This writeup includes art.
SAN DIEGO COMIC CON 2010: DAY 3
Because I'm fucking tired and Sunday's a guaranteed nightmare I'm going to just bullet today's crazy shit.
I'd say this was a very productive day. Even better - this morning while I was staggering around trying to pull enough sense together to shower I figured out how to draw my Mini Bang art. This includes learning how to animate on Photoshop because obviously I'm gonna go the extra mile and include basic animation. And I'm not talking moving objects around; I'm talking doing the traditional hand-drawn animation from the days of yore. Reading a bunch of comics and staring at a lot of pretty pictures was like knocking sense into my head - I don't need to be realistic. I don't need to nail every detail. This is the one thing I always forget. I need to learn to relax when I draw.
Despite the few hours of sleep and the general exhaustion that come with walking around Comic Con I was relaxed enough to draw shit.
Also I have no scanner or Fujitsu with me, so these are shitty photos with my dated camera.'>
I believe that months and months ago I wanted to draw Jean Grey/Emma Frost? Drew this during the Human Target panel. Not sure if I want to color or leave it as is.
The photograph is rather terrible, but this is only a concept in my head and therefore free to be as rough a draft as it wants. There is a reason why Dean looks unfinished.
Because I'm fucking tired and Sunday's a guaranteed nightmare I'm going to just bullet today's crazy shit.
- Despite our best efforts we got to the convention center later than we would have liked because we got a little lost trying to find Old Town. Then we took the Blue Line trolley, not the Red Line, so we had to wait even longer for the Orange Line to come pick us up from America Plaza. Yarg.
- The Futurama panel wasn't until 12:45PM so I wandered around the exhibition hall with
regicidaldwarf for a bit. Along the way I came into the possession of a Supernatural shot glass and little creepy square pins with the following people's faces - John Barrowman, Jensen Ackles, and Karl Urban. This is important.
- An hour befure Futurama and the line was fucking huge. They started letting us in before The Cleveland Show panel was over.
- Futurama is awesome. They showed us clips from future episodes and did a table read. I love them. I love this fucking show.
- Today's shift was from 2PM-5PM, talent relations, and I didn't know what the fuck talent relations was or how the hell I'll be able to get into the Nikita panel. This is also important. However the supervisor only needed three of the group and let the rest of us go.
- By the way, my BBC bag from last year ripped. It's being held together by the safety pin from my badge and two other pins - Jensen and Karl. John's taking a ride on my lanyard.
- The exciting part - before the Futurama panel we went wandering around Artists' Alley, and I recognized a lot of artists from comic book covers I've seen plus good ol' deviantArt. I got a signed comic book for free because she "was waiting for the right person" and I was fixated on duss005 from the get-go because I just adore his art.
So after my aborted shift I went back to his table and talked a bit about his prints. Then I took a gander at his little sketchbook and zeroed in on this:
smaller winchesters by *duss005 on deviantART
Turns out Supernatural is his favorite TV show ever, and that he's the guy who did the cover art for Supernatural: Rising Son (I knew I've seen the art style somewhere...); right now they want him to do something special but he's also got commitments to DC Comics, so it's pretty lame. Still we got to chatting about Show and tomorrow's panel, and I asked him to draw Castiel for me.
So he did. He never drew Castiel before, and a few minutes in asked if he could use the reference I mentioned having on my Zune player to help him out. While he sketched we talked about life, my major, art, etc. Then I bought his redheaded superheroines print instead of his Marvel print because I have a thing for redheads and walked off with a bunch of awesome in tow.
- Nikita looks cool. I, like many people, am in it for Maggie Q. The line was ridiculously long, but I knew that if the panels following Nikita weren't by "Comic Con royalty" then the line would've been much shorter. I also sat through Human Target and got lucky that the cast of the show were entertaining; I'd never seen it before. I felt bad for one of the guys when someone asked him if his character would like a man. Slash fans, why make this awkward?
- Mythbusters. What else can I say? They were all fabulous, each and every one of them. Everyone now knows Tory is single; Grant and Kari took turns pitching men and women at him, and everyone cracked jokes about him getting around and being forced to autograph babies a year later. Apparently Adam and Jamie had to sign a baby last year; its parents pushed it to them and Adam joked about Jamie pressing down too hard when the baby started crying. Adam was also crazy about a Batman suit he ordered for an episode, and said he went around the exhibition hall today with the 501st Legion of Stormtroopers. Grant talked about the robot apocalypse and Craig Ferguson's robot skeleton army, Kari informed us that nine-month pregnancies were a myth, and Jamie, well, he had his mustache. Adam also had an adorable story about how he and Guillermo del Toro fanboyed each other in front of one of the two enormous hotels flanking Comic Con.
- Dinner, then transportation nightmares at 12AM, and then home. Tomorrow is going to be a nightmare. We are leaving early so I can line up at Ballroom 20. Swear to god, if I have to sit through Smallville I'll do it, and ninja my way to the front. At the same time I want to hug the back so that I have easy access to the back door. Then it's a sprint to the end of the convention center and the escalator that'll take me down to the gate closest to WB booth, and the faint hope that more people were at the panel than were lining up at the booth for autographs.
By the way, I saw Bruce Greenwood.
- Also had a chat with someone while waiting for the trolley and the cab driver. Both are older men who'd been to Comic Con back when it was held in a hotel on two floors and was attended by approximately 600 people. Somehow 600 --> 300,000. The guy at the trolley? Also a Supernatural fan. He saw Mark Sheppard at the Sails Paviliion, where they do the autographs and signings, looking utterly bored. I wondered why he was all alone - because this is Mark motherfucking Sheppard - until my brother told me you had to pay for an autograph. Well fuck that shit. Sorry, Mark.
- Oh yeah, I drew shit.
I'd say this was a very productive day. Even better - this morning while I was staggering around trying to pull enough sense together to shower I figured out how to draw my Mini Bang art. This includes learning how to animate on Photoshop because obviously I'm gonna go the extra mile and include basic animation. And I'm not talking moving objects around; I'm talking doing the traditional hand-drawn animation from the days of yore. Reading a bunch of comics and staring at a lot of pretty pictures was like knocking sense into my head - I don't need to be realistic. I don't need to nail every detail. This is the one thing I always forget. I need to learn to relax when I draw.
Despite the few hours of sleep and the general exhaustion that come with walking around Comic Con I was relaxed enough to draw shit.
Also I have no scanner or Fujitsu with me, so these are shitty photos with my dated camera.'>
I believe that months and months ago I wanted to draw Jean Grey/Emma Frost? Drew this during the Human Target panel. Not sure if I want to color or leave it as is.
The photograph is rather terrible, but this is only a concept in my head and therefore free to be as rough a draft as it wants. There is a reason why Dean looks unfinished.