all i can
15 freakin’ years man. When I think about it, I feel old. Then I remember, that I am kinda old. It puts a punctuation mark on the fact that I’ve been tabling at cons for almost half of my life. Early in the S.P.A.C.E. show, I can’t remember when but I volunteered to help out on the graphics for the show and so here we are. I did it because I believe in the mantra of the show. To showcase new voices and up and coming talent. Now there are several shows all over the country that do this, but at the time there was just SPX (and I think MOCCA?). The show keeps chugging along. Keeping table prices low when other indie shows raise their’s to baffling rates. (no idea how anyone would hope to make back $300-$400 selling mini’s and handmade comix.)
In a town and a state that churns out cartoonists ‘like Iowa does corn’, this needs to happen. If anything by sheer force of will. Sure newspapers are imploding and it’s up in the air as to whether comic shops will survive, but as long as there’s ink, a brush, a fresh sheet of bristol, and a story to tell: there will be comics. ‘*No matter what shit or noise you have going on in your life, you’ll always have that blank sheet at home waiting for you’.
Guess I missed a little of the pre-show stuff Friday. I came wandering into the Billy a bit after 5. Nobody there, however, the gallery was still open so what the hell, I took another spin through the Waterson / Thompson exhibit currently up. After a disappointing visit to Used Kids, I left for the Ogre for subs and a meet & greet with exhibitors coming in.
Not really sure what the attendance was, but it felt a little slow over the weekend. I think I did alright. It was great catching up with people. I was really close to getting something new done for this show but got hit with script problems before I could start drawing it. The new pages from the next installment of March look great. Later a small group of us hit El Vaquero for some dinner. Then it was off to Kafe Kerouac for comic readings and karaoke. Yes, karaoke. That place was packed with people from the show.
Sunday, the gang from Packrat went around and stocked up on some indie books. I sketched some more nightmare fuel for people at the show. I heard tell of this really jacked up comic at PIX that turned up to either be sold out at SPACE, or burned. It involved anthropomorphic characters and seemed to be unaware how sexually suggestive it really was. Lost to the ages man.
(above are not the creators of such unaware anthropomorphic weirdness. It is however a great concept for a booth.)
By the end of the show Sunday, I was beat. No amount of espresso could snap me out of it.
Thanks to everyone for coming out to the show. Thanks to Corby for putting up with me. Hi-five’s to the gang at the Ogre & Caitlin McGurk for putting together the pre / after parties. Let’s do this again in another year.
Oh, it looks like I’ll be doing Derbycon this June in Louisville, KY. I know there were a couple of folks bummed that skipped doing Lexington the past couple of years. I hope to see your smiling faces in the Derby City. Till then, back to the drawing. T.W
*paraphrasing a beautiful speech Carol Tyler gave one year at the show.
**Really wish people would refrain from making banners using pvc pipes. While the space between tables was wider that some shows, it can still pose a potential tripping hazard. Collapsible show banners are getting more and more inexpensive every year. They’re way easier to set up that said pvc pipe monstrosities, look a bit more professional and no 3ft. long pipes jutting out into your neighbor’s show space. Just sayin’.