Monday, July 26, 2010

The long overdue Planet Comicon post

The KC con was indeed awesome. Considering news is still coming from the San Diego Con that ended yesterday, it seems a little silly to even talk about another con, but I have photos and I want to post em. So there.

Like I had said, this year had a pretty decent spread of celebrities from screen and comic book fame. Its rare I go with any intent to spend any large amount of cash on merchandise, but I always have a pocket full of $20s (ie a couple of bills) for autographs. I dunno why, but I dig autographs. Photos, books, comics, whatever. I love meeting the folks that helped create the stories that I love (especially those from my childhood). My prized autograph is from Bruce Campbell and is on my Canon XL2, the camera I used to shoot my first two movies (in eternal post-production). I idolized the Evil Dead films (as well as Kevin Smiths movies) throughout my collegiate career, so having Bruce bless the camcorder I was using to start my film-making career was an amazing moment. But I digress.

The booths were the standard fare of comics and random toys that I had seen 100 times before. No rare figures, nothing from Dr. Who, Dexter, Firefly and almost nothing related to the Big Bang Theory; all things I was really into at the time and wanted some swag to show my interest off. Having fully embraced my inner geek this year, I was hoping to find some figures and toys from my youth, but there was nothing. Not even random MUSCLE men, Ninja Turtles, or Ghostbusters. There were however a couple of really nifty local artist booths, most notably a woman by the name of Anne Quinn from Overland Park who creates pixel images from beads. Considering most of my work in video games has been on the DS, I have spent a lot of time pondering the pixel and how best to get everything I want from a 256 color palette (or even *gasp* a 16 color palette). This gal had some really incredible work, not just video game characters brought to life 10 inches tall in brightly colored beads, but full on portraits of friends, family and beloved pets. Her website, pixelportrayal.com, has a few examples of her work.

After a quick pass around the merch booths, I swung past the artist booths. I was a little disappointed to find that a couple of the bigger names were D-bags. I suppose it could be argued that they earned it, but it seems to me if you have found enough success that fans want to come by and say hi and get a book signed the least you could do would be to give a smile and a couple autographs. There was one gentleman (I wont say who, but he'd been in the industry since the 70's) who would only allow guests to approach his table during two half hour periods each day. During the rest of the time he would work on commissioned pieces only.

I ended up grabbing some art from zombie legend, Arthur Suydam, a bender drawing from Bill Morrison of Bongo Comics and a sketchbook from a Frank Cho style pin up artist, Chad Spilker. There were lots of other artists but most of them I had dropped coin previous years on getting their autographs, so wasnt as keen to get fresh ones. They have the whole list of guests here if you want to peruse em. I also grabbed a few random comics to fill in my collection and the full spectrum of the Light Corps rings from the Green Lantern series, Blackest Night.

I got into a weird moment during the day where all of the celebrities had absolutely no one in line for an autograph. Lou Farrigno was quiet but extremely nice and still could throw the green makeup on and look the part. With Mira Furlan I got flustered talking to her when I first stepped up to get an autograph so kept quiet other than a thank you until she finished signing my Babylon 5 swag to keep from making a (bigger) fool of myself. She had an aura of class that you could feel when you approached her and you couldn't help but know she belonged on the stage.

I had considered not getting Helen Slater's autograph as I hardly remembered Supergirl and had only the slightest recollection of Billie Jean. However, I long ago learned to hit any celebrity panels that went on during my time at a convention (learned by being amazed by the then unknown to me Tura Santana and Dee Wallace at a horror Con years ago), so I swung into Helen's to see what she was about. To say she was an impressive lady would be an understatement. Also, she was shockingly aloof as to her success and popularity (she had a room full of folks in Supergirl costumes) and spoke of some incredibly interesting moments with Peter O'Toole. She seemed genuinely surprised she was seen as a very strong female roll model for girls of the 80s, what with Supergirl and Billie Jean. I had read an article just a couple of days prior discussing how Billie Jean was one of the first films to feature a strong female lead that didn't rely on beauty or sexuality to attain her goals. After the panel I went back and had her autograph a photo for me and was able to talk with her for a delightful few minutes, making her the highlight of the Con for me.

It was a good time and worth making the drive for. Of course, next year I hope to make it to San Diego.

I have a bunch of photos below, mainly cosplay folks (its not a good con without a Zatanna or Power Girl). As I am horrible for not remembering to bring a camera to conventions, I have swiped all of these photos from friends or fellow nerds who attended, let me know if they belong to you and I will credit you as such.















































So my first script reads like Anne Rice. Its a horror, so thats good.


I write like
Anne Rice

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My second script reads like HP Lovecraft. Its a noir, so I suppose I will go along with that.


I write like
H. P. Lovecraft

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Soon, I will quit playing and get to writing a real blog post.

Apparently I write like Stephen King...

At least, my blog. I havent put in one of my short stories yet. I have a feeling old Stephen is the most common answer, especially when dropping in blog entries due to his way of writing exactly like people think. But still, a pretty nifty deal. I suggest everyone try it.


I write like
Stephen King

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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The end of the Pity Parade

Yeah, so....um...I have a great excuse for not posting. It's true. I didn't want to be Debbie Downer on the interwebs where the proof of the occurrence would last forever and a day. I shall explain.

*Insert wavy flashback effect here*

Mid-April my back went out. It was a re-occurance of a weight lifting injury that was my own fault. Then a week after that my Mom fell and broke her arm. The upper bit, near the shoulder in what the doc called a spiral fracture. There was a big how-do-you do where the ER doc was stoned or just plain dumb, because he sent her home and said it wasn't life threatening so she would have to wait a couple weeks till surgery. Please note, he told my 50 plus year old mother whose arm broke bad enough it had flipped around backwards to just chill with some advil. Oh, and no changing out of those clothes either, we dont want to aggravate it.

After many calls to family and friends, some of them in the medical field, a medical type swung by her house to check her out and scheduled a doctor visit/surgery. A metal plate, 14 screws and a week later she was finally taken care of. Left a nasty scar on her upper arm.

Add onto my mothers injury my own angry back and the fact that May 01, 2001 (nine years and a couple of days to when my mom broke her arm) my father was killed in an accident at his place of work. This delightful emotional cocktail meant I wasnt in a mood to chat with anyone and leave them better than depressed until a couple weeks into May. And that was when my back really got angry.

Apparently when it had went out in April a disk had slipped. Well, around May 15th as I put on my tennis shoes, the disk ruptured. Of course, I didnt know this at the time. All I knew then was by the end of the day I had trouble walking to my car after work. Then the next morning I couldnt get dressed. I went to see my doctor and he set up an MRI, but it was a couple weeks away. I thought I could manage.

I couldn't sleep more than a couple hours at a time due to random spasms of intense pain. Then after a couple days of that I woke up with a spasm that lasted 45 minutes. I've never felt anything like it. Pain so intense I was seeing colors, screaming, gritting my teeth. My poor wife must have thought I was dying. Of course, this was a Sunday and I couldn't get ahold of any of the medical professionals I rely on. For some reason I thought it could wait and no trip to the ER was necessary.

Thankfully on Monday I got the doc to prescribe some intense pain killers over the phone. This numbed the pain to a dull roar, kept the spasms to short and random and made sitting in the easy chair (where I would sleep and spend most of my next several days) tolerable.

June 8th I got to go in for an MRI. Apparently this was the earliest anyone could see me. A month of pain and my free-fall of faith in the medical bureaucracy that started with my moms ordeal continued the entire time. When the results of my MRI came back it showed that my disk had ruptured with such enthusiasm it pinned my spinal cord against the back wall of my spinal canal, setting off every pain receptor I had from the waist down. A handy wikipedia image of what my MRI looked similar too is below.



So, as you can imagine, I was a very crabby kid for about two months. My wife is a saint for putting up with me as well as she did, putting up with the responsibility of all of the household chores that I could no longer handle along with my sterling demeanor. The neurosurgeons and spinal specialists (very nice and capable folks once I was finally able to get in to see them) told me to wait a couple weeks to see if the pain improved. If it did, no surgery. If not then they'd make a pop top out of my L5 vertebrae and remove that disk (an option someone of my young years should want to avoid).

Thankfully around late June the pain started to fade a little and I could walk more than 10 yards without having to stop and catch my breath. By mid July it had faded to a mild discomfort that the doctors said meant I could avoid surgery. Now a couple ibuprofen every few hours keeps the pain at bay, and I can do most things again.

IE, I am finally a decent person to be around and no longer the model of depression and discomfort. Plus, I got all the pity party out of me in one post. Now to catch up on what happened since march, including a recap of Planet Comicon.

Friday, March 26, 2010

KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNN!!!!

Tomorrow is the kansas city comic book convention. I am flippin excited, hence the scream of CON at the top of the page...okay, so thats not con, thats khan. However, if I had spelt con scream phonetically it would have looked like I was screaming coon, and thats just wierd.

At any rate, I am excited. This year their media guests will be Lou Farigno of incredible hulk fame, Helen Slater from the 1984 film SuperGirl, and Mira Furlon who was one of my favorite characters from one of my all time favorite Scifi series, Babylon 5. She was ambassador D'Linn. There are some other folks there, mainly voices from star wars the cartoon, but as I have never been a very big Star wars kid, people that do voices for the cartoons don't have a great deal of appeal to me other than professional respect.

I was up way to late last night working on some freelance animations for a couple of infomercials, so I am dragging today. Luckily, today at work its kind of a company holiday, Game Day, where we all bring in different games and game systems and spend the whole day playing them and expanding out game knowledge. Its actually pretty helpful as a game artist to see some of the stuff thats out there that I normally wouldnt have caught if left to my own scrupples. Most of my interest lies with the old games I played as a kid; Atari 5200 (Joust rules!), Nintendo and Sega Genesis. Thankfully, almost all of these can play on emulators that a person could download to their Nintendo DS should they feel so inclined so don't have to hook up my old systems for a refresher blast of nostalgia.

While waiting for animations to render the last two nights, I have been sorting my comic book collection in preparation for the con. Every time I go I end up wishing I would have remembered to brought such and such book for an artist to sign, or refreshed my memory so I dont end up buying a duplicate of a book I already own. So I've got a stack of comics for some artists to sign, mainly Arthur Sudaym who painted all of the Marvel Zombies covers. This is pretty much one of the most amazing crossovers of two of my favorite geek addictions. Comics and zombies. The art is phenomenal, so I am very excited to get to shake the hand of the artist. This year I also did a little research on each artist to make sure I was familiar with their work so I knew who i would want to check out to see if they had sketchbooks. I have found with most comic book artists, their personal art blogs and sketchbooks are far more interesting and nuanced than the work that they have in the comics. I can understand, they have to fit the pre-existing canon and general style and format of the book and that sort of funneling of creative energy can dampen the artists flexibility a little.

I have been drawing, but havent been scanning them in, so desperately need to add an art update soon. Until then, I leave you with this beauty. As a child I had this battlecat bouncy toy, and never thought I would see another (mine is still in my basement back home). Apparently they are on ebay every so often. Huzzah BattleCat!!!



Monday, March 1, 2010

The boogeyman

Today while I watch some episodes from the 2002 version of He-Man and the Masters of the Universe I thought I would post a few boards from the pitch for the film, Bump. Its premise is that the Boogeyman is actually a reference to an immortal monster hunter, not the monster it has come to represent today. Bump is what he calls his young padawan learner.


I'd recommend watching the 2002 He-man. Some great character designs, and the voice cast is a who's who of cartoon voices from my childhood. Adam/Heman is voiced by the same kat who gave Leonardo his pipes back in the day. Optimus Primal is Man at Arms. The rest of the cast is filled out with folks from Transformers, Beast Wars, Ninja Turtles, Dragon Ball Z and Reboot. Tasty stuff.