Dick Ayers is one of my favorite artists from the Golden and Silver Age. You may recognize his name from the early days of Marvel Comics, when he frequently inked Jack Kirby's pencils, or from a bit later, when he drew the adventures of Sgt Fury for nigh on ten years.
One of the early 'trademarks' of his art style that I observe, moreso in the Golden Age than later, was the frequent exageration or slightly out of proportion quality in some of his characters limbs or heads...a stylistic interpretation I would call it (rather than bad art), because it brought another fascinating dimension to his art. Heros would loom larger than life, and bad guys were oh so bad, with features that echoed their personas.
Here than is a tale that seems tailor-made for Ayers 'quirky' style, a tale you will not soon forget, a tale called...
From SPELLBOUND #21, 1954.
Cover art by Russ Heath.