Back from MFF!
Whew!
Con was exhausting, as they always are, but pretty good. Sales weren't fantastic--art show was down for everybody, I'm told, and I have nothing to judge table sales/commissions against other than Anthrocon, which is my biggest con of the year, so by those standards, it wasn't all that hot--alas, without being a GoH and having them actually pay for my hotel room, I still can't quite afford to do it as a yearly con. I wouldn't lose money, but I'd be working like a dog for the weekend and the two-week run-up to turn a couple hundred bucks worth of profit, and my time is growing increasingly, terrifyingly precious, so it's not quite feasible yet.
I hold out hope for the future, though--they're growing like gangbusters, and I'll definitely try it again in a few years!
Practicalities aside, it was a VERY fun convention. Hung out with the artist cadre, got drunk with
missmonstermel had sushi with drzarron and spent Sunday evening with dark_natasha who decided, with the extreme punchiness that one gets at the end of a con, that I needed to learn to draw vore.* I retaliated by deciding that she needed to draw phalloi, which she took to like a duck to water. We only had a couple of sketchbooks lying around though, so Kevin, who had never had a sketchbook before at a con and didn't really know what to do with it, is now the very proud owner of one that has things. Terrible, terrible things.** The con staff started coming up to the guest suite to see this sketchbook. (Personally, I think Natasha's phalloi nursing a litter of little...phallets?...was genius...) He is very happy. (A number of other artists who wandered in also contributed, but in the interests of preserving their reputations, I shall not name names.)
And we came home. Apparently the birds came out in force while we were gone--at this moment, I can see three kinds of woodpecker, including the big pileated, and so far this morning there's been a flycatcher and a kinglet and some random sparrows and a flock of juncoes and the usual more common garden birds.
Now, to get ready for Thanksgiving...and FC in two months...
*A type of porn where people get off on things being eaten by other things. And being happy about it. You see it in some furry art and a lot of R. Crumb drawings and hentai and barbecue signs and don't ask why people find this hot because I haven't a CLUE. Mind you, I don't get the inflation stuff or the macro stuff either, but hey, different strokes, haggis shortages, etc.
**Once you've drawn it, you can't undraw it!
Con was exhausting, as they always are, but pretty good. Sales weren't fantastic--art show was down for everybody, I'm told, and I have nothing to judge table sales/commissions against other than Anthrocon, which is my biggest con of the year, so by those standards, it wasn't all that hot--alas, without being a GoH and having them actually pay for my hotel room, I still can't quite afford to do it as a yearly con. I wouldn't lose money, but I'd be working like a dog for the weekend and the two-week run-up to turn a couple hundred bucks worth of profit, and my time is growing increasingly, terrifyingly precious, so it's not quite feasible yet.
I hold out hope for the future, though--they're growing like gangbusters, and I'll definitely try it again in a few years!
Practicalities aside, it was a VERY fun convention. Hung out with the artist cadre, got drunk with
missmonstermel had sushi with drzarron and spent Sunday evening with dark_natasha who decided, with the extreme punchiness that one gets at the end of a con, that I needed to learn to draw vore.* I retaliated by deciding that she needed to draw phalloi, which she took to like a duck to water. We only had a couple of sketchbooks lying around though, so Kevin, who had never had a sketchbook before at a con and didn't really know what to do with it, is now the very proud owner of one that has things. Terrible, terrible things.** The con staff started coming up to the guest suite to see this sketchbook. (Personally, I think Natasha's phalloi nursing a litter of little...phallets?...was genius...) He is very happy. (A number of other artists who wandered in also contributed, but in the interests of preserving their reputations, I shall not name names.) And we came home. Apparently the birds came out in force while we were gone--at this moment, I can see three kinds of woodpecker, including the big pileated, and so far this morning there's been a flycatcher and a kinglet and some random sparrows and a flock of juncoes and the usual more common garden birds.
Now, to get ready for Thanksgiving...and FC in two months...
*A type of porn where people get off on things being eaten by other things. And being happy about it. You see it in some furry art and a lot of R. Crumb drawings and hentai and barbecue signs and don't ask why people find this hot because I haven't a CLUE. Mind you, I don't get the inflation stuff or the macro stuff either, but hey, different strokes, haggis shortages, etc.
**Once you've drawn it, you can't undraw it!