Sunday, May 31, 2009

Terror Attack in Kansas

This appears to be the first act of terrorism committed in the U.S. since the beginning of the Obama administration.

A suspect in this morning's fatal shooting of George Tiller is in custody in Johnson County.

Tiller, 67, was shot just after 10 a.m. in the lobby of Reformation Lutheran Church at 7601 E. 13th, where he was a member of the congregation.

Tiller was serving as an usher at the church, one of six ushers listed in the church bulletin. He was handing out bulletins to people going into the sanctuary minutes before being shot.

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Tiller has long been a focal point of protest by abortion opponents because his clinic, Women's Health Care Services at 5107 E. Kellogg, is one of the few in the country where late-term abortions are performed.

(Source: The Wichita Eagle)

Perhaps if we had tortured some anti-abortion activists, this assassination could have been prevented. Isn't that what Cheney recommends?

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Asshole

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Kanye West, Asshole or Idiot ... or both?

Rapper Kanye West does not read books or respect them but nevertheless he has written one that he would like you to buy and read.

"Sometimes people write novels and they just be so wordy and so self-absorbed," West said. "I am not a fan of books. I would never want a book's autograph.

"I am a proud non-reader of books. I like to get information from doing stuff like actually talking to people and living real life," he said.

His book is 52 pages -- some blank, others with just a few words -- and offers his optimistic philosophy on life. One two-page section reads, "Life is 5% what happens and 95% how you react!" Another page reads "I hate the word hate!"

"'Proud non-reader' Kanye West Turns Author', Reuters

Jesus what a ignorant fool. The publisher of this crap is called "Super Good." Never heard of them, but I hope they feel a little guilty when they get paid for this tome. I pray they will be flooded with returns.

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Most of the Comics I've Read Since February

Here are some of the comics I have read in the past few months...

http://content-2.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9781606991442 You'll Never Know book 1, by Carol Tyler. Great but somewhat confused biography/memoir. Carol Tyler is attempting to tell the story of her dad in World War II. She is faced with a problem, though. Tyler's dad doesn't want to talk about a certain part of it--his time in Italy. We are given hint that he saw a literal "river of blood," and the trauma has kept him silent for decades. Even his wife doesn't know. Tyler herself is going through her own stuff--an absent husband, a beautiful teenage daughter, life. Tyler is better at short pieces, where she can focus. This is a glorious mess, but a moving beautiful one. The format is unusual too. Tyler uses the horizontal format of a scrapbook. Also, for some reason, the whole thing is not being told in one volume. I will eagerly wait long frustrating months and maybe years for the next volume.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41sTAwU%2BbeL._SX160_.jpg The Magical Life of Long Tack Sam by Ann Marie Fleming. Pretty interesting hybrid graphic novel by a Canadian filmmaker Ann Marie Fleming. It basically takes her research into the life of her great grandfather (which included filming many people who knew him), and jumbling it all up into almost a detective story about the man's life. Her grandfather was Long Tack Sam, one of the great Vaudeville magicians. Stories of his early life in China and how he learned magic are quite confused, and one device she uses is to tell the different versions over and over again as if they were an old biographical comic (these sections were drawn by Julian Lawrence, a really excellent Vancouver cartoonist who has done work for Fantagraphics and his own Drippytown Comics and Stories). The rest is illustrated by with her own relatively crude drawings, stills from her interviews, and archival images of Long Tack Sam and the vaudeville world he lived in. A pretty unique and entertaining project overall.

http://content-8.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9781593079888 The Perry Bible Fellowship Almanack by Nicholas Gurewitch. This strip has been lavishly praised, and for good reason. The art is incredible, and the strips are usually funny. There is a disconnect between the cute, gentle art and the cruel humor. I like the surrealism, which reminds me in some ways of the panel cartoons of Quino. But Gurewitch utterly lacks the humanity of Quino. To me, his lack of insight makes his humor, which is rather clever, somewhat empty.

http://www.kinglybooks.com/KINGLY%20SITE/cover.gif Don't Tread on my Rosaries by John Bagnall. I love Bagnall's art, but these stories seem a bit blah. As the title suggests, several of them have to do with Catholicism, but not in any compelling way--one is a weird miracle story and the other is a really inconclusive story about a teacher at a Catholic school stalked by a charismatic priest. The book is full of stories that go nowhere--in fact, the best stuff are simply showcases for Bagnall's art--illustrated lists of mundane professions or phrases disappearing from the language.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51Y9dRN0vbL._SX160_.jpg Lucky by Gabrielle Bell. Her artwork is fantastic, but distancing. We almost never see a closeup. This is kind of weird for a diary, which these strips apparently are. The constant worries about finding an acceptable place to live get tedious. I felt compelled to read this but I can't explain why. It certainly wasn't out of sympathy for the Bell or any of her friends. They all seem trapped by their inadequacies. Their ambitions are rarely articulated in a way that you feel like their struggles are leading anywhere. And yet still I read the book and liked it. (Well, like I said the art is fantastic...)

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51qP5HM0A7L._SX160_.jpg Aya by Marguerite Abouet and Clement Oubrerie. Excellent comic done in the modern French style perhaps best exemplified by Sfar. Unusual in that it depicts daily life in an African country, and especially unusual in that the author is an African. Set in Cote Ivoire during a period of miraculous economic growth (which was undercut in the 80s by declining farm commodity prices), the main character is an ambitious young girl living in a working-class suburb of Abidjan. She wants to be a doctor, so she studies hard and (this is important) avoids getting pregnant. This cannot be said for her wilder friends, who both visit the 1000 Star Hotel (a courtyard with a lot of tables where young folks go to make out and more under the stars). Adjoua gets pregnant, and thinks the father is Moussa, son of a local beer tycoon. This down-to-earth soap-opera like plot continues int he next volume.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51NuPxPJUCL._SX160_.jpg Aya of Yop City by Marguerite Abouet and Clement Oubrerie. This volume takes up right where the previous volume left off. We learn that Moussa is not actually Adjoua's baby's father, and her marriage is anulled. We also learn something rather shocking about Aya's father, Ignace, who is a regional sales manager for Sissoko, the beer tycoon. If this sounds a bit soap opera-ish, it is. But it is also witty and lively, and features some fantastic artwork. This is a depiction of Africa that is rarely seen in any medium. The storylines don't wrap up in this volume, so I assume there is more to come.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61D7znqH0pL._SX160_.jpg From the Shadow of the Northern Lights by various Swedish cartoonists. As in any anthology, the quality varies quite a lot in this collection of comics from the Swedish alternative comics anthology Galago. Joakim Pirinen, perhaps the best-known Swedish alternative cartoonist, shows off his chops in a rather slight story. There are the usual number of druggy nihilism stories (think Peter Pontiac or Henriette Valium, with less skill), but several stories that stood out. "A Private Place" by Anneli Furmark is about an artist who decides to go live in a relatively isolated cabin, where he is having a crisis of confidence in his own abilities. It's about working through that. Then just the opposite is the talky story "Henry Says" by David Liljemark. His artistic chops pale compared to Furmark, but he is able to make a long story about people talking in a bar completely fascinating, revealing, and believable. The collection is well-worth reading.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61pWo3so%2BNL._SX160_.jpg Journey volume 2 by William Messner-Loebs. The typically peripatetic Wolverine MacAlistaire stays in one place in this volume--New Hope, a struggling hamlet on the west side of Michigan. This village conceals a good many secrets, and MacAlistaire, along with the failed poet Elmer Alyn Craft (who was introduced in the first volume), are stranded there for a winter--MacAlistaire because he is wounded, Craft because he would have no hope of surviving outside civilization, even civilization as meager and tenuous as that in the inaptly named New Hope. This village is claustrophic and full of horrible secrets. Craft is obsessed with finding them--MacAlistaire is only interested insofar as it will help him survive until he is well. Messner-Loebs' drawing has lost what little polish it exhibited in the first volume. It becomes ragged and urgent here, fitting the psychologically intense and unsettling story. This is one of the classics of the 80s, and very much worth rediscovering.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51aXejka%2B5L._SX160_.jpg Things Just Get Away from You by Walt Holcombe. Walt Holcombe is a charming cartoonist. His work recalls classic 20s and 30s comic strips and animation. My problem is that in his coy, cute stories, I really find myself not caring. It's pretty to look at, but I just don't feel any connection with the characters and their stories.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61hBIIUJY3L._SX160_.jpg The Portable Frank by Jim Woodring. I have read all of these stories many times before in various formats. This is a great presentation for them--simple, inexpensive, it lets the work speak for itself. If you haven't experienced Woodring's surreal comics, this is the best place to start. Frank is an anthropomorphic cartoon of indeterminent species, and he acquires a vastly loyal pet, Pupshaw, and encounters various other inhabitants of his world, a world infused with spirit. The characters all have symbolic meaning but I have no idea how to decode this forest of hermetic signs. The mystery is part of the appeal.

http://content-9.powells.com/cgi-bin/imageDB.cgi?isbn=9781897299579 Cecil and Jordan in New York by Gabrielle Bell. Very good--Bell's art is outstanding in a non-showy, matter-of-fact way. In some stories, she never shows you someone's face in a close-up, and in some of her autobiographical stories, almost ever character is drawn full-figure--in other words you see their feet and heads in every panel they are in. The distance from the observer and the characters is pretty large. It's a weird way to tell an autobiographical story--it's as if the author was pretending not to know what was going through the mind of the character. It creates an interesting contradiction, as if Bell was alienated from herself.

That feeling carries through in her fiction stories too. The characters seem to feel disconnected from their lives, even as they have what (on the surface) seem like pretty engaging experiences. Her characters never get happy, which can be kind of a downer for the reader. The title story even features a character who would be happier as a chair--she'd feel useful that way, and not have to struggle the way she did when she was a full-time girl.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51t7rF0M9fL._SX160_.jpg Humbug by Harvey Kurtzman, Jack Davis, Al Jaffee, Arnold Roth, etc. Humbug has long had a reputation as Harvey Kurtzman's masterpiece, an obscure magazine with a very brief run, in which Kurtzman had full control and a stable of hugely talented artists and writers.

This loving new edition demonstrates how legendary but little-known works can get reputations way out of proportion with their modest merits. Humbug isn't bad, but it surely doesn't seem better than Kurtzman's Mad. I'd contend that the Goodman Beaver strips from Help! are superior to just about anything in Humbug. There are some truly enjoyable pieces here, and Jack Davis's artwork is at a real peak--a joy to look at. But Humbug was never going to make people forget Mad. In fact, Humbug seems like Mad continued. The things being parodies are a bit more adult, but Kurtzman's approach to parody and satire remains the same. Only the R.O. Blechman pieces represent a decisive break in style and approach from Mad.

I greatly admire the skill and care that the publisher took in reproducing these pages--retypsetting and recoloring where necessary, and using original paste-ups when possible. I prefer this by far to the "photograph an original printed page" approach that some reprint collections have used, apparently in some mistaken notion of fidelity to the original.

http://www.drawnandquarterly.com/imagesProduct/a4947f27e3ae4d.jpg A Drifting Life by Yoshihiro Tatsumi. Yoshiharu Tatsumi is, for me, the only really great alternative manga artist yet published in the U.S. (There are several others who are good and interesting, but I define greatness as having the kind of rereadability as Love & Rockets or many Crumb pieces. It's a highly personal definition.) This mammoth autobiography (834 pages) only covers his life up through the early 60s, but generally the detail is useful. A Drifting Life really lets you understand what went into his future work. I think there is an interesting parallel between this ol Japanese artist (born in 1935) and modern alternative American comics artists. He, like many of his American counterparts, began life as an active fan-boy. He belonged (and help establish) what must have been one of the first manga fan clubs. He was drawing his own manga at an early age, even getting some published while still in Junior High. Like Robert Crumb, he was egged on by his brother, who early on seems unstable. But this is a result of a chronic illness that is later cured by a new drug from the U.S.A. His brother becomes a fairly successful manga artist in his own right.

It is fascinating to see how casually he begins his career and how quickly it becomes a vocation. He deals with various fly-by-night publishers and publishers who make disastrous business decisions. His attempt to form an artists' coop is similarly unsuccessful (although as an artistic movement, it works). Readers will learn quite a bit about the evolution of Japanese comics and the age of "rental comics" (comics created especially for for-profit lending libraries.)

Unfortunately, this work is just not as good as his classic short stories, collected in The Push Man, Goodbye and Abandon the Old in Tokyo. These gritty urban working-class vignettes are profoundly moving, and done with a light hand. A Drifting Life, on the contrary, is extremely self-conscious. Tatsumi rarely uses narration in his fiction comics, and in A Drifting Life, he talks about learning this from reading about movie scripts. It's ironic then how much he uses clunky, unnecessary narration here. He literally tells the reader how his characters are feeling--this shows a huge lack of trust in his readers. Likewise, he exhibits a desperate need to show how he influenced other famous manga artists. There is one scene where we see artist Yoshiharo Tsuge (who plays no part in the story) being consciously influenced by Tatsumi's ground-breaking anthology Shadow. I understand that Tatsumi might be proud that he influenced Tsuge (a great great artist), but including these scene just seems like heavy-handed self-aggrandizement.

All that said, this was a really compelling story. Its faults don't change that. I definitely recommend it.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51veZzLlZEL._SX160_.jpg The Professor's Daughter by Joann Sfar and Emmanuel Guibert. This is a slight work by two cartoonists who have much better solo work. Written by the hyper-prolific Joann Sfar (cartoonist of The Rabbi's Cat, Vampire Loves, and many others) and draw by Emmanuel Guibert (cartoonist of Alan's War), the book resembles Vampire Loves in centering around the romantic life of a horror movie staple--in this case, the mummy of Imhotep IV in his quest for love with Lillian Bowell, daughter of the archeologist who found Imhotep and brought him to England. Sfarr's loose drawing style made this kind of picaresque romantic comedy work in Vampire Loves, but it just never meshes with Guibert's much more controlled style--which is so perfect for the documentary-like Alan's War. In short, two wonderful artists who are not really great collaborators.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61nvUG5gHKL._SX160_.jpg The Complete Terry & the Pirates vol. 6 by Milton Caniff. This is the last of Terry. Caniff had signed a contract with Marshall Field to create a new strip that Caniff would own. So here he was running out his Terry contract. The war ends, and Caniff contrives to make Terry an intelligence officer working undercover in China as a pilot for a ramshackle charter airline run by Chopstick Joe (last seen before the war). The Chinese civil war is mentioned, but it seems to impact the characters not at all. There are, curiously in my opinion, no communists in Terry's China. Prior to and during the war, there were nationalists soldiers, including the Dragon Lady, Hu Shee, and others. But after the war, even the Nationalists disappear. The Dragon Lady reappears for a final bow more with a whimper than a bang. She has gone from leading an army of Nationalist guerrillas to being a simple criminal. Other former characters are brought in for a final bow. Burma makes a rushed appearance at the very end that is pretty good. She seduces Terry, but at the same time there is a recognition that she is old. And an old whore is a sad thing. I know the strip was continued after Caniff left, but I like to imagine that when he left, he left their stories open. What do these characters do in the Chinese civil war? What sides do the Dragon Lady, Hu Shee, Connie, and Big Stoop take? Does Terry go back to the U.S. (where he hasn't been since he as 12 or so) to marry April and become an "organization man" in a grey flannel suit. Is Pat tamed (or imprisoned perhaps) by Normandie Drake, and does Normandie turn into her tight-assed mother Augusta, seeking a respectability that Pat is loathe to provide? This final volume is as handsomely produced as the previous volumes. Buying them all will set you back about $300, but it is well-worth it to be able to read the entirety of this great American comic strip.

http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51oW9bevVxL._SX160_.jpg Get Your War On: The Definitive Account of George Bush's War on Terror 2001 - 2008 by David Rees. This collection is exhausting. In bite-sized chunks, these scabrous strips are funny, but read all at once, they really depress you. David Rees's shtick is that he uses the most utterly banal clip art characters, over and over, to reflect profanely on the absurdity and horror of the War on Terrorism. Right from the start, he seems to oppose American intervention in Afghanistan. Iraq of course sends him over the edge. These strips are sarcastic and snarky to the extreme. If they went a hair further than they do, they just wouldn't be funny. But they are funny. Rees has a flair for over-the-top dialog. He gets his biggest hate-on when talking about "liberal interventionists" like Michael Ignatieff, who's "mea culpa" essay he eviscerates line by line.

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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Another Topless Joint Bites the Dust (Maybe)

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As I mentioned in January, the city's strip clubs have lost their final appeal against the licensing law that is attempting to zone them out of existence. Pretty much all the city has to do is prove that they are a sexually oriented business (SOB) and that they operate close to a church, school, or residential neighborhood, and they will be closed down. According to the Chronicle,

There are a 25 to 30 topless clubs operating in Houston, but only a handful have licenses, said Zummo, who helped defend a federal court challenge of the city’s sexually oriented business ordinance in 2006.

Lawyers for the city filed a lawsuit Friday to close a Galleria-area topless club for not having a sexually oriented business license, the beginning of a City Hall crackdown on dozens of unlicensed clubs across Houston.

The lawsuit followed the arrest Thursday evening of nine employees of All Stars Men’s Club, 2688 Winrock, including six dancers charged with solicitation of prostitution.


This is really kind of clever. You can be a licensed SOB if you follow the strict zoning rules. Consequently, few actual strip clubs bother to get a license. So if cops working undercover prove that they actually are an SOB, they can be be sued out of existence.

This particular club is across the street from the shuttered Penthouse Club, and owned by the same guy. It looks like the city is trying to bankrupt him. I wonder who he crossed?


(Hat tip to Kuff.)

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Monday, May 25, 2009

Music City Tyler, Texas

Nashville Effect

This chart is from a post on Andrew Sullivan's blog, a post by Richard Florida (The Creative Class). The chart is terrible--do those bars represent the percentage of musicians or gross number? Professional musicians or all musicians? Following the link on the blog post is not helpful in clearing this up.

That said, what the hell is up with Tyler, Texas? Why does it have so many musicians?

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Saturday, May 23, 2009

Karaoke Memory

OK I'm sitting around listening to music drinking coffee on a Saturday morning, and "Sweet Jane" (the Rock 'N' Roll Animal version) comes on iTunes. And I have this memory of a woman named Jane who used to sing karaoke at a dive bar north of Tampa. I would go there with my friends and sing after work. This woman was always there, and she always did the same two songs--"You Oughtta Know" and "These Boots Were Made for Walkin'." We suspected she maybe had some resentment towards some guy. Or guys. Or all men.

Anyway, whenever the Karaoke DJ (KJ?) introduced her, we would cheer like maniacs for "Sweet Jane." (We called her Sweet Jane because we were drunks.)

Once in a suicidal act of bravado, I went over to her, complimented her on her rendition of "These Boots Were Made for Walkin" (which made Nancy Sinatra's sound like a love letter; Sweet Jane's version was castrating) and offered to buy her a drink. The look she gave me was, needless to say, withering.

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Monday, May 11, 2009

Don't Do It!

Comic Artists Wanted (Houston TX)


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Looking to build a studio with talented people. I have the capability of publishing all works created. We will be launching very hard and heavy into the comic book circuit of 2010. If interested in jumping on board, and have a chance to see your work printed, or to just make a name for yourself, the hit me back. mike@darkphoenixstudio.com

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As a refugee from the comics industry, I strongly advise you not to respond to this ad. Unless you relish the notion of having your creative dreams crushed and trampled for a salary that a fast food worker would laugh at.

(Hat tip to B.S. Houston Art Blog.)

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Sunday, May 10, 2009

Sugar Land--Hotbed of Criminality!

These people are all class.
A brother and sister from Sugar Land have been accused of bilking Medicaid for more than $1 million with a scheme involving bogus claims for adult diapers.

A federal grand jury indicted Benjamin and Rose Essien on charges of conspiracy, eight counts of health care fraud and two counts aggravated identity theft for fraudulently filing claims, according to the U.S. Attorney’s Office and the state Attorney General’s Office.

The indictment alleges that between April 2004 and August 2006, the Essiens, who owned and operated Logic World Medical, a medical equipment company in Houston, regularly billed Medicaid for adult diapers and other urinary incontinence supplies but either did not deliver them to Medicaid beneficiaries, delivered fewer diapers than were requested in claims, or provided supplies when they were not requested and physicians had not prescribed them.

The supplies included adult diapers, underpads, wipes and pull-up briefs.

These creeps committed a crime against the government (and specifically, anyone who pays a tax for Medicaid, which includes every worker in this country), but also against poor old people with incontinence. Slime.

(Hat-tip to the Houston Chronicle.)

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Libertarian Paradise



Ha ha . Got this from Bay Area Houston, a Texas political blog that delights in showing how deregulated industries in Texas (like insurance and power) curiously end up costing consumers more than when they were regulated. Funny, that.

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Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Scenes from a Mall

Can malls survive the recession? They were in trouble even before the recession, and this retail environment has accelerated the situation--many mall-centric retailers have gone bust. No more Mervyns, Linens n Things, Bennigans, etc.

Saturday I went to Comicpalooza, a small comic book convention that was held in the West Oaks Mall (located on Highway 6 between Westheimer and Richmond). West Oaks Mall has had more troubles than your average mall.

West Oaks Mall Sign
Even West Oak's sign looks pathetic.

Despite a great location and not bad interior, West Oaks Mall is plagued with vacancies. And unlike malls like Memorial City Mall, West Oaks is not able to hide the gaps.

Empty Store 1 Popcorn King
Popcorn Kingdom is an empty kernel

Empty Store 2 GNC
The fixtures are still in this otherwise empty store

Empty Store 4 Mrs. K's Pralines
No more pralines...

Empty Store 3
More sadness...

Empty Store 5
The fun never stop at West Oaks Mall!

So what's a mall to do? West Oaks needed to occupy its empty stores (even if temporarily), or at least cover them up. And it needed to get people in the mall who could at least potentially patronize the remaining stores. So that's where Comicpalooza came in. Their main dealer room was in an abandoned clothing store.

Dealers Room

Dealers Room dressing rooms
There were still dressing rooms left over from the previous tenant.

The other dealer's tables were in the mall's corridors, many of them strategically placed in front of empty storefronts.

Dealers Table 4 with Empty Store
Dealers Table 3 with Empty Stores
Dealers Table 2 with empty store
Dealer Table w empty store 1

As for the con, it was pretty modest. The dealers leaned heavily towards people selling their own artwork and/or self-published books. Most of this was too mainstream or too indy-comics for my taste--I'm more of an art comics kind of guy. There were a few tables selling old comic books, but none that I noticed selling old original artwork, much less old comic strip artwork (which I love to see and, when I can afford it, buy). The special guest was David Mack. My favorite tables belonged to Rev. Chris Self (selfmadecomics.net) from Katy, David Hopkins, and "Kaley." Self does a comic called Sack Tap.
Rev. Self Photobucket
It's amazing to imagine a comic book being published in Katy. Next thing you know, someone will tell me that there is a free jazz combo in Kingwood, or a conceptual artist in Sugarland.

David Hopkins is a writer of several short graphic novels including Karma Incorporated.
David Hopkins Karma Inc

Finally, Kaley set up shop on the floor next to her dad's table. He was selling original artwork, so she decided to as well. I'm not sure what these drawings are (dogs?), but the price was right (25 cents).
Kaley 1

But Kaley wanted you to know she was willing to draw ofther things as well!
Kaley 2

So Comicpalooza was not the greatest con I've attended (but far from the worst!). The turn out was pretty decent despite the swine flu craziness. For West Oaks Mall, they probably made a little money out of it. So malls that are suffering from high vacancies--turn your empty stores over to comic conventions, or craft shows, or bridge tournaments, or even avant-garde art installations!

But don't do what West Oaks Mall also did that day--they turned off the air conditioner.


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Sunday, May 03, 2009

A Comics Fact that I Find Completely Uninteresting

Joe Shuster (co-creator of Superman) did S&M/fetish art.

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