Gabriel Howell is a trans male cartoonist, illustrator, and printmaker. Howell was born in a small rural town in northern North Carolina in 1996, but only ever considered Chicago home. In 2018, he received his BFA from School of the Arts Institute of Chicago. He currently lives in Los Angeles with pop musician wife, doing design and illustration work for musicians like Phoebe Bridgers, 100 gecs, Perfect Hair Forever and PC Music, and WKND skateboards.
Like a cherished keepsake rebelling against the cruelties of an online auction, the wayward waifs of Howell's porcelain landscape are forced to fight their way through splintered selfhood in a broken world. Vulnerable and scrappy, wistful and ferocious, Forget Me Not is a sharp pinch in a tender place -- Edie Fake, author of Gaylord Phoenix Forget Me Not captures the painful balance of nakedness, shame, dread, loneliness, and anger that drives those of us who make our living from the curiosity and hunger of the public. -- Carta Monir, author of Secure Connect Honest, unsettling, made with a tremendous amount of skill (all the while remaining stunningly unique), this is a comic to contend with... ...Themes of art, family, failure and fear all creep around the edges in a work that breathes thought and honed execution. -- Austin English, author of Gulag Casual Soul-searing memoir, tasting of dark introspection. His hooks on the brush have quite a bite of the horror-tinged, and obsessive-yet-gestural constructions within sparse framing that stands out in the current comics scene. -- Bad at Sports Amazingly beautiful. The drawings are fantastic... ...It reminds me of a demented Precious Moments. -- Gutter Boys This is a book that gets its hooks in you--and then pulls on them for days, weeks, maybe even years... ...It's both easy and impossible to relate to, both intimate and coolly detached.... ...If you're one of those readers who values experiences that challenge your perceptions of, quite literally, everything? This isn't just a book for you -- this is the book for you. I still can't get it out of my head and have resigned myself to the fact that I probably never will. -- Four Color Apocalypse