Otherwise, the guest list is all killer, with no filler: Lynda Barry, Charles Burns, Bill Griffith, Kate Beaton, Jillian Tamaki, Renee French, Adrian Tomine, Sammy Harkham, Gabrielle Bell, Paul Pope, Brian Chippendale, Irwin Hasen, Mark Alan Stamaty, Jordan Crane, Anders Nilsen, Leanne Shapton and Johnny Ryan.
Exhibitors include folks like Jim Rugg, Doug Allen, Mark Newgarden, Julia Wertz, Jason Little and Gary Leib. Publishers like D&Q, Adhouse and Sparkplug are setting up. I'm sure lots of other nifty creators and creative types will be there as well.
Speaking of Hasen, I'm on a panel dedicated to the veteran cartoonist of Golden Age and Dondi fame, along with Paul Pope and Nadel. I think we're supposed to nudge Hasen and keep him talking, although that's probably not going to be a problem. Hopefully some folks will come to listen to the guy discuss a life -- an actual, real, long life -- in comics. Hopefully they won't make me clean up after him. He talks while he eats, I hear.
The full list of panels and conversations can be found here .
Satellite events taking place during the weekend of the show can be found here.
The whole damned shebang happens here:
Our Lady of Mt. Carmel Church
275 North 8th Street
Williamsburg, Brooklyn, NY
Cost: FREE to the public.
I have to say, other than the panel, I have no idea what I'll be doing during the festival. I don't think I'm supposed to set up anywhere and do sketches or sign stuff other than for a short , dedicated "guesty" signing time. I think. I'd be perfectly willing to sit at a table all day doodling and signing anything, but I'm a guest, and I don't know what that means or how that works, I'll ask and get back to you. I'm trying not to worry about it too much, because based on most recent events I've attended, I won't be very busy if I sign. I don't make the kinds of comics most folks at this show create, I don't make "graphics", I know I'm going to feel odd man out. But it's a short drive and I like Dan and I'm chuffed at being asked to participate and help clean up afterward and I'm trying to get over my anxiety issues so I figured why not go and see some neat stuff and a few people I know and maybe talk comics with folks. Right? Right. My lack of art credentials don't mean Jock Mahoney here because I'm a guest. Gonna stay positive here. Yeah. Even if I do have to get the sandwiches and a Dr. Brown's Cream Soda for the Dondi guy.
Deep breath. Deep breath.
Anyway, so you're going, right? You should go. Just go. Bring something for me to sign so I look popular. The Hellboy crossover, the Animal Rites book, the Simpsons Treehouse issue (not the one with the formalism, the one with the Jack Kirby and blood spatter gags), the Liberty Comics thing nobody talked about, some of my older, funnier work you liked back in college or junior high, whatever. All I'm saying is don't leave me high and dry in my own home town, okay? Don't make me drive home crying like the kid at the end of The Last American Virgin. I'm having enough trouble already with this whole comics thing, so step lightly, okay? Don't Break The Ice, fer chrissakes.
Did I mention it's free?