My latest blog post is over at GoComics. They asked me to write about my life and philosophy on comics. I had a lot to say!
Go read it! I talk about Calvin and Hobbes a lot.
Hello readers. It’s been a while since I posted a Friday Robot. After I got back from WonderCon I came down with terrible food poisoning. A week and a half later I’m finally feeling like myself again. I guess I wanted to celebrate my restored health with this robot.
WonderCon is a great convention because I see different people (both behind the tables and in attendance) than in any of my other shows. The con itself feels like a more manageable version of San Diego. Instead of a marathon, it’s a 10K. And it’s right beside Disneyland, so we get some spillover happiness.
This year I was happy to loan table space to Warner Archives for part of the day Saturday.
It is a testament to the open-mindedness of convention goers that they accepted without question our oddly-matched table.
I was incredibly lucky with my placement this year. Rarely do I get to know all my neighbors at a con, but my row was chock full of friendly, talented people. If they felt a self-publishing cartoonist was out of place among the animators and illustrators, they didn’t show it.
After the show Sunday, I made my way to Disneyland and California Adventure. The last time I visited was in high school, but I found I remembered quite a bit. I mostly wandered the parks, going on a few classic rides (Pirates of the Caribbean, Haunted Mansion, Indiana Jones). I had dinner at Carthay Circle, a converted movie theater. Through fate or just blind chance I sat next to a few fellow convention exhibitors. Apparently I was not the only one with the brilliant idea of going to the park after the con ended.
WonderCon is an interesting show for me because of the involvement of the aforementioned animation industry people. In the Pacific Northwest, there are mainly self-publishing cartoonists such as myself. In Southern California, I’m more of an anomaly. It’s good to have a bit of both experiences, I think. I learn a lot from each crowd.
Emerald City ComicCon has a lot going for it. It’s a well run show, the focus is on comics, and in the evenings you get to be in Seattle.
This year began with a good omen: a Discarded Couch of Seattle.
I tabled with Reid, continuing our longstanding tradition.
We were fortunate to be seated next to Tyrell and Scott, making table DD a force to be reckoned with.
(It helped that Farel Dalrymple, Brandon Graham, and Simon Roy were also there.)
Five issues into Falling Rock National Park, I’m feeling happier than ever with the direction it’s taking. Selling a pack of all five issues is satisfying to attendees who want the collected adventures. I’m also proud to see the series progress. One or two issues is a good start, but now I feel like it’s a real series.
Thank you for a welcome reception, Seattle. I will see you next year!