But I digress. Onto the self-promotion!!!
This weekend, I'm going to the Small Press Expo in Bethesda, MD. Since I'm a humble non-paying dA user, you're just gonna have to live with this generic link and hope that it takes to you something relevant (don't worry -- I promise it's relevant... I also promise it's not just a photo of me nude riding a bucking horse in a field of flaxen wheat as the sun sets and forms a gorgeous purple horizon): [link]
I'm making the trek to our nation's (sorta) capitol with
And while I'm giving out props, I gotta drop a HUGE thx to
With me at table D5 (the "A" half of the table to be exact), I'm going to have tons of my comics, including some oldies and some newsies. Wait... I didn't mean newsies. I won't have any adolescent boys who sell newspapers for a living and break out into spontaneous song. I meant newbies. Whoops.
Anyway, I'm gonna have new shit. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to complete my painting in time. What painting, you ask? A painting of me nude riding a bucking horse in a field of flaxen wheat as the sun sets and forms a gorgeous purple horizon, of course.
What I will have are self-published comics, digital comic cards, and uhhhh ummmmm actually that's it. Just self-published comics and digital comic cards. Click on the first generic link in this journal to check out what I'll be peddling.
Anyhoo, that's it. I'm done. I've taken up enough of your time. Thx for listening. It's just that sometimes when I get started I can't stop. This has been a problem lately because I'll get, you know, uhhh *aroused* and I won't be able to come back down until I've had full relea-- WHOA. I definitely got carried away that time. My bad. SIGH. That's it. I'm done. For real. See you at SPX.







