Overview:
Sightings/Meetings: Mike Mignola, Camilla D'Errica, David Mack, The Penny Arcade Duo, Josh Howard
Far Away Sightings: Peter Jackson, Tyrese Gibson
Loot: Nothing, really. Just my sketch notes and some free junk like promotional TPB/manga.
Missed: Flynn's Arcade, Tim Burton, CommunityChannel
Missed Loot: Swallow, Sparrow, BluRay Freedom
Details:
I packed a lunch and arrived at the con by 7:00am or so. The line for single-day admissions was already about a quarter mile long and wrapped around the Convention Center to the Marina and along the Marriott.
I'd planned on going to Henry Selick and Neil Gaiman's Making-Of-Coraline panel, but once I got to the con, I realized that I hadn't alloted any time for the gargantuan exhibit hall, so instead, I used the morning to map out places-of-interest. (For me, that was usually artists' booths with interesting art books.)
Yeah, I spent the morning walking along the exhibit hall drawing circles on maps.

ComicCon '09 Map with doodles and Sketchbook
I saw a few artists, like Josh Howard at their tables, but I'd already gotten his signature on his trades (in his case), or they'd already be talking to somebody else, and I was on a timeline. I also saw a few stars like Edward James Olmos and Adam Baldwin.
I did my most fervent shopping for davidd in the morning.
I got in line for the CBDLF Mike Mignola artwork panel a half hour early, and that was plenty of time to get in. There was another line dangerously close that was very, very long. ::shudder:: It might have been Twilight-related or something.The Mike Mignola panel was great! He spoke about what he was doing as he drew a scene with HellBoy in it. He'd say things like, "I love knuckles with the fleshy parts moving around." He said that Frank Frazetta was an early big influence, but he went through phases, too, like when he wanted to draw like Vaughn Bode and Alex Niño. He said that since he's right handed, he tends to draw from the bottom left to the upper right, so that's why his scenes are always composed with the smoke rising to the upper right.
Sometimes he'll place a word balloon first, without anything to say in it, just because the balloon looks good there. Then he'll have to think of something for Hellboy to say in it.
I stayed in the room for the life-drawing of Amanda Palmer by Terry More, Camilla D'Errico and David Mack. That was awesome, too. Go check out this flickr set.
Camilla D'Errico did all her drawing with a cheap, blue Bic pen. David Mack did his with an ink brush. It was fascinating to compare and contrast their styles.
After that panel was over, I made a bee-line for the line for Hall H. I got in line for the Focus Features panel (with Tim Burton) about 20 minutes early. That wasn't nearly enough. I stayed in that line, outside, for the whole panel. I didn't get in until the next panel (which I also wanted to see), the Sony Pictures panel for Legion and District 9, with Peter Jackson.
After that it was back to the exhibit hall to revisit the places I made note of in the morning. I went from Hall H to the very opposite end of the exhibit hall. Phew, that place it big. After I'd had my fill, I headed back to the hotel, where my family was waiting for me.
It was another great con, but there's far too much to see and do for a one-day pass. Going alone was a mixed blessing. I missed being with friends, but I liked not making any compromises and doing exactly what I wanted. If I wanted to camp out at IDW or Slave Labor, I could. I think the one time I really paid the price for going alone was with regard to the line for Hall H. I shoulda had a friend waiting for the Focus panel for me.
Ben Templesmith's "30 Days of Night: Blood of Christ" For a split second I thought it was real, and was ready to call Lee's and ask them to put it in my saver.
Also, welcome back Lex! Lex's original Beyond The Sea blog was taken down by WordPress.com, but he's back at beyondthesea2. Lex maintains the best J-Pop review blog I've seen. I missed all the drama because I let my rss feed do the polling. I thought Lex was just being inactive for a while.
That era extends from my early college years at UCSB to this month. (That is: a long freakin' time.) Dark Horse just ceased publication of BOTI in comic format, and will now only release it trade paperback. (In a format that doesn't quite match the tankoubon releases, but are pretty close.)
I don't know if there are any manga that are still published in single issues of comics anymore. It doesn't bother me one way or the other. I like the trade paperbacks, too, and I'll continue to support Hiroaki Samura any way they let me.
I try to be professional here at work. But the desire to talk about the poster is making that nigh impossible. It doesn't matter if a VP or Director of Your-Division-Here comes into my cube. I'm all: Look! It's the Fruit Fucker! A bloodied cardboard tube! And he rolls 20s! Isn't that awesome?!
Sightings/Meetings: David Mack, The Penny Arcade Duo, Josh Howard, Frank Miller
Far Away Sightings: Neil Gaiman, Kate Beckinsale, Steve Carell, Masi Oka, The Rock, Edward Burns
Loot: Signed Penny Arcade Poster, Signed Kabuki Loot, Signed Dead@17 TPBs, free junk.
Missed: Ben Templesmith
Missed Loot: An Anansi Boys T-Shirt. (Crap! I liked it.)
Details:
Barely made it to the Warner Bros. Screening. ComicCon staff didn't know that that event had its own waiting line. But the FAQ in the guide made note of it. Huzzah for FAQs! So I saw a custom trailer for Get Smart, followed by an interview with Steve Carell, Masi Oka, The Rock. They were very respectful of the source material.
Saw clips for One Missed Call and Whiteout, too. Zack Snyder talked for a long time about Watchmen.
Neil Gaiman and Zack Snyder had interesting stories about Alan Moore. Poor Zack. Despite a fine movie, 300, based on a graphic novel, he knows that Alan Moore will never give him a chance. Hollywood has burned Moore too much.
I made a slight fool of myself in front of David Mack, who is a very decent, tolerant, man. Must learn to speak more eloquently.
Neil Gaiman's Spotlight interview was an informal conversation between himself and 5000 fans. He stood the whole time, for no apparent reason. There was a chair on stage right in front of him.
Mike and Jerry from Penny Arcade were kicking back in their booth every time I passed by it. Looks like they take their job seriously. I'd have enjoyed their panels if I could have made it.
At Slave Labor, I wanted to meet Aaron A., but just missed him. The line for Jhonen's signing wrapped completely around the SLG booth. He's quite popular.
Stepped outside to call my wife, and Frank Miller was walking in the same direction, just 10 feet behind. I only found out when I overheard a couple of guys who recognized him, and were looking just past my shoulder. I stopped and gawked with them, and he passed within two feet of us. One guy called out, "Frank, love your work!" Frank acknowledged him, but kept his stride.
SciFi Channel had an awesome KickIt space. Just a weird, pretty blobby surface/space that you could get a breather in. I don't know why it wasn't more crowded.
ComicCon was crowded. A strange mix of exploitation and genuine art. Studios had booths with booth babes. (That seemed weird. It was ComicCon after all. There was even an amputee dressed as Cherry Darling from Grindhouse. Yes, as stripper with gunleg, dancing around a pole.) But not far away, you'd see the work of small-time artists who have a story to tell, or simply very compelling art.
All in all, not bad for a single day pass.
Zuda gave out pre-paid postcard for guests to draw on, and promises to post the best ones. Remind me to come back and visit this link.
Up next: Sandcastles!
Photos after I fly back home next week and get the cable to connect the camera to the computer. Heh. ^_^;
And I just found out that Google's headquarters is about two blocks from my favorite comic book shop! Who knew? I foresee an excursion!
- Mood:
giddy
Oh? Yes. My wiki does now support autosave. There was a new release and I upgraded, and got the cool new features and plugin set. All hail Anreas Gohr and Esther Brunner.
That? That's Wordpress 2.1. I'll be updating when I get home.
Over there? That's Habari. I've been keeping my eye on that one. It's not released yet. I guess development makes me happy, too.
- Mood:
happy
I'm a huge fan of David's watercolor and mixed media work. This gives me the chance to see his early work and decide if I want to own it. I wouldn't be surprised if this effort increases sales of Kabuki.
Oh, and despite all the corporations whose initials actually are ABCB, how cool is it that abcb.com is a site named after the very cafe I was thinking of?
So, it's a race of technology against the clock. Minutes before making this post, I ask Yahoo to ask Tivo to schedule a recording of The Amazing Screw-On Head. The next time my Tivo calls the mother ship, its todo list will be updated. But is it still calling home? Will it call home before the show airs?
Tivo, hurry, please call.
It's all well and good that Mike's a great writer, and has been doing more writing than illustrating. And that Hellboy is such rich source material that others have collaborated/written/illustrated their own Hellboy stories. More power to them all.
But this is likely to be the last Hellboy TPB I buy. (Except maybe the next, since Mike does some of it, even if not all. And of course, maybe the ones after that. Aw, dang it.)
Also, how could I resist the recent issue of Kabuki with a cover by Mike, and art by Dave? I'd love to see an artists' collaboration between those two with segments of work from each.
I was near the top floor of one of the tallest buildings in San Jose. Let's call it, oh, the Adobe building. (It wasn't necessarily Adobe, but it may have been.)
It was a nice summer day, and I was looking down on the smaller buildings and churches around me. Then I see the effects of bombs going off. Big car bombs. For some reason, I'm on my cell phone with Ted, and we're discussing the coordinated terrorist attack I'm watching in San Jose, of all places. Dirty, house-sized cotton-ball clouds blossoming every couple of blocks.
We both reason that the building I'm in is certainly targeted, and that I'm not going to make it out. As I tell him to let my wife and children know that I love them, I feel the floor, relatively intact, begin to tilt and descend.
"Yeah I can't wait to see it."
"You're gonna hate me."
"Why? You haven't seen it yet, have you?"
"There was an advance screening, I had to sign a non-disclosure."
"Ooh, I hate you!"
"All I can say is, you're not gonna be disappointed."
So, I get all excited, and I ask, "What movie are we talking about?"
"Episode 3 of Star Wars."
Imagine my disappointment. I was hoping they were talking about Serenity.

