Recently, I made my way down South to take part in an event near Comic-con called Trickster. This is my first year down to endulge in a piece of San Diego’s infamous mid-summer fiasco known as Comic-con. I didn’t get a ticket to the con, but these days its easy to get a feel for how gigantic an event it has become just by walking around the perimeter.
Tr!ckster, the event I went down there for, is on its second year. This year it was located several blocks and a safe distance from the hub of the entertainment fiasco, but still close enough to be accessible for everyone.
The event (www.trickstertrickster.com)was started just a few years ago by storyboard artists Scott Morse and Ted Mathot and Anita Coulter as an event across the street from Comic-con. A little place of hideaway for comic and art fans, as well as an escape from the mother load of entertainment fiasco near by. Functioning as part bookstore, and part social get together, it was all about just having a place where artists could meet other artists, where any artist or writer off the street could come and enjoy an informal get together to talk shop and share their stories.
The three days of the event were a combination of good times and good people. The mornings at Trickster were a series of symposiums, a discussion of professionals and newcomers alike, to share old ideas, and discuss new ones. This period wasn’t mean to be a panel, but to embrace a more open ended, everyone is invited to share their ideas, or problems they have encountered in storytelling or character development. This seemed to be the philosophy of Trickster all in all. I for one, sitting quietly in the back of the crowd, was certainly interested in what everyone had to say.
The people I met, too many to remember, I was so happy to see there. Lots of important faces showed up to give the new event some support. David Mack, Guillermo del Torro, Dave Mckean, Barron Storey, Jim Mahfood, Craig Thompson (author of Blankets) and many other writers and artists.
The beautiful thing about Trickster, was in how accessible it was for everyone. With no cover fee or admission, anyone could come and check it out. And the opportunity to meet other professionals, whether beginner or rockstar, everyone was on the same green. Without pretentiousness or awkward convention floor table conversation, getting to meet your favorite artist was as easy as saying, hey what’s that your drinking- a hot tottie? For the record I witnessed no writer or artist order such a drink.
A couple of books I put together for the store. The picture below: a series of handmade books, a little story about a pigeon, along with individual little paintings I threw in the inside jacket. Above: a little book of sketches and paintings.
During the night, with the combination of the two bars, the live dj, and free figure drawing, the event blew up. After 7pm, Comic-con closed its doors to the public crowds, and all the fan boys carrying around sketchbooks looking to draw girls in costumes, but avoiding any confrontations at the bar or dance floor swarmed the building.
Here are a few sketches from the drawing night *colors added later:)