The Comicon Report
I went to Torino Comix yesterday, with the usual suspects (Lu&Arm, Simo and Rico)and spent a much needed 4 hours talking about books, mangas, the horror that is Stone's Alexander and most of all *not* thinking about the thesis of doom. Almost.
The Comicon in itself was a bit of a letdown since this year they were holding it with the Fiera del Libro (a book exposition) which of course took up most of the space - trust me blueocean80, you didn't miss anything. At least there were the usual cosplayers, always good for a laugh :p
I did find something I'm very happy about, a collection of poems by R. Kipling illustrated by Hugo Pratt which will be the perfect birthday gift for my father, and with two whole days to spare befeore the birthday! That must be my new record ^.^
The Corto Maltese series is the best known work of Pratt, an old love of my dad, and it's been one of the first comix I ever read, along with Tex (another of dad's favs), Asterix, Andy Capp, and Mafalda (all lovingly collected by my mother).
What can I say? Comics love runs in the family :)
I know I'm incredibly lucky in this respect, my parents have passed down their appreciation for good books and movies without much worries about how old I was or bullshit about not being able to understand or being traumatized. They always let me make my own choices in reading and show-watching matters, explained that what you read in books and see on television *is not real* and should not scare me -nor should I try it at home- and left it at that. They introduced me to some of the books and movies that are still in my top tens, and never once said that I should "stop buying that crap" when I started collecting mangas, or reading Anne Rice, or even shonen ai.
Lol, I still remember my father reading one of the first shounen ai I bought by accident (our bathroom is like alibrary, and every book left in there is fair game) and saying something like "I don't like the drawings, but how does it ends? It'a cliffahanger!" It was Kizuna, and I wanted to hug him *a lot*, especially considering how bloody sexually explicit *that* particular homoerotic manga is.
...and then of course there was that time when my mother walked in during the one flippin' lesbian scene in Queer as Folk, and things went pretty much the same way ^//^
Yup, have I told you lately how much I love my parents? That would be a whole lot.
PS Since I refused to leave the comicon witouth some little presents for myself and I'm almost as Nana obsessed as Lu I also splurged on this strap for my cell phone and this strange combination of bracelet and watch. I love them ♥
The Comicon in itself was a bit of a letdown since this year they were holding it with the Fiera del Libro (a book exposition) which of course took up most of the space - trust me blueocean80, you didn't miss anything. At least there were the usual cosplayers, always good for a laugh :p
I did find something I'm very happy about, a collection of poems by R. Kipling illustrated by Hugo Pratt which will be the perfect birthday gift for my father, and with two whole days to spare befeore the birthday! That must be my new record ^.^
The Corto Maltese series is the best known work of Pratt, an old love of my dad, and it's been one of the first comix I ever read, along with Tex (another of dad's favs), Asterix, Andy Capp, and Mafalda (all lovingly collected by my mother).
What can I say? Comics love runs in the family :)
I know I'm incredibly lucky in this respect, my parents have passed down their appreciation for good books and movies without much worries about how old I was or bullshit about not being able to understand or being traumatized. They always let me make my own choices in reading and show-watching matters, explained that what you read in books and see on television *is not real* and should not scare me -nor should I try it at home- and left it at that. They introduced me to some of the books and movies that are still in my top tens, and never once said that I should "stop buying that crap" when I started collecting mangas, or reading Anne Rice, or even shonen ai.
Lol, I still remember my father reading one of the first shounen ai I bought by accident (our bathroom is like alibrary, and every book left in there is fair game) and saying something like "I don't like the drawings, but how does it ends? It'a cliffahanger!" It was Kizuna, and I wanted to hug him *a lot*, especially considering how bloody sexually explicit *that* particular homoerotic manga is.
...and then of course there was that time when my mother walked in during the one flippin' lesbian scene in Queer as Folk, and things went pretty much the same way ^//^
Yup, have I told you lately how much I love my parents? That would be a whole lot.
PS Since I refused to leave the comicon witouth some little presents for myself and I'm almost as Nana obsessed as Lu I also splurged on this strap for my cell phone and this strange combination of bracelet and watch. I love them ♥
