Every year, Comic-Con in San Diego, California takes up 4.5 days of my life. In reality it does more than that as it takes many more days for me to recover, as my body takes a toll from the stress, fatigue, dehydration, lack of sleep, loss of weight, lowering my immunity. Going to work the next day almost always guarantees falling sick. Then I suffer through sore throat, coughing and then fever for another week.
But I continue to put myself through Comic-Con this way, because it's worth it.
For four and a half days a year of my life, I am accepted for the artist that I am. People came to my table because they like the way I draw, the way I curve the lines, and way I put the shines in the character eyes. They weren't there to question me about the legitimacy of my "claims" of these popularity in superheroes/action movies/entertainment when really, all they have to do is not live under the rocks for the last decade watching those shallow reality shows, contests, and read something other than fashion magazines and tabloids. They weren't there to judge me base on the limited concept of what art is, telling me that I need to find a style, then, depending on the sake of arguments, neutralize my style so it doesn't so distinct. (I'm in agreement to improve. I just can't improve in two opposite directions) They didn't visit my table to advice me that I need to be more than just an animator, a storyboard artist, a concept person, a designer, or a presentation, while having trouble doing one task themselves.
They came for me, as an artist, and only me. Life is better with like minds.
Thank you, Deviant Art, for sponsoring and hosting the Artist Alley. Thank you, Comic-Con Artist Alley Staff, for managing the artists and our needs. Thank you, Clydene, for the kick ass management. Thank you, Larry, for the great years. Thank you, Liz, for spending your first SDCC hanging out with me. Thank you, Mikko, for finding my table in the sea of people. Thank you, Lisa, for making visiting my table part of your schedule. Cathy, I hope you went to the Community panel. Jonathan, I hope Kuso Vinyl keeps on selling great toys. Daniel, good catching you after so many years. Thank you, Jeremy, for ninja-snapshotting those photos of me while I am drawing. I am sure my mom liked seeing what I look like recently. Thank you, TingTing, for yanking the CCTV crew with you to interview me. Long, it was great to see you. We'll drink next time. You too, JenChan. And thank you, everyone who have visited me.
I don't know how many more years my body can keep up with Comic-Con. But you guys made it the best time of my life, every year.