By now, the San Diego Comic Con is over. No sadder words have ever been written before. I was fortunate to be at the '07 SDCC, which seemed to have taken place decades ago. There, a year ago, for the first time, I entered the hallow halls of the San Diego Convention Center, only to be trampled by roughly 5 million other otaku-type fans.
in other words, the SDCC is very popular, the most famous comic book convention in the world, and it draws hundreds upon millions each year. Movie and toy companies haven't missed out on this, placing booths promoting future projects to provoke fans' salivary glands. There's also the actual comic book companies and up-and-coming web comics, but they almost seem secondary to the grand promises of free junk and elusive exclusives.
My memories of the event include being placed in the two mile long (give or take) main convention center with what seemed like the rest of the world. Meeting Kris Straub, one of said up-and-coming web artist who works vigilantly at Starslip Crisis and Chainsawsuit, on preview night. The next day, I was able to chat with my personally favorite artist, Ron Lim. Our brief, possibly unmemorable, encounter captured on a grainy picture from a disposable camera. The fact that my art, submitted months in advance, made it into the final program was just icing on the cake.
(I forgot to mention the heat. Perhaps next year.)
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