Posted on 07.31.09 under Uncategorized
Spectre holding film for print 3.
Print on the light table for instant registration.
Posted on 07.29.09 under Uncategorized
Going to be printing some wheat paste with John Carr and Alex in the next day or two and introduce DOG EATERS to LA.
This is the studio we’ll be using.
John studies a recent Shepard Fairey paste up.
Left the hotel at 5:30Am to catch an early flight to LA… Kinda burnt a bit crispy… SD Airport has free wifi, which is very, very nice. However, it’s a bit slow for the amount of images I’m trying to upload.
Here are the last day’s images of Comicon.
Went the back way (on the “boardwalk”) to the convention center. It’s a nice walk!
Was hoping to get some wholesale Tokidoki’s from Strangeco for the Junie Moon shops in Tokyo, but they were sold out of the ones we wanted. Jim was in a lather, stocking goods. Their booth was the busiest in the toy section of the floor.
Other figures of interest to me:
Kumanogollo was created by Chino and produced by CWC. That’s us!
John Krisfalucci (Ren & Stimpy) had a booth.
Munky King had a nice case for Angry Clobber.
This monster loomed over the customers in the lowest brow section.
Figure at Radical Comics.
The creative team for Warriors, the comic book.
Conan, the bronze. Frank Frazetta.
Living Doll, middle of three sisters
Living Doll, youngest of three sisters
Silent Hill nurses
More Steam Punkers
Don’t ask me silly questions!
The walk back to the hotel. And that’s it for the Comicon, 2009!
The day started off with an immediate sighting of a Predator. They hunt in packs (as you know), so I knew that we would be seeing a lot more.
This particular Predator was passive, but I knew that would quickly change.
Then another was spotted…
Then the leader materialized.
Right behind him, a pod emerged.
Then, they attacked a helpless con attendee. The aftermath wasn’t pretty. The janitorial staff was going to have their work cut out for them.
The Predator, who had been quiescent outside, spotted the girl. To her credit, she wasn’t intimidated in the slightest.
In fact, she seemed more aggressive than him. I heard her whisper sweet nothings into his auditory port.
This Spartan had the guns, so he didn’t need his sword.
This warrior also kept his sword sheathed in his codpiece.
But more powerful weapons were called for. This dude stepped out of the shadows, his gun slung low.
A portal from the Star Wars universe opened and a couple of enforcers stepped through.
The public disturbance was snuffed before it had a chance to get too serious.
But as usual, law enforcement took it one step too far.
They traumatized a couple of innocent bystanders.
These two guns came too late.
The answer to the question of the day: “Where’s Wally?”
And his blue-haired sidekick.
Just outside the booth, another gang arrived.
The gang from Crackwood, looking to recruit some actors for the next wacko film.
Who should show up next was…
Pris again! This time incarnated as her favorite character from FireFly.
Believe it or not, these two are Black Dog Clan members. But not Dog Eaters!
These three wanted to be a music group and a TV reporting team and couldn’t decide what to do first.
When ever the Hero 108 booth babes were slow and looked lonely, I stimulated interest in them by taking photos with them. Soon photographer would swarm them and they’d be happy again.
In transit to the Namco/Bandai game area to meet Isaac for a bite, I came across…
A voluptuous version of Catwoman, and…
This forest creature with impressive forearms.
Isaac was playing a game somewhere. While waiting for him to show up at the Tekken area, I spotted a couple of:
Namco Girls, and:
Their colleague, who you may recognize from yesterday’s post.
Isaac and I had sandwiches, cokes, and shared a bag of chips from the Cafe Express and I was surprised that the total came to $25!
After eating, I left Isaac to play more games (he had spent all his money on books and all he could do was something for free) and I went back to Independent Publishing.
Right across from Cafe Express, this booth almost made me lose my lunch. I had a brief conversation with them and the guy gave me attitude. Imagine, a Blythe imitator pretending he knew more about Blythe than I did. Put me in a black mood for about 5 minutes!
This is either Aqua or Iguana-man — or something with a finned Mohawk.
Two random semi-hotties
I shot an unflattering pict of this green Trekker yesterday and I called out to her: “Second Chance!” She was part of the captain’s chair shoot that people were lined up for but posed for me by herself when I explained the situation. “Why did you post it!” she asked. Umm, well, I’ll post this one, too.
I saw a crowd of people in front of this man.
I think he was signing but it seemed that everyone would rather shoot a photo without having to pay for the merch. At least that’s what I did. Spock was happy enough to show emotion, though.
I think he was looking for a “Cursed Pirate Girl.”
Came across these Black Dog Clan members from last year.
Lucky Legendary! They were stoked to see the first 3 issues in color.
Two of the Luckies
A take on the Grim Reaper.
Getting slow around the booth again.
Across the aisle at 12 Gauge. Looks like there’s something to shotgun.
Yugio character and his pal.
This Shadow Hedgehog was so endearing, he was on TV twice so far during this Comicon!
I call him, Swatman. His wings snap open with the yank of a cord!
Creative Team of Warriors, the comic/graphic novel
I took the Suicide Girl challenge and went to their booth to see what they had to offer.
Then Stormtrooper Elvis showed up and the crowd went wild!
Looks like Stormtrooper Elvis can have his way with any of the Suicide Girls!
Aren’t they lovely!
On the way back, the always seductive Sideshow Collectibles had a “Moroccan” at the counter.
I wonder if he’s authentic…
Had to stop and take some shots of these dinosaurs.
And Felica —
From Vampire Nights (Japanese title)
Is this Orc from Lord of the Rings?
Steam Punk with Roman influences?
I call him, Red Hammer!
The Stunt People. These guys are the first ever Black Dog Clansmen ever inducted into the Clan.
Suddenly, in front of the Stunt People’s booth…
A lacquered-masked samurai!
Some kind of Viking in attack mode.
On the way out…
About to throw his mighty shield.
And that’s the end of Day 3.
Friday was a larger wave than Thursday, but less defined — like a bit of a mushy swell with an onshore wind. I tried to get a handle on it by taking a trip to Image Comics. On the way I passed Dark Horse.
And saw this on the back of a woman.
And was almost arrested by a pair of Judge Dredds, one male, the other female.
We are the law!
Mixed and matched universe of characters.
Another scrambled group…
And then back through Star Wars territory.
But what’s this?
A pretty odd couple…
But then another surprise at the Dabel Brothers booth. Who was this mousy girl?
Why it’s Pris in yet another of her marvelous manifestations. Truly a chameleon.
Cung Le, undefeated MMA Middleweight Champion was signing his action figure. He is also an action movie star.
I pitched Dog Eaters to him and his manager and it was interesting to see how their faces closed (his manager was a bit more open). My “thin slice” perception of this was that people were always trying to get a piece of him and use it to their advantage. He’s overcome some incredible odds, so I give him props.
Pale blue skin with ears like —
— this. Sort of…
he seems to love kids…
At the Props Store of London, an almost museum-like presentation of props
The idol in the beginning of “Raiders of the Lost Ark.”
Skull in Nazi helmet.
Nothing to this prop. The kind of thing you get at a dollar store.
So is this.
The glossy version of the evil sisters.
The Blythe-like proportions of this character caught my eye.
Low-belted, high-holstered style.
Not much of a bicep, but could be deadly in other ways…
I’m not responsible for this unflattering shot. I asked for a photo and the assistant told me to get her now before she went on camera. I wonder how she looked then…
People react to fear in different ways. One laughs. One is burnt to a crisp. One has no reaction at all.
In a dangerous world… Let’s just make it even more dangerous by pointing guns!
I prefer a magic hammer to a gun. More explosive!
Took a trip to Artists Alley and bought some art from Chris Bautista. My second piece. Here he critiques (in a nice way) an artist’s portfolio.
This is from the Superman/Batman Annual 2008.
I also got these pieces:
“Aargh!! I am hit” Marvel Classics (Iiliad) 1977
This is AVP Issue 4 (undated) by Ben Herrera, a not-so-well-known artist.
I spent some time with this “legend” ( I worked with Stan Lee!), but did not purchase anything.
We left the Convention Center for lunch. Fog had burned off. Nice and sunny.
Azteca TV — not Ghostbusters.
Heard a murmur in the crowd. That’s the guy from Criminal Minds! Not him, the guy on crutches.
These two were promoting a game. Both extremely near-sighted…
This guy was wearing a Space Exploration Security Force uniform. Think that’s authentic?
I hope they really mean this…
Troy Duffy, director of Boondock Saints and the sequel, is a Black Dog Clan member.
Garrett Wang, from Star Trek Voyager, is also a Black Dog Clan member.
These Ghostbusters have cleavage!
With the cops in the background, the inker/writer Saleem, kept a low profile…
Always have to be alert for a zombie attack.
She called herself, “Pele.”
The San Diego sun at seven-thirty.
View from the hotel.
Gonna call it a day…