So I'm heading to the New York Comic-Con this weekend to do the comicon thing: sign books, sell originals, do sketches, shake hands, catch colds... you know. The difference is that this is a brand new convention, and that it's gi-mungous. I mean, the Jacob K. Javits Convention Center? My god, if it stands out against other convention centers the way Jacob K. Javits stood out against other men, why then, this shall be a funnybook get-together of epic proportions.
It's cool to be at the first show of a particular comic convention. I mean, of course, that it's a cool thing to do, which is why I'm doing it, but also that the experience itself is kind of cool. I was at the first SPX about... exactly ten years ago, and it was a neat feeling to look around about halfway through the show and think, "Hey, this is turning out to be a really good con. I now have an unspoken kinship with all of the rest of the people here." I mean, comic book geeks were not always the first ones brought in on other people's secrets back in the day, so we particularly appreciate being in the inner circle now.
So I'll be bringing plenty of originals both from my older work and from Big Time Attic projects, as well as printed material from graphic novels to minicomics, color to black and white. I'll also be bringing some skills, such as they are, if you want a sketch or some other such carry-on. More than anything, however, I'll be bringing my thumb-wrestling skills, so if you can beat me in thumb-wrestling, I'll give you a free sketch of the match.
See you there!