Seattle's Emerald City Comic Con
Here's the detailed rundown of how I spent Friday.
Cole picked me up from my hotel and made me walk around Seattle. Here's a picture from a sculpture garden. Unlike Chicago, the Pacific coast has topography. You know, hills and such. My calves are poor sheltered muscles. I needed some time to recover.
Right after I get back to my hotel room I get a call from Dave Campbell. He's the writer of my first and second favorite superhero blogs, The Velvet Marauder and Dave's Long Box (only one is fictional). I'm not going to pass up a chance to hang out with him and steal his best ideas. By the end of the evening Dave and I are trying to outdrink this longshoreman. Dave does pretty good, I get my ass whupped.
After that Cole and I join forces again to see the BloodHag concert. Yes, they really do whip paperback novels at the crowd. Specifically at our heads. Fortunately I recovered from my drunk by the time the book contacts my skull.
Seriously, a great concert. Everyone was going crazy. I'm sad I couldn't see Jake for his Saturday gig: emceeing a roller derby league!
After a sleepless work week, over drinking and literary punk death metal I was pretty useless Saturday. I did perk up when I got the chance to meet a creature from Alan Moore's imagination. Everyone, meet Toybox!
After leaving Alan's stories she set up shop in the Seattle area. She's pretty damn charming. All you Moore fanatics will recognize the outfit from issue 2 of Top 10. She gave me the T rex headed Barbie and I gave her a page featuring her from ABC: A2Z.
In real life she's not quite as tall as I drew her. But she's still a bit taller than me.
I actually felt pretty good on Sunday. I had breakfast with Eugene Cho, who let me read all his classic Marvel and DC comics back in grade school. Big influence. He also taught me to love classic scifi before I had rock stars throwing it at my head. Very quick witted and fun guy.
Got some good sketches out, talked to fans, and chatted with Frank Cho and Tim Sale. I had to leave around the time I realized John Layman was seated behind me. That's what I get for not turning around.
Finishing off with a Spirit sketch from the con. Someone donated to $200 to the Hero Initiative to get this one! I don't know if the sketch was worth that much but it was for a good cause.
Thanks to Jim for flying me out to Seattle. And thanks to everyone who showed up, especially in costume!