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San Diego Comicon Artists Alley - 1987 [Jan. 6th, 2010|02:00 pm]

evandorkin
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Been meaning to post this for some time, never got around to it, kept misplacing the page. This is the Artists Alley list for the 1987 San Diego Comicon. Click on it once or twice to read it clearly.



I find this list fascinating for a number of reasons, one being the memories it triggers. This was my first Comicon, I went to promote Pirate Corp$! #1 from Eternity Comics, which debuted at the show (to no fanfare, as deserved). My friend and Eternity publisher Brian Marshall took care of my hotel room (the Eternity folks crashed together, iirc, it was Brian, Tony Eng and I) ) and my mom paid for my flight as a gift (because I never went on family trips and couldn't afford the airfare myself).

I was 22 years old, still very green, I'd never been to a non-hotel convention. I don't remember how I got on the Artist Alley table list, things were very different back then for newbie/fan artists, and you can see by the list how much smaller the space was. The convention was still helfd at the old convention center, across from the Westgate Hotel. We stayed at the San Diego Hilton or something like that, it was by the shore where the old tourist schooner boats are, and there was a liquor store next door, that I do remember , because we were in and out of there quite a bit. It was the first time I had a Cornoa beer, which at the time was very exotic, and not all over NYC as it soon was. It was also the first time I was away, on my own, and it was a very heady experience, meeting professionals, selling work, getting very drunk veery night, sketching with a hangover, trying to find work and a place in the scheme of things.

I could dredge up a few pages worth of SDCC memories from that first year, and that's not what I intended to do. I just wanted to show folks the Artists Alley list, and marvel at who was sitting there in 1987, sketching away and trying to sell their comics. And marvel at who is still around, 22 or so years later, and who isn't, and how the fortunes of the cartoonists exhibiting that week have gone. Some of these folks are quite well off now, many are household names, if your household is a comic shop. How much was a Mike Mignola sketch in 1987? How many people passed Jim Lee's table without a look? Who knew Laird and Eastman would become multi-millionaires? Crazy, huh?

I never met Mark Badger, but we ended up hanging out as part of the Instant Piano gang years later. I never met Jill Thompson, but I still remember noticing her across the aisle (how many flame-haired gals were drawing in that room? In that industry, at the time? Interesting that the ladies are all scheduled for one table. Fellowship? Choice? Protection?) Years later Jill and I would become friends after I crashed at her place on the way back from a Detroit Convention, and years after that we'd start working on Beasts of Burden. Crazy. And We'd both do strips for a MIke Mignola Hellboy anthology. And I'd finally meet Mike at MOCCA decades later.

Look - Dark Horse Comics and SLG are both in Artist's Alley, not at booths. I'm affiliated with both companies nowadays, and ended up working with both outfits largely because of events that happened at this show. Look -Sam Kieth, way pre-Maxx, etc. Look - you could've badgered Steve Purcell all day without a ton of Sam and Max fans bothering you yet. Look - Paul Chadwick. Scott McCloud. Future Fish Police tv show, future Image guys, proto-manga proponents, future video game artists, webcomics artists, editors, publishers, creators of characters that will be turned into movies and toys and franchises. Future Chuck Austen, even. Who the hell knew? Everyone was just trying to make comics, get their comics on shelves, get a mention in CBG or maybe The Journal.  Get a free drink at the bar. Who knew how big things would blow up for some of the people on this list, who knew it was even possible to achieve some of the things they achieved? From comics? Small press comics? That most people weren't looking at in that small-ish section of that small-ish convention center?  Crazy.

I wonder what the goals were amongst those folks in those days, mine were to make comics, and keep making comics. In that I've succeeded. My dreams were small. Was anyone thinking Turtles empire, designing motion pictures and video games, optioning their properties for films that would actually get made? Never passed my mind, that's for sure. I was praying for a penciling gig on a DC back-up feature. Anything. 

And, of course, some of these folks disappeared, some to move on to other fields, some burnt out, some faded away from credit boxes, solicitations and artists alley lists. And some of them are still chugging away.

Chug...chug...chug......
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Still Working On The Charity Piece [Jan. 4th, 2010|03:28 pm]

evandorkin
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I'm in the "What the hell does that guy look like?" stage of the pencils. As well as the "I forgot some details on that guy's helmet" stage. And the "I completely screwed up the Ringmaster from memory" phase. That last one would have bothered me twenty years ago, I think. So, no more guessing games, had to start hitting the comic books. Most of my reference is boxed up these days, lugging several Marvel Omnibus hardcovers and Masterworks up to the office last night almost dislocated my shoulder. 

Gotta get this thing done in a few weeks for the auction. Been busy and put this on the back burner longer than I meant to, yesterday I pulled it out and added some more villains and smudges to it. Also made some advances on a strip layout for Bongo, as well as an outline for a script that really needs to be tackled and tied up asap.

Which reminds me, I gotta get back to work.
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the odd universe of the chimney sweepers [Jan. 4th, 2010|02:17 am]

beatonna



You remember our friends the chimney sweeps yeah? From a long time ago. Or pehaps it is called Polly and the Idiots, I don't know.

I hope your holidays were good! Mine were very busy with family, and how. Also check this out, John Campbell started Hourly Comic Month again, it's bananas.

You know, I sketch a lot of Wonder Womans when dawdling, I like the look of 'em.
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Podcast request? [Jan. 2nd, 2010|08:56 pm]

drkgoddess
Hi all

After a year of no longer listening to any podcasts, I'm getting back on the bandwagon.  At the gym on the treadmill I just can't run to music all the time, and it's often difficult to pay attention to the middle of an audiobooks. So, my intrepid friends, recommendations on stuff to listen to?  Name of podcast and why you think it's awesome would be greatly appreciated. :)
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A Quick New Year’s Ritual [Dec. 31st, 2009|05:06 pm]

ebess

Originally published at Elizabeth Genco. You can comment here or there.

There’s a little-known yet widely-practiced Universal Law called The Law Of Sacrifice.

“Sacrifice” is a scary word - often a trigger word for people, in fact. (As in, it triggers fear, doubt, wigging out and other non-resourceful states.) But the truth is, you practice the Law Of Sacrifice all the time.

loversWhen you give the cashier at Starbucks your $4 for your triple-shot-foam-half-caf-mocha-latte-whateverthehellit’scalled, you are participating in the Law Of Sacrifice. (You can tell that I’m not one for coffee culture.)

When I go to Xena’s and sit down in Jenna’s chair for my regular cut n’ color, or open up one of Joanna’s newsletters and see one of her beautiful amulets and scoot on over to Paypal so I can call dibs on it before it’s gone (!) - again, that’s the Law Of Sacrifice in action.

Quite simply, the Law Of Sacrifice states that you have to give up something to get something. Money - i.e., paying for something you really want - is one such sacrifice. But it’s only one. (And it’s not even the most powerful, really.)

It’s New Year’s Eve, and if you’re like most creative people I know, you’ve probably thought at least a little about what you want to manifest in the coming year. (Me too.) And if you’re like most creative people I know, your list is loooong. (Me too! :) ) In order to bring those yummy, delicious things into your life, you’ll need to create some space for them.

Creating space - that is, letting things go - is the second half of stating a bold intention. After all, it’s hard for the Divine to bring you what you want if there’s no space for Her to put it!

Of course, She could make space for you - but that’s usually pretty uncomfortable. It’s better to be pro-active about this. So here’s a quick ritual to help you do just that.

All you’ll need for this ritual is a quiet space, clarity of mind, an open heart, a journal, and a pen. (You might want to dim the lights and light a candle or something. Whatever allows you to relax, turn down the chattering brain and get in touch with your true self.) And…

You’ll also need a clear, focused intention. Here’s what I mean…

Before you start this ritual, take a look at whatever visioning and planning notes you’ve made so far - i.e., that long list of things you’d like to manifest in the coming year. Select the number ONE thing. (Yes, the tippy-top priority. The answer to the question, “What ONE thing would I be wildly happy and grateful for creating in 2010?”) Bring that clear, focused intention to your sacred space.

In your space, take a moment or two to relax and create the clarity of mind that I mentioned earlier. Let all doubts, fears, and niggling thoughts just fall away. Bring your attention to your focused intention for 2010.

Imagine that it’s December 31, 2010 - one year from now. And that you have created exactly what you set out to create. Imagine yourself experiencing it, in the here and now.

Create the picture as vividly as you can. Once you have that picture firmly in your mind, and you are experiencing it in the here-and-now… ask yourself one question:

“What have I let go of in order to be here?”

Listen carefully for the message from your inner self and write down whatever comes to you. Resist the urge to judge your answer. Simply receive the message. After you have your answer, bid your future self adieu and return to the present.

Take a look at the answer you received. What do you need to let go of? Is it an object, such as clutter, “stuff” you bought for a past dream or intention, or leftovers from an “old” version of you? Is it a habit, or a manner of thinking about the world or yourself? If it’s the latter, I guarantee that you’re living with a manifestation of whatever it is here on the physical plane, too - some object in your physical space.

No matter what, it’s time to release it. Gather up whatever it is and make a date to get RID of it. (I highly recommend Freecycle, by the by.)

Heads up: completing this ritual may bring on the strong urge to clear out your space. This is great! Remember, you don’t have to do it all at once, so don’t get frustrated or in a snit about it. Just get started.

Here’s to manifesting everything you want in 2010!

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Oh Threadless, I love you! [Dec. 30th, 2009|10:32 pm]

drkgoddess
A mermaid and an angel falling in love!
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Necklace made out of stuff from Michaels. [Dec. 30th, 2009|12:12 am]

aniline
Bein' crafty over vacation. Heh.
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Sketch Card #1 [Dec. 27th, 2009|09:05 pm]

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The Lost Symbol Drinking Game [Dec. 27th, 2009|01:33 pm]

ebess

Originally published at Elizabeth Genco. You can comment here or there.

The day after Christmas, I happily engaged in what can arguably be considered a new American holiday tradition: reading a Dan Brown novel in one sitting. My good friend Ron gave me a copy of The Lost Symbol back when he gifted me with The Red Book, and it’s been sitting on the stack ever since, taunting me.

lost symbol dan brown

I’ll admit that I wanted to like it, and I wasn’t disappointed. You can go all “You’re no William Faulkner!” on Dan Brown all you want, but he’s not trying to be Faulkner (as he admits himself right here) and I have to give him a lot of credit for crafting a fairly complex story/puzzle-line wherein I found myself deliberately suspending disbelief, oh, maybe one time.

I know some peeps’ jaws will drop at that - Wiersema, I’m lookin’ at you! - and that’s fair, but what can I say… I haven’t read Red Dragon and I will totally admit that I have a tendency to want to fall into a story trance, especially when I’m favorably predisposed, so it takes a lot to shake me out of it.

(Did I mention that I didn’t see the ending of The Sixth Sense coming either? *laugh*)

And it will come as no surprise that the Ancient Mysteries thing gets bonus points with me, as did the Divine Feminine/Sacred Marriage thing in the last go-round. Regardless of whether the guy set out to sell 80 frillion books or not, I don’t know anyone else who has done quite as much to shine a light on certain unfairly maligned spiritual traditions I could name. Nor could I find any glaring philosophical errors (as opposed to nitpicking, which I have no interest in), and believe me, I looked. I can see why Mitch really liked it.

Anyway. None of that is to say that the book is without its flaws, of course. For example, every 30 pages or so I found myself thinking of Star Trek, of all things. Why, you ask?

“My God!”
[...]
My God…
[...]
“My GOD NO!”

Star trek mccoy

“You know what this means,” said Leland, after I shouted “My GOD MAN!” for the zillionth time, somewhere around page 350. (Yes, I talk back to authors in the margins of my books, too.)

“What’s that?”

“Drinking game.”

I’ve never been much of a drinker, but I have to admit, the idea amuses me. So without further ado, here it is…

The Lost Symbol Drinking Game (Respectable Lightweight’s version)
(Please allow 3 hours for this game.)

1. Pour yourself a glass of your favorite libation. (I suggest a nice Riesling, cider, or high-end scotch, or of course you can go with a nice tall glass of Paisano if you’re my mom.)

2. Settle in with Dan Brown’s The Lost Symbol.

3. When you come across either the following, take a sip. (Hey, this is a family blog.)

  • “What the hell?!”
  • “My God!” (and its derivatives)

4. Optional: Shout out “My God Man!” in your best McCoy voice every time you come across the phrase “My God”

Please drink responsibly. :)

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Catching up on the DVR [Dec. 26th, 2009|10:47 pm]

drkgoddess
I have this sneaking suspicion I should be doing *something* right now. Then again, I think maybe I am just so unused to 4 days off in a row that the fact that every moment is not jam-packed has me a bit wonked out. I think I will continue to just sit here and veg.
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One More Time: Happy Holidays! [Dec. 25th, 2009|09:33 am]

rantcomics
Since many of you may have missed this on Chanukah... and as it's making the rounds at Newsarama and Comics Reporter, here again is our holiday card.

Hope you're having a safe, happy, present-filled holiday.


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Christmas Eve [Dec. 24th, 2009|08:47 pm]

beatonna


It being Christmas Eve and all, I was thinking of this Christmas story and drew it up. I meant to draw it nicer, but didn't get time.  It's about family.

under the cut, because it's big )


If it helps to understand it better, I am the second oldest of four girls.

Merry Christmas, everyone! To you and yours.
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