Edmund J. Sullivan, or E.J. Sullivan was a remarkable English illustrator born in 1869 and who continued to publish pretty close to his death in 1933. He was much admired by his peers, a veritable Toast of the Town. A colleague wrote, "Sullivan was the most gifted of the younger black-and-white artists of my time. He could do anything with a pen. Old Godefroi Durand at The Graphic [the editor and magazine for which Sullivan had been recruited to work] said, 'he used his pen like a bayonet,' for every stroke went home. There was no timidity about the handling of his instrument. A fully trained artist, he could draw anything that was set before him and do it with distinction."
When you draw and compose as well as this, you can make your little joke about "the handling of his instrument."
On the title page of the eponymous book I got from Nick sits a self-portrait:
