Hey, go read Charles first.
Re-reading and writing about Eddie Campbell's graphic novels reminds me how dense and complicated the books are. In my post on The King Canute Crowd, I mentioned a panel where Campbell drew himself arm-wresting with Alan Moore, with both men spouting their primary influences:
While writing that post, I remembered that panel from Campbell's interview in The Comics Journal #145 (October 1991), but I forgot about that panel's subsequent appearance in How to Be an Artist, page 38, where it represents Campbell's deepening friendship and artistic collaboration with Moore (and captures an occasion where both men "tape a conversation for Escape"). I've learned to never underestimate Eddie. His art is shot through with details, reoccurrences, motifs, characters and themes that rise above individual books and cut across his entire oeuvre; maybe Campbell's life is the work of art, and the books are the tracks of his passage (Garooga!), and it's a stupid critic who reaches conclusions before the life and art are done.
Still, though, let me be stupid for a bit and address one of Charles' observations.