Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Still Ill

I am so very sick, please feel pity for me and wish me well, the world needs more drawings of scantly-clad cartoon females.

:(
Lana

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Superlopez






Enrique Gato's animated short of Jan's (Juan López Fernández) superhero comic parody, one of my favorite comics, growing up. Check out Enrique's How-To tutorial The Making of Superlópez and more of his work.

Superlopez



Superlopez





-Alberto

Saturday, November 12, 2005

Homeland Insecurity

Peggy

Just got back from Texas... well, not really. I got home on Monday but I haven't found time to update the blog until now, my suitcase is still unpacked, I'm reluctant to open it at this point for fear of getting knocked out by the putrid smell of my dirty clothes.

I told you the trip to Texas was going to be a good one, but you didn't fuckin' believe me. Quite frankly, I also thought I wasn't going to top the fun I had at the New Hampshire show but I was dead wrong! This was, without a shadow of a doubt, the most fun I have ever had at any of the conventions so far, but let's start from the beginning:

I'm at La Guardia Airport in NY waiting to be fondled by the homeland task force, I've been traveling a great deal since 2003 so I already know what's involved, I travel light, wear sandals so they won't ask me to take my shoes off, I leave my belt at home and I put all my coins and metal objects in my carry-on bag so I won't set off the alarm, things are going smoothly until the big gorilla stops me in my tracks and informs me that I've been selected for "Additional" security screening, "Do I look like a terrorist?.. wait, don't answer that" he says "No Sir, you bought cheap tickets from an internet vendor, their computer chose you at random, we have nothing to do with this", I assume the position and the caressing begins, suddenly I realize I've made a big mistake, I have brought the same bag I took to Nashua last week, inside the bag I had a box cutter, a pair of scissors, 2 x-acto knives, a bunch of loose blades and a plastic gun, everything you're not supposed to bring onto an airplane. The box cutter and the x-acto blades I used to un-pack my books and to sharpen my pencils, the plastic gun I use for reference and the scissors I use to clip my toenails, (do I hear a collective Ewwww! ?).

The bag was handed to me after the inept security officers told me that they were done playing with my balls and that I was free to go. Not one of the items I mentioned was brought to my attention, I was shocked! I proceeded to my gate and eventually boarded the plane with my "special" cargo of deadly weapons. These are the people protecting us from the terrorist threat, you draw your own conclusions.


Wizard World Arlington
The show itself wasn't anything to write home about, the "Artist Alley" area (where most of the artists are sitting) was not in the main hall, convention goers had to walk across to the other side of the building in order to meet the artists, I'm positive many people didn't even know that other area existed, that was lame planning!

Henry Frew and I were sitting next to the talented Chris Moreno of "Monkey Vs. Lemur" fame and a great guy. John H. greeted me with 2 bars of Cadbury's roast almond chocolate, thank you, John. I also met my buddy Chad Townsend, who took over an empty table and sold plenty of his nice sketchbooks.

This is a ONE DAY convention for sure and that day is Saturday, Friday and Sunday sucked 7 kinds of ass, on those two days "Artist Alley" looked like a ghost town. Somehow we managed to recover our investment and made a few extra bucks to spend on food & entertainment.


The Texas Karaoke Massacre
The best part of the Wizard World Texas experience was the extracurricular activities, which happened soon after the convention halls emptied. Henry and yours truly hooked up with Greg Thompson and his wife Jennifer, my friend B. Clay Moore and the rest of the Image Comics crew, including: (but not limited to) Robbi Rodriguez, Jason LaTour, Grant Alter, Jeremy Haun, Tony Moore and his lovely bride Kara Fairfield, Russ Lowery, Ryan "K" Cody, Jim Mahfood and more childish individuals, too numerous to mention.

Friday night was nice and mellow, we all gathered around a cozy fire in the backyard, drank and socialized like normal human beings with Greg Thompson acting as our personal bartender, Greg added a touch of class to the all-geek affair, clad in a lovely ensamble: a stylish black tuxedo with bow tie and black shorts to match, of course no outfit of such elegance is ever complete without a filthy pair of worn out Vans.

On Saturday night, we were treated to such delicacies as BBQ burger Cincinnatti style, a mind-altering potato salad and a superbly baked corn bread, courtesy of the ever charming Kara Fairfield, of the Ohio Fairfields. If the evening would have ended right then and there, it would have been a success, I felt more than satisfied with both the meal and the company but there was more to come, yes, much more.

We drove to Fort Worth for the ultimate test of human endurance: Karaoke night! I can't tell you with certainty who went on first, all I can say is that the event was a boundless display of raw talent, the kind of talent that rivals American Idol at its worst and elevates idiocy to soaring heights.

The night saw Tony Moore's faithful and frightful rendition of Roger Miller's "King of The Road", Mineral Water Mike nearly popping an artery in a couple of performances worth the price of admission, Greg T. on his own, defying vertigo while belting an intoxicating version of Social Distortion's "Reach For The Sky" and teaming up with his better half, Jen in a crowd-pleasing delivery of Archie and Edith bunker's: "Those Were The Days". As if all that wasn't enough, the smooth-as-silk Jason LaTour brought the audience to its feet, singing Digital Underground's Hip-Hop classic: "The Humpty Dance", without ever looking at the lyrics.

And so the night went on with one moving performance after another until a local girl decided to put it on ice by venturing a sobering (and right down boring) rendition of Tori Amos' "Cut A Light Cheese", B. Clay Moore restored order soon after by regaling the lucky attendees with his unique take on Bobby Darin's "Mac The Knife"; Clay's unorthodox approach drew a long standing ovation from the inebriated throng, as he slowly built momentum in a masterfully timed crescendo towards the end of the song, not unlike a dormant Hawaiian volcano, erupting in a series of contortions and weird spasms worthy of a mental patient suffering from violent epileptic seizures, WHEW! I can almost feel the cold sweat running down my spine!.

Just when I thought I have seen it all, Robbi Rodriguez took the stage and proceeded to bring down the house with his own head-bashing interpretation of Ronny James Dio's anthem: "Holy Diver", Kara Fairfield of the Ohio Fairfields, overcame stage fright and gave us a moving adaptation of Madonna's "Papa Don't Preach", you're keeping your baby and I'm keeping mine, Kara.

Unfortunately I don't have the time to describe each and every performance, I took plenty of pics with the help of Grant Alter but alas my camera was stolen, lifted from my luggage, somewhere in the Fort Worth or Chicago airports, who the fuck knows?, pretty devastating if you'd ask me. Suffice to say they were all amazing in their own right. It really was a magical night, a night I'm still recovering from.


Luckily for you, there are pictures: B. Clay Moore's Photos Here


Abrazos,
-Alberto

Edit: It has come to my attention that many of you, dumb asses, don't use the Radio Blog feature located on the side bar, that is not just a text playlist, you can actually play music, entire songs in full stereo sound, just sit back, click on the name of the song and enjoy. This week's playlist features most of the songs on karaoke night.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Sittin' In Texas


For this very special occasion, I'm sharing tables and chairs with my good friend, the talented Henry R. Frew, If you're heading to Arlington for the Wizard World Show and wish to visit us, we will be sitting at table 2051 A&B in the artist alley area. I don't believe we're listed on the website, not sure about the printed program either (such is my luck).

See you there!

Abrazos,
-A