I had the opportunity to go to A Lot A Con at Oneonta yesterday. It was a one day, first time out convention and for a first go at it, it was very well organized. Next year, I hope to spread the word a bit more and get more people to show. It also unfortunately fell on Free Comic Book Day.
I dragged my Knight, Rob with me to spread his comic and sell some prints.
We looked like this:
And this generally leaves everyone around us like this:
I learned that trick from my sickeningly cute parents. Blame them.
In any case, the con was going pretty well. We met some nice people, I sold some things:
And Rob took commissions on site in the form of drawing people as potatoes or doing custom monsters.
Here is my take on one of them:
Now, to understand the oddity that I really have become, you have to realize that when I'm stressed, I'll respond the same way in public that I do at home. This is generally fine, but it makes for some strange habits. One has been rationalized as a positive thing, which makes it even worse.
You see, if I'm drawing or sculpting or whatever and I am hungry and I don't want to get my food on everything, sometimes I'll just stick my head into whatever I'm eating, like I'm a horse:
Of course, this also works in the opposite direction, as it prevents my hands from touching my food when I've been doing artwork and my hands look like this, regardless of washing:
In any case, this certainly looks bizarre to the people around me, and because of the utter CRAP I've been ingesting lately, as well as how infrequently I eat, I've been getting headaches.
Having a migraine in a situation I can't really leave is usually something I can power through, but it makes it so I reeeaaallllly don't care what people think anymore. I'll make strange faces in an attempt to ease the pain, for example. After a while at this particular convention, I learned that if I closed my left eye, things were much better.
If I had an eye-patch, I could have just cosplayed as a pirate:
Rob suggested I get a mask, like the Phantom of the Opera:
Instead, I wound up like this:
Still, we reached out to a few fans (both known and new) and we managed to have a good time, regardless of my turning into a pumpkin.