stuff I did today: multi-day edition

After ECCC, I came home and pretty much crashed for a couple of days. I spent like two days sitting in the living room in the dark playing Bloodborne; the third day was only half spent doing that, because Nick came over Tuesday night and we hung out some on Wednesday morning.
Today, I actually opened up the stuff I took to the con and put away all the merch I didn’t sell. I still have to put the other table stuff back in its usual place, but not today.
I also deposited the cash I got from the con – both profits and my boothmates paying their share. Putting $700 into an ATM is an odd experience.
Before that, I took a walk out through the park. It was really nice to be outside in the sun and not have to see very many people, and not have to worry about giving my pitch to a single one of them. Though I did end up giving my pitch today – I stopped at the comic shop to pick up a couple books they’d ordered for me, and mentioned I was paying cash for these two pricey hardbacks because I’d done well at ECCC, which lead to being asked what my comic was.

I did play some more Bloodborne. I made another run at the second boss (Father Gascoigne); I can get him into his final mode, and down to about 1/6 of his health, but I couldn’t quite seal the deal. If someone happens to rate one of my messages positively while I’m in the middle of my next attempt I’ll probably have him. And I might have him anyway, as said next attempt will be after a little grinding, which will probably result in both a level gain and a weapon upgrade for me. I’m quite sure whatever’s next will kick my ass in many ways.

I think a lot of the appeal of From’s games for me is the exploration. There is a part of my brain that is made very happy by things like “taking a long, winding path that leads to a place not too far from where I started, and finding a shortcut” or “seeing a place, wondering if I can get there, and finally piecing together enough of a mental map to get there”. The harsh difficulty of the game means you spend a lot of time going over the same places; the huge budget for modelling the world means it’s chock full of unique details and landmarks that make building a mental map a lot easier than most repetitive game worlds. I may never see the ending cinematic of this game or Dark Souls, let alone get 100% on either, but that’s not the point of these things for me at all. They’re just… a gorgeous theme park, with a lot of murder mixed in. And it makes my brain very happy to build a little mental model of these horrible labyrinths.

Or maybe the utter futility is part of the point for me. I’m not sure.

On pitching.

A tweet replying to that last post: “you may wish you were better at socializing but I am in envy of your concise pitching skills.”

Let me try to pass on some of those skills…

My pitches for my stuff are tight little nuggets of words. They start with a few hours sitting alone, contemplating the work at hand. I have one question in mind for a story: what's the emotional hook? When I find that, the next question is, how can I make it a surprise?

The naive way to pitch a story is to just start telling it. Let's say I was trying to pitch “Back To The Future”: “So there's this kid Marty, who likes to play guitars, and he has this crazy friend who's like a mad scientist, his name's Doc, and he makes all these wild inventions that are all totally useless until one day he takes a Delorean and turns it into a time machine, and…” By the time you get to what actually matters about the story the person you're telling it to has probably walked away. Or you've told the whole thing, spoilers and all, and why do they need to actually read it now? You gave it all away, right down to the uncomfortable moment where a suburban white kid co-opts the invention of rock and roll.

So we want to be more succinct. BTTF's central plot is that when Marty goes back to the 50s, his mother falls in love with him instead of his dorky father, and the resulting paradox begins to slowly erase his existence. He's got to play matchmaker, and then get back to his home time of the 80s. That's shorter but it's still a hell of a lot of words.

Someone standing on the other side of your table at a con is overwhelmed with information. The less you make them process, the better. Does it matter what the hero's name is? Nope. Take out the details that don't matter: “It's about a kid who goes back in time and falls in love with his mother. He's got to make her love his father instead before paradox wipes him out of existence.”

One short sentence with the simplest words possible that will reach out and grab your audience by the feels. Ideally there's a bit of a twist; “falls in love with his mother” isn't something that you would normally expect after “goes back in time”. That surprises the listener. You've got their attention; you've posed a problem, now you complicate it with the second sentence: he's got to play matchmaker, with the universe providing a harsh time limit.

So when I pitch Rita, I don't tell people about the details. I just say “It's about a robot lady dragged out of reality by her ex-boyfriend.” They laugh. Almost everyone has had That One Ex who drags then into their own special world of craziness, or knows someone who has; it's a situation they can sympathize with. And then the second sentence complicates her problem, and raises the stakes: “She's got to pull herself together across four parallel worlds before a hive-mind can take over the planet.” A bunch of complicated concepts that I really don't think people would be interested in without the emotional hook, but the first sentence has them already rooting for Rita, and starting to be willing to follow her through her particular odyssey.

It's kind of like reducing the entire story to a haiku. Meter is important; it has to flow off the tongue in an easy rhythm. And you need a surprising twist. This pitch was originally a little longer, but repeating it a few hundred times at every con for the past three years has smoothed all the sharp corners off and turned it into something that just falls out of my mouth automatically.

(I also have a shorter, snarkier version that I mostly use when I don't need to sell it to someone and want to express my delight that I'm making a living with something this absurd: “it's about a lesbian robot with PKD problems”. Which actually sold a book this weekend to someone who reflexively unpacks “PKD” into “Philip K Dick”. It's risky to do this IMHO, as it limits the appeal to people who do that. Same with saying “it's Mage, The Hero Discovered meets Rozencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead” or whatever two existing works it can be defined in terms of – that's an accurate description of my long-gestating next comic, but utter gibberish to anyone who's not familiar with both stories.)

I don't unload the whole pitch at once. Someone stops at my table and starts looking at my stuff, they get told “I have prints, a Tarot deck, and a comic about a robot lady dragged out of reality by her ex-boyfriend.” If they gravitate to the deck, they start getting its pitch (which is a very different beast, as it's not a STORY I'm selling there). If they laugh at the ex-boyfriend line – especially if they say something like “oh I've had that happen!” then they get the second sentence of the Rita pitch, and an encouragement to flip through the book. If they pick it up, I tell them it's book 1 of 3, the last one will be on the Kickstarters around summer, and let them read. Eventually they either buy the book, move to the deck, or say “thanks” and walk away; the last gets told “take a flyer, you can read it all for free online.”

The deck's pitch is different. There's no emotion there, all I've found is a list of facts: “this is my Tarot deck, 99 cards, based on the Thoth and Golden Dawn decks, hidden images that appear when the light hits some cards just right. Comes with a full-color book, and is fully prepared to give you the finger.” I'll leave the bit about its heritage out sometimes based on how likely I think the viewer is to know what that means; if they stick around and dig through it I'll tell them that eventually. If they go “Ooh! A Tarot deck!” and make a beeline from across the aisle, and I see some occult signifiers (jewelry, tattoos, etc) then they definitely get it.

Some people don't show a reaction to any of my pitches. That's fine. I don't hector them; I say something like “thanks for stopping by, have an awesome con!” and let them move on. My work is not for everyone and never will be, and I'm fine with that. I also don't try to drag in everyone who comes within shouting distance of my table; I try to draw in people whose gaze lingers on my work, and if they slow to a stop they get the beginning of the pitches. I've seen people do well with more aggressive huckstering but I'm really not comfortable with it; it tends to push away the people who aren't interested, and away from your neighbor as well. I'm never happy when I'm next to one of those folks.

Nobody standing on the other side of your table for the first time cares what the name of your main character is. Or how long the book is, or what genre it can be pigeonholed into. Telling them this is just more random trivia to bounce around in a brain already full of all the other sights and sounds of the con.

You've got about fifteen seconds to engage a random con-goer's emotional mirroring circuitry. Make them count. Once you've got that, then you can tell them a little about your crazy dystopia where everyone is given a color-coded jumpsuit at the age of 25 and sent out into an uncaring world of elves and orcs, or whatever particular sf/f bullshit you thought would be cool to write a story about.

More on ECCC.

Some scattered thoughts about ECCC.

Best cosplay: the guy as Scarlet Witch. Headpiece, cape, tights, and very very filled bikini bottom. Nothing else. I think I lost a sale by pausing in the middle of my pitch to whoop my approval at him. Did not care. Was so worth it.

Weirdest question: someone passing my table asked “do you have any Final Fantasy fan art?”. The idea of going to a con and looking for fan art of a specific franchise just feels so alien to me.

I wish I was better at socializing.

 

ECCC 2015

That was a pretty damn good con.

At the end of ECCC2014, I impulsively got together a few friends to share two booths this year. I asked for a location either in the middle of the second hall, or in the first hall.

We got into the first hall. This meant that a huge percentage of the 80k people attending the show passed by our booths. Not all of them did, and only some of them stopped, and only some of them spent money. But I made back my portion of the booth on the first day, and did at least similarly well each of the next days. And I went through a little more than 300 business cards. I don’t expect more than a small percentage of the people who picked those up to come visit my site, let alone give me money in the future, but I’ve still definitely expanded my audience. Which is my primary reason to go to these things right now.

That said, the money I got at this con plus the money I’m making from Patreon this month is going to be able to pay my rent. And I’m pretty goddamn happy about that! I am finally a Pro Artist.

Things I need to do for next year:
– amend my signage to include the blurb Phil Foglio was gracious enough to give me – I was about one diagonal block away from his booth and saw a lot more people sporting Girl Genius shirts than I have before.
– add some Rita prints to the print book (at the suggestion of some fans who wanted to buy just that, and were kind enough to point out panels they thought would work well)
– have some stickers/buttons/some kind of cheap little purchase, both for returning fans who I can’t quite give a new book to yet, and for people who’re in the Just Curious stage. Probably stickers; they’re very flat. I like flat things. They’re compact.

Also I think I need to replace my sign with a taller one. I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.

Only half of the folks at my pair of booths made a profit, but everyone is down for doing this next year. So I signed up for two booths again. Here’s hoping I can still have the same awesome placement.

(Protip: When applying for a con, look at the map of last year and ask for a good location. You might not get it but you sure won’t get it if you don’t ask.)

And now I am going to sit in the living room and play Bloodborne for a couple of days. 

Wifi splitter?

This year at ECCC, phone reception was abysmal. And the Internet was usurious – $150 per device for the weekend, not too good when you have six people in one booth. Or $2400 for them to drop a wireless repeater in your booth. Or $3500 for them to run a dedicated line to a hotspot in your booth. Neither of these two options were attractive either.

But then again, neither is trying to use Square’s offline mode and discovering that it drops everything it’s cached when your phone runs out of juice. Which is more likely to happen when it’s trying to get signal in a crowded environment like a con. So that’s a hundred or two of card payments I’m out from today. The rest of the con is gonna be cash only, I think.

I’m probably going to do a group booth again next year. I’d like to have something in my bag to let me connect to the convention center internet and only pay once, then act as a hotspot so everyone in my booth can happily take credit cards all day. Is there a good way to do this? It’ll have to have some way of browsing the web, to log into the portal and pay their $$$. It’ll also need to run on batteries, ideally for about 8-10 hours without a recharge…

Any other suggestions for ways to get internet in the middle of ~80k people tweeting instagramming vining etc their con without spending more money than we can reliably expect to take in are welcome.

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edit. AHA, I did some digging and found MyWi which lets a jailbroken iPhone do what I am looking for. Now to get EVERYONE to bring spare USB batteries tomorrow, especially since I am a moron who left her emptied-out battery at the table…

Edit again, after the con: it turns out that Square’s offline mode DOES keep everything, it just takes a little while to show up in the recent transactions tab. And it also turned out that the convention center’s wifi is wise to my wifi-sharing tricks and refused to work, boooo. I’ll be doing ECCC2016 in Square’s offline mode unless I can hook up with like 8 other people besides my crew to split the $2400 cost of an official repeater down to almost sane levels.

an old rough

I was digging through some old files and I found this sketch from 2003. I still like it. I should finish it sometime.

fox

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Idle doodling using the graphic styles I’m creating for ‘Drowning City’. 100% Illustrator; source file here if you’re curious. It’s a mix of techniques: bristle brushes, subtle radial gradients, art brushes, and a whole lot of effect->distort & transform->roughen.

I’ve really been starting to embrace sloppiness lately.

EDC

I recently got what I think may be pretty much the perfect computer bag for me; it’s quickly displaced the previous champion (a blue leather Clark & Mayfield “Irvington”). I want to show off the organization of my new six pound cartooning studio, so here are some photos of what I keep in it, and how.

 

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The new bag is an Ogio “Tribeca”. It’s designed to be only a tiny bit bigger than a 13″ laptop. At first I thought it wasn’t going to work out, but after a little rearrangement, everything works great. It came with a nylon strap, which I replaced with the leather strap from the aforementioned Clark & Mayfield bag; the big thing this strap change offers is the ability to unhook it easily when I’m wearing a hat too big enough to get the strap over while I’m sitting down on the bus. Which is a regular occurrence in summer, when I regularly wear huge, colorful straw hats with a stiff brim.

And, of course, any bag I own ends up with carabiners, so I can attach a water bottle to it. Or a hat I’m not wearing, or a fold-up shopping bag, or my light coat when it gets a little too hot.

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There are four fabric loops sewn into the seams on this side, two on a short end, two on a long end. The intended use is to be able to hang it from the straps in either landscape or portrait orientation, but it’s also nice to have an extra place to hang a carabiner or two. (I originally wanted to use it portrait, but the pockets just aren’t very accessible this way.)

The metal circles between the bag and the strap are extra-large keychains. This both gives me something to easily hook the strap onto, and provides a stylish accent. There’s also a couple small ones in the same fabric loops, that I’m experimenting with hanging carabiners from.

The big pocket on this side has a little icon in it suggesting it be used for a keyboard, presumably to hook to your tablet. But I’m using it for some essentials I want quick access to: phone, kleenex, and a tube of roll-on sunscreen. The latter is not exactly a thing I need quick access to, but that’s the best pocket for it – and I definitely consider it an essential, because spring in Seattle can change between “need a light coat” and “want to run around in the sunlight” pretty quickly. When I do the latter, I need to be able to smear sunscreen all over my huge wing tattoos to protect them from fading. Every one of my bags has some sunscreen kicking around somewhere in it.

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The other side unzips on two edges. Wallet, Wacom stylus, keys, and you can barely see the retractible USB cable I use to connect the Wacom to the computer poking out of the pocket it shares with the stylus stand. I’m using the squat cone stylus rest that came with my older tablet rather than the little barrel stylus rest full of spare nibs that came with the newer one; it sits in the very limited space without making a weird-looking bulge on the outside.

The keys are clipped to a chain, which is clipped to the ultra-short strap sewn into the bag. The strap has a little plastic latch so you could theoretically unclip it to deal with unlocking a door, but in practice I found that too fiddly. Now I can just yank the keys out and stick ’em in the lock without disconnecting anything.

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Inside: 13″ Air, and a Wacom tablet with almost exactly the same footprint as the computer. Also some earbuds, a spare pack of Kleenex (I’m slightly allergic to the world, it’s a lot better than it used to be but I still really need to keep the things handy), and a handful of fliers for Rita. I always keep flyers in my computer bag, because I have people in cafes or wherever ask me about what I’m drawing just often enough that I like to be able to give them the elevator pitch, then hand them a flier. I guess I’ll have to replace them with Drowning City fliers in a few months…

There’s a little diagonal strap on the flap between the computer and other stuff. It’s intended to keep a tablet from falling out. Which I guess will be useful when I take this on the plane and want a tablet for reading with. I miiight try sticking an organizer grid in this area but that might invite me to keep too damn many things in this bag – though I’ll want a way to add the power brick, and the phone battery, when I’m taking a trip. Must ponder.

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And this is everything that goes in the bag. Not bad, I think. The laptop, keys, and phone come out when I get home; everything else just lives in the bag so it’s there when I want to go out.

The only thing I’m really lacking here is a handle; I find I like to be able to lift it one-handed now and then without fiddling with the shoulder strap. I’ll have to find something short to hook on the same rings I’m using for the shoulder strap. It’d also be nice to have a folding tote bag that folds flat enough to stick in the same compartment as the fliers instead of having it bouncing on the back of the bag all the time.

The great thing about this setup is how light it is. The C&M bag that was my previous go-to bag is a bit roomier than this – I kinda miss the ability to carry a sketchbook and some pens, or maybe a handful of copies of Rita, or whatever – but that sucker weighs like 2.6 pounds all by itself. This one only weighs two pounds, and its smallness made me think hard about What Belongs In It. Fully loaded (not counting a full bottle of water) it’s about six pounds; it really feels more like a slightly large purse in terms of size and weight than a tote bag. Not bad for something I paid about $50 for.

 

 

Jupiter Ascending

On impulse, I went to see the new movie from the Wachowskis,  “Jupiter Ascending” today. I wasn’t expecting that much – the reviews have been generally terrible, citing an incoherent plot. I was hoping that it would be gorgeous and would only insult my intelligence a little.

The reviewers are fucking idiots.

This movie is gorgeous. It is wall to wall eyegasms. And it explains its plot perfectly fine; it just assumes you’re actually intelligent, and doesn’t set everything out for you at the beginning. The dialogue is mixed clearly, so it’s easy to figure out what the hell is going on.

It also has a climactic fight that takes place between a dragon-man and a sexy space werewolf who has shoes that let him rail-grind on thin air. In the middle of a giant refinery that looks like a Gothic cathedral. Said refinery is slowly sinking into Jupiter’s atmosphere, and is collapsing around everyone during the fight.

The design in this movie is amazing. The spaceships. Oh my fuck the spaceships. My jaw dropped at some of the shots of the spaceships. I cannot remember the last time I wanted a movie’s art book this bad – hell, this is the first time I can remenber wanting one in the first place, to be honest, and there doesn’t seem to be one. AAARG.

Go see this movie while it is still on the big screen. Prepare to have multiple eyegasms. And a surprisingly intelligent plot to go with them.

There is one movie this reminds me of more than anything else: The Fifth Element. Gorgeous, self-aware, and told with the narrative terseness of a French SF comic book. And utterly panned by the critics.

Spring!

I was walking alongside a street full of cars waiting for the light. A guy shouted, “Hey! I like your tattoo!” out his open window.

“Thanks!”, I shouted back, and spread my arms wide to show off the full spread of my wings as I kept walking.

A chorus of “Wow” “Oooh” “Holy cow” came from the guy and his buddies. I grinned to myself.

I didn’t know until that moment just how much I’ve missed those kinds of little interactions.