefest show – that lack of planning is working.

For now, Cheuk is glad that Rat World exists, the community she didn’t dream of when she started 12 months ago. “People reach out to collaborate, and it’s so cool – none of us could do this alone. It’s like that Planet of the Apes quote: ‘Apes together strong’.” She pauses, beaming. “I’m going to use that: apes together strong.”