Tuesday, 15 February 2011
Monday, 7 February 2011
The Comic Trade Fair...worth a shot...
Having not a load of experience with these comic conventions...there was a massive range of stuff...super hero's, war, zombies, films, stickers...etc, there were loads of customers; devoted collectors who come out in droves to such events (proper hardcore comic-con!).
(Insert June 12th, 2011: This convention seems to be a kind of comic antiques market, important, I think, to regard such events as an integral part of the whole sequential art matrix. I was informed by one of the traders that 'Kapow' is host to the current climate of comics. Andrew and I also took a trip to the 'MCM Comic Expo' this May...,current yes, but where the small beginnings of the independent comic artist may be in danger of drowning. I bought the latest 'Tpcat' illustrated comic: 'The Most Difficult Task' from representative Tom McNally, (a Biologist and also it's writer). I also discovered: Howard Hardiman's comic series 'The Lengths', and bought the first episode).
I was sat amongst it all like a fish out of water, with my peaceful graphic novel about a lost cat and her elderly owners. It seems that Bliss is forever set to cross thresholds (which she does throughout the story). It hasn't ever been the comic itself I have an interest in, but the way it's format offers such a diverse way of creating a story....and of course, a feast of drawing! I didn't feel unwelcome though, so I still hold out hope of perhaps a currently inappropriate event, in the future being peopled with other strays like myself. I like putting myself in situations out of the ordinary and it was a really interesting experience. I sold a few copies of my graphic novel, which to begin with, I had not expected to do... Here are some pics of our motley group. My mother (Judy Linnell) offered vital endorsement...she is well practiced from years of art fairs, shows and the like.
(Insert June 12th, 2011: This convention seems to be a kind of comic antiques market, important, I think, to regard such events as an integral part of the whole sequential art matrix. I was informed by one of the traders that 'Kapow' is host to the current climate of comics. Andrew and I also took a trip to the 'MCM Comic Expo' this May...,current yes, but where the small beginnings of the independent comic artist may be in danger of drowning. I bought the latest 'Tpcat' illustrated comic: 'The Most Difficult Task' from representative Tom McNally, (a Biologist and also it's writer). I also discovered: Howard Hardiman's comic series 'The Lengths', and bought the first episode).
I was sat amongst it all like a fish out of water, with my peaceful graphic novel about a lost cat and her elderly owners. It seems that Bliss is forever set to cross thresholds (which she does throughout the story). It hasn't ever been the comic itself I have an interest in, but the way it's format offers such a diverse way of creating a story....and of course, a feast of drawing! I didn't feel unwelcome though, so I still hold out hope of perhaps a currently inappropriate event, in the future being peopled with other strays like myself. I like putting myself in situations out of the ordinary and it was a really interesting experience. I sold a few copies of my graphic novel, which to begin with, I had not expected to do... Here are some pics of our motley group. My mother (Judy Linnell) offered vital endorsement...she is well practiced from years of art fairs, shows and the like.
Thursday, 20 January 2011
Next gig...
Domestic Bliss will be trying her hand (...well...her paw) amongst...mostly super hero’s on February the 6th, at this event...Here.Monday, 10 January 2011
Trailer...
Domestic Bliss: episode one, a graphic novel by Gwen Turner (Copyright 2010)
Trailer: Music and editing, produced by Gavin Childs, Gavino Productions (2010)
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
Current book:
A gift for Christmas that I shall read: A graphic novel version of The Heart of Darkness, by Joseph Conrad, (Artist Catherine Anyango).
Monday, 3 January 2011
Winter survival kit
(view out at the back garden...a steel cold sky, photo by Gwen Turner)
The drawing board...a helm of change in deep winter tides. Moments of progress spent 'paper acting' (I have coined the phrase). A subterranean heaven in my studio (the cellar)...I have good daylight bulbs though, so I won't get S.A.D.
Photo of me by me!
...H.A.P.P.Y N.E.W Y.E.A.R!
Photo of me by me!
Cold though, hence the rather attractive hat gear, and essential head phones for important transporting tunes (Robbie Williams, is actually good, but I feel abit bloated after a session with him...his greatest hits 1990-2010 album, 'In and out of conciousness'). Got heater sorted the other day so snug as a bug.
I found this invaluably handy before, and am likely to call on it's assistance again, as well as the heater!
...Oh, and my pen!
Insert, 2nd Feb 2011: I have further enhanced some theories that I wrote last March, here.
More inserts, 20th August 2011: Only now after summer highs, do hindsight benefits dribble together like Mercury. Looking back over this post is strange, I am able to see it with some clarity and confidence now. At the time it was a kind of fake "I am o.k." yet the feeling was of excitement and real fear. I can describe it better using the film Point Break as an example. Those bank robber surfers called 'The Ex-Presidents' choose to live on the margins of society and life, tripping in excess. But at a certain point in the film there is something sacred about it and it is simply just allowed; this feeling. A feeling that the character (played by Patrick Swaze) is so determined about before he takes his surf board to the giant centennial wave at the end. It can be madness but it is real, people cannot stop him (though they all try) and he will get no medal for bravery. That's it; that wave, that chance of the moment. His right to do it will be his only smell of true freedom (for him, it means right now, and ultimate death).
With it's different degrees, I won't need to go to the extent of their criminal violence to get to such a feeling. Surf board?....Nah...drawing board any day!
More inserts, 20th August 2011: Only now after summer highs, do hindsight benefits dribble together like Mercury. Looking back over this post is strange, I am able to see it with some clarity and confidence now. At the time it was a kind of fake "I am o.k." yet the feeling was of excitement and real fear. I can describe it better using the film Point Break as an example. Those bank robber surfers called 'The Ex-Presidents' choose to live on the margins of society and life, tripping in excess. But at a certain point in the film there is something sacred about it and it is simply just allowed; this feeling. A feeling that the character (played by Patrick Swaze) is so determined about before he takes his surf board to the giant centennial wave at the end. It can be madness but it is real, people cannot stop him (though they all try) and he will get no medal for bravery. That's it; that wave, that chance of the moment. His right to do it will be his only smell of true freedom (for him, it means right now, and ultimate death).
With it's different degrees, I won't need to go to the extent of their criminal violence to get to such a feeling. Surf board?....Nah...drawing board any day!
Saturday, 18 December 2010
Happy Christmas!
My Christmas cards for this year... (2010, what a crescendo!), a continuation from last years editions...(to be continued for next year too...)
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