“Push over, chico!” » A little Aztec boy without a name, shown in profile and wearing ears of corn on his head, is brutally pushed aside by a Spaniard. The page has barely been turned when the style has changed: colorful Indian glyphs give way to black and white boxes, hatching and perspectives. Is this really a comic strip? No doubt, because there are bubbles, even if the words emerge from time to time in the margins or in the middle of parchments; and boxes, even if the story sometimes does without them, preferring vast illustrations on full double pages, which we readily imagine coming from large strips of cracked paper.
The reader is as upset here as the little Aztec. The year is 1539, one world is chasing the other. Catholic Spain takes possession of Mexico, its inhabitants and its souls. “We follow this character in the first chapter, until his baptism, explains Jean Dytar, 41 years old, author of Anahuac Trails, when we meet him at the Gare de Lyon, in Paris, at the beginning of October. At that point, it immediately becomes three-dimensional, and it is drawn with hatching. »
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