SDCC 2007
I flew back from SDCC on Monday, arriving in Wichita via plane around midnight. SDCC was, as always, an interesting experience. There were good things that happened and bad things that happened. On second thought, scratch that. Almost everything that happened was good.
I guess I've been to enough conventions that people are starting to recognize me- a few by name. There's one guy, Tony Salvagio, who write a series for TokyoPop. I've seen him at about four or five conventions in the past year or two. He's a pretty cool fellow. It probably helps that I look distinctive and have such a unique name.
I met up with a friend of the family- the daughter of the boss of the wife of Matt, who was one of my mother's employees. I'd do almost anything for Matt, which resulted in me feeling like a de facto gaurdian for the daughter of his wife's boss. She was at SDCC on a whim, her first convention. Alone, sleep deprived teenage girls carrying hundred dollar bills bring out my paternal side. She met a cute boy at the con who had good vibes, so the three of us went to dinner several nights.
I got through this con without an emotional breakdown. It might be that I had several breakdowns before leaving, but it might also be that I explicitly decided that I wasn't going to network. I wasn't going to be professional. I took my sketchbook and some year-old business cards and just hung out. When I needed a break from the convention floor, I'd go outside and spend an hour reading a graphic novel or making fant art- no stress to not waste networking time. I left my most powerful demon, Ambition, at home with my mom.
Now I'm at home again, getting ready for school and for Gen Con. The Ashcan Front booth has been super busy this past week (they waited for the week when I didn't have internet access... silly them). I had a twelve hour work day yesterday and still have a lot of yardwork to catch up on.
I'm feeling slightly paniced- not about anything in particular, I just have panicked energy. I think it's because my body is tired. I still haven't unpacked.
I guess I've been to enough conventions that people are starting to recognize me- a few by name. There's one guy, Tony Salvagio, who write a series for TokyoPop. I've seen him at about four or five conventions in the past year or two. He's a pretty cool fellow. It probably helps that I look distinctive and have such a unique name.
I met up with a friend of the family- the daughter of the boss of the wife of Matt, who was one of my mother's employees. I'd do almost anything for Matt, which resulted in me feeling like a de facto gaurdian for the daughter of his wife's boss. She was at SDCC on a whim, her first convention. Alone, sleep deprived teenage girls carrying hundred dollar bills bring out my paternal side. She met a cute boy at the con who had good vibes, so the three of us went to dinner several nights.
I got through this con without an emotional breakdown. It might be that I had several breakdowns before leaving, but it might also be that I explicitly decided that I wasn't going to network. I wasn't going to be professional. I took my sketchbook and some year-old business cards and just hung out. When I needed a break from the convention floor, I'd go outside and spend an hour reading a graphic novel or making fant art- no stress to not waste networking time. I left my most powerful demon, Ambition, at home with my mom.
Now I'm at home again, getting ready for school and for Gen Con. The Ashcan Front booth has been super busy this past week (they waited for the week when I didn't have internet access... silly them). I had a twelve hour work day yesterday and still have a lot of yardwork to catch up on.
I'm feeling slightly paniced- not about anything in particular, I just have panicked energy. I think it's because my body is tired. I still haven't unpacked.