Friday, March 4, 2016

ROAD TO PENSACON PART FOUR

Pensacon was in full swing on Friday, but I was told Saturday would be amazingly busy. That was no exaggeration. I was on the go from the moment I arrived at the Pensacola Bay Center - a little before the show opened early to fans who had purchased special VIP passes - to the moment I left. As I reported in yesterday’s blog entry, I signed a bunch of Isabella-written stuff, handed out fliers for the collections of my Black Lightning and Champions work of the 1970s, and drew dozens of “Godzilla” sketches. I wasn’t keeping track of how many sketches I did, but, if I had to guess, it was somewhere between 60 and 75 different ones.

In addition to the above “Artists Halo” activities, I answered all sorts of questions about my career for the fans, posed for photos with them and was interviewed for two or three podcasts. I didn’t keep track of the podcasts. Not taking proper notes is becoming a bad habit with me. Assuming the podcast folks let me know when the interviews are available online, I’ll share that information with you here and on Facebook and Twitter.

My only “gripe” about Pensacon was that I was afraid the convention wouldn’t be getting its money’s worth out of my appearance. I was only scheduled to appear on two panels, though I was drafted for a third panel. Two took place on Saturday and one on Sunday.

Quick digression. I enjoy appearing on panels and even moderating them. I can’t do back-to-back panels because I need to recharge a bit between such appearances, but I love doing them. If you are a convention promoter who is paying my expenses to be a guest at your event, don’t be shy about putting me on panels.

Before Pensacon’s main vendor area got swamped, I strolled around it for a spell. My first of two Pensacon purchases came when I met legendary Playboy cartoonist Doug Sneyd, whose great gag drawings for the magazines were among the reasons I could honestly say that I bought the magazine more for the cartoons and articles that the pretty ladies who wore smiles and little else.

I chatted with Sneyd for a bit and saw he was selling Unpublished Volume 1 [$25], a cool collection of cartoon roughs he had pitched to Playboy but which had not sold. I knew I had to have a copy of this book even before I found out Doug had drawn wonderful sketches  on the introduction page of each book. A great book and an original Sneyd sketch for $25? That might well have been the best bargain of the convention. I hope he has a Volume Two when next I see him at a convention.

My first panel was THE STORY CRAFT OF COMIC BOOKS at 1 pm. Hosted by Ryan Patel, the panel featured Victor Gischler, Barry Gregory, Mike Grell and Kelly Yates. We talked about the different methods of writing comic-book scripts, our individual preference for this or that method and our own process for writing our stories. I won’t speak for my fellow panelists, but here’s the Tony Isabella method of making with the stories.

I prefer to create/choose and get to know my characters first. The more I know them, the more they steer the direction of the stories. Some of my best moments have come when the characters lead me into some scene I hadn’t anticipated before we got there.

I prefer writing full-script because it gives me more command of my stories. But I can and have worked in just about every method known to the industry. I’ve written loose plots and panel-by-panel plots. I’ve broken down a story on index cards and then read the cards to the artist over the phone. I’ve sat down with an artist and worked out the story, scripting the pages as they were finished. I might prefer full-script writing but I pride myself on being adaptable to  the needs of the situation.

I don’t like artsy-fartsy comics. I believe that if you have a good story, you should tell it clearly and without the kind of “frills” so beloved by the academics who don’t think something can be art if it isn’t confusingly ponderous. Just tell the damn story!

My second panel of the day came via an invitation from moderators Thomas Boucher, Michael Manning and Thomas Strange. At my Artists Halo table, for their podcast, they interviewed me about the Black Bomber. Do a search on this DC Comics character who never was. You will be amazed and horrified in equal measure. They also invited me to join them for a panel they were doing that afternoon.

The HORRIBLE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE HORRIBLE STEREOTYPES IN COMIC BOOK HISTORY panel and slideshow took place at 4:45 pm. There had been a glitch in the earlier Black Bomber interview, so I told the tale again during the panel. Also discussed (and shown) were characters like “Pie Face”, “Egg Fu”, “Chop Chop”, “He-She”, “Steamboat” and too many others. It was a lively discussion that showed comic books had come a long way in recent years. Probably not quite far enough, but the journey was well underway.

Digression. The entire story of the Black Bomber and my subsequent creation of Black Lightning will be told again - with new details - in my forthcoming memoir of sorts. That book is a long way off, but I will let you know when it’s finished and when it’s available for purchase.

If I have any regret about attending Pensacon, it’s that I didn’t have the energy to enjoy the after-hours fun surrounding the show. Increasing my stamina for future events is definitely on my bucket list of things I want to accomplish this year.

On the way back to the hotel, I shared a van with Fred (the Hammer) Williamson, legendary NFL player and actor. We chatted a bit and I would speak to him at somewhat greater length on Monday morning at the airport. More on Williamson in a day or two.

In my room, I ordered a light meal from room service, answered the second batch of questions for an upcoming Alter Ego interview, did a bit of work for a client and ended the evening reading the first volume of Arina Tanemura’s Idol Dreams [Viz Media; $9.99].
                                                                        
Here’s the back-cover synopsis:

At age 31, office worker Chikage Deguchi feels she missed her chances at love and success. When word gets out that she’s a virgin, Chikage is humiliated and wishes she could turn back time to when she was still young and popular. She takes an experimental drug that changes her appearance back to when she was 15. Now Chikage is determined to pursue everything she missed out on all those years ago—including becoming a star.

I have mixed feelings about this manga. Chikage is an interesting, likeable protagonist. Some of the supporting characters, especially driven male teen idol Hibiki, are pretty interesting. However, the pairing of a 31-year-old woman with a teenager, even if they seem to have a merely professional relationship, creeps me out more than a little bit. I feel a similar uneasiness about Tokita, Chikage’s former classmate who supplies her with the drug and is secretly in love with her. I’ll have to read another volume or two to suss out if I like this series or not.

I’ll be back tomorrow with the penultimate chapter of my Pensacon 2016 report. See you then.

© 2016 Tony Isabella

Thursday, March 3, 2016

ROAD TO PENSACON PART THREE

Previously in Tony Isabella’s Bloggy Thing:

Bloggy Tony is a guest at the spectacular Pensacon. It’s February 19, Friday afternoon and the first day of the event, which is being held at the Pensacola Bay Center. Tony’s table is on the “Artists Halo” that overlooks the lower arena where the main vendors area is located. Switching to a more comfortable past tense, here’s what he did from his lofty perch...

I signed a great many Isabella-written books, comics and magazines. This sometimes happen when I go to a convention in a place where I have never gone to a convention previously. I tried to keep count, but failed in the midst of many great conversations with fans and guests. My best guess is I signed well over 300 different items and maybe as many as twice that number.

I handed out over a hundred fliers advertising two collections of my 1970s writing: Marvel Masterworks The Champions Volume One (now on sale) and Black Lightning Volume One (coming soon). These fliers were the ones I’ve posted in previous bloggy things. Designed by my lifelong friend Terry Fairbanks, they are printed on glossy paper and are signed by yours truly.

I also gave out little sheets containing the URLs of all my online venues. Here’s a list of them:

TONY ISABELLA’S BLOGGY THING:
http://tonyisabella.blogspot.com

TONY’S TIPS:
http://blog.talesofwonder.com

TONY ISABELLA on FACEBOOK:
https://www.facebook.com/tony.isabella

TONY ISABELLA on TWITTER:
@thetonyisabella

FIRST CHURCH OF GODZILLA:
https://www.facebook.com/FirstChurchOfGodzilla

OFFICIAL TONY ISABELLA MESSAGE BOARD:
https://www.facebook.com/groups/446602625422801

I also did something completely different:
                                                                          
Though I am not an artist, I started doing badly-drawn sketches and gave them away to fans who came to my table. As you can see above, I did Godzilla sketches and added gags to them.

Stop right there. I know the monster in the drawings doesn’t look like Godzilla. I can’t draw arms. I can’t really draw anything. But it was Godzilla’s “voice” I heard in my head as I drew these awful sketches and came up with the gags for them.

The “Godzilla” sketch above is one of several I wrote on the theme that Rodan is a filthy, disgusting, lice-ridden bird. Why there’s such bad blood between Godzilla and Rodan is unknown to me, but I bet Godzilla has good reasons for trash-talking Rodan.

I did some “Godzilla” sketches with political themes. There were a few “Feel the Burn” gags, but, as in real life, Donald Trump was a much easier target:
                                                                                   
I did some “Godzilla” shout-outs to my fellow Pensacon guests like Dave Dorman and Claudia Christian. My friend Alexi Vanderberg, who was mentioned in yesterday’s bloggy thing and who was supervising Christian signing her memoir at the Word Fire Press booth, gave her a sketch like the one recreated below.  As I learned when I spoke to her on Saturday, Claudia got a kick out of it.
                                                                                  
                                                                                 
Badly-drawn as these sketches were, the fans loved them. They would swing by my table on a regular basis to see whatever new ones I had done. After the convention, I received e-mails or notes telling me they had hung the sketches in their homes or offices. Which I guess is the equivalent of taping your child’s less-than-refined drawings on your refrigerator.

My plan going forward is to have real artists draw up these silly little gags of mine and produce small prints of them to sell when I attend conventions. If you think you’d like to collaborate with me on such frivolous fare, email me with a link to samples of your work. I’ll get back to you quickly.

Since I’m still getting over the bout of con crud I contracted at Wizard World Cleveland last week, today’s bloggy thing is a short one. But I’ll be back tomorrow with a full report on my Saturday at Pensacon 2016.

© 2016 Tony Isabella

CON CRUD ON THE RUN

I'm still suffering from the con crud I acquired at Wizard World Cleveland, but it does seem to be abating. I'm also still running way behind schedule, so I ask you to be patient if you're waiting on an email or some other response from me. I'll write and post the next part of my Pensacon 2016 report as soon as I can.

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

ROAD TO PENSACON PART TWO

                                                                      
On its first day, Friday, February 19, Pensacon didn’t open to the public until 1 pm. Which gave me plenty of time to do this and that before being driven to Pensacola Bay Center.

I had breakfast at the hotel restaurant where the staff had donned kind of sort of cosplay outfits. The hostess wore a Superman emblem shirt with a tutu. She also had a mask, but she wore it on top of her head. When I cautioned her that she needed the mask to protect her secret identity and her loved ones, she said the mask covered up her pretty eye makeup. Sigh. These young super-heroes today. I don’t know what the multiverse is coming to.

I spent the morning answering some questions for a future interview in Alter Ego and doing some reading. I started with Pensacola’s Downtown Crowd, a free monthly tabloid newspaper that devoted its cover and two interior pages to Pensacon. There were also a number of ads for restaurants and taverns that were doing promotional tie-ins with the convention. Pensacola gets behind the event in a big way, which is good for the con and good for the city.
I read the first book of Izumi Tsubaki’s Monthly Girls’ Nozako-Kun [Yen Press; $13]. High school student Sakura has a crush on fellow student Nozako...and tries to express this by telling him she’s his fan. Turns out Nozako is a shojo manga artist and he thinks she’s talking about his manga. This being a romantic comedy, Sakura ends up becoming one of Nozako’s assistants. I like the premise of this manga because I’m a sucker for fiction set in the comics industry, but the individual stories are often too short and too unfocused to deliver satisfying humor. The book is also hampered by a problem I have with many manga works: the characters aren’t visually distinct enough for me to instantly tell them apart. No recommendation this time out, but I will read the second volume and see if I like that book better than this one.

On my Kindle Fire, which I’ve finally started using, I also read a couple chapters of The Talented Miss Highsmith: The Secret Life and Serious Art of Patricia Highsmith by Joan Schenkar [St. Martin’s Press, 2009]. Though I’ve never read any of Highsmith’s novels or short stories, I became interested in her when I learned she wrote comic books in the 1940s. By most accounts, she seems to have been a most unpleasant person, but she makes a fascinating subject for  a biography.

On to the convention...
The Pensacola Bay Center is more an arena than a convention center, though it affords ample room for a convention. The first floor is an arena where various sporting events are held. That was the main dealers room for Pensacon. I didn’t spend a lot of time there, but I did get to say “hi” to Sensei Neal Adams, chat with my old buddy Mike Grell and briefly renew my acquaintance with Alexi Vandenberg, who I knew when I lived in New York. He was there with Word Fire Press, publisher of many fine books and novels.

The second floor of the center had the Pensacon panel rooms and its large celebrity autograph area. To get to the latter, fans had to walk down a long circular corridor. I’m not saying it was a bit of a hike to the celebrities, but I saw a man in tattered clothing and a week’s beard stubble crawling down the hallway asking for water. Photo opportunities with the celebrities were generally held in the dealers room.

What I dubbed “Artists Halo” was the third floor. It ran all around the circumference of the center. You could look down on the dealers room. Outside the halo was a food court offering various fast foods and beverages, some of them alcoholic. Though I did not imbibe of any spirits, I did develop a liking for the hamburgers. They were not worth $6 each, but they were tasty.

In addition to the areas open to the public, Pensacon had a really nice green room for guests of the events. It was well stocked with water and other beverages, snacks and even catered food from one of the local restaurants. It was one of the nicest green rooms that I have ever seen at a convention.

Throughout the convention, dozens of volunteers were there to help the guests and the fans. If guests needed someone to watch tables while they appeared on panels or took care of other business, the volunteers would cover that. If a guest couldn’t get away from his or her table, the volunteers would bring them whatever drinks and food they needed. I was helped by so many volunteers that I never got the chance to write down more than a few of their names. I’ll talk more about them down the line.

My table was next to comics artist John Dell on my right and famed Star Wars Dave Dorman on the left...which isn’t the usual political configuration of me and my old friend Dave. Both were great company during Pensacon. John deserves special praise for listing to more of my old stories than any human being should be subjected to over such a short period of time.

Also in my general vicinity were artist Bob McLeod (co-creator of The New Mutants), artist Steve Butler, British comics legend Simon Bisley, publisher/writer Barry Gregory of Ka-Blam Digital Printing, artist Mitch Byrd, author Nancy A. Collins (a dear online friend I was finally meeting in person), novelist and comics writer Victor Gischler, illustrator Mark Maddox (whose work I have long enjoyed in magazines like Mad Scientist and Video Watchdog, comics artist Mark Texeira, comics creator Kelly Yates and many other fine folks who I slight only because my memory needs an upgrade.

So what did I do at Pensacon? We’ll talk about that tomorrow as my report on the convention continues.

© 2016 Tony Isabella


CON CRUD CONTINUES

                                                                       

I'm into my third day of the con crud I caught at Wizard World Cleveland. I'm still operating in super slow mode, but I hope to post the second part of my Pensacon 2016 report later today. Where's "Hello Nurse" when you need her?

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

ROAD TO PENSACON PART ONE

Pensacon 2016, the Pensacola Comic Con, took place on the weekend of February 19-21 at the Pensacola Bay Center and a number of other locations near the Bay Center. I was invited to be a guest at the show. Thinking about leaving Ohio in February for Florida made it a no-brainer for me to accept that invitation.

Road to Pensacon stars Tony Isabella as the fast-talking Bob Hope, artist John Dell as the debonair Bing Crosby, and let’s say Claudia Christian as the breathtakingly beautiful Dorothy Lamour. For this year’s convention and public appearance reports I’ll be channeling the classic “Road to” pictures. Just because I can.

I was invited to Pensacon by convention chairman Mike Ensley. I had heard many good things about the event from friends, but was still surprised by how amazing my experience would be. While I don’t want to slight any of the many fine conventions I have attended in the past and are scheduled to attend this year, Pensacon might be the best-run convention that’s not San Diego’s Comic-Con International. I’ll have more on this in a bit.

Air travel being what it is today, I wasn’t going to have a direct flight from Cleveland to Pensacola. Still, the flight to transfer city Charlotte left on time and arrived early. It was an uneventful flight and the early arrival gave me more than sufficient time to get to my connecting flight. Alas, the Pensacola flight was delayed due to a flight attendant who became ill, necessitating some quick cleaning before the passengers could board.

I had a great time on the flight to Pensacola. I was sitting next to a man named Darius, who was on his way to a conference on how to bring neighborhoods together. He was an avid reader of comics when he was younger and still reads the occasional graphic novel. I have a growing interest in neighbors due to my horror at how Cleveland let its neighborhoods go to heck while it was building play palaces for the rich. We talked about families, village-like neighborhoods where the adults all look out for each other’s kids, living a good and high-minded life, embracing hope instead of fear and even the deterioration of the neighborhood where I grew up. It was a great talk and brought out some uncharacteristically smart comments from me. Darius seemed truly impressed by what I said. I wonder if I should write a book lying out my philosophy of life. Especially if I can include lots of humorous illustrations. I suppose I’ll have to add this notion to my long bucket list of things I want to write before I kick the bucket.

When I disembarked at the Pensacola airport, I saw Pensacon banners hanging all over the place. I saw circular signs containing quotes from science fiction movies. I saw that the arrival/departure gates had been designated “stargates” by the airport. That was my first inkling as to how involved the entire city was in this convention. I would later learn that several area restaurants and taverns were doing special themes for the weekend: Star Wars, Mallrats, vampires and werewolves, Rocky Horror, superheroes/supervillains, Hogwarts School, horror, Tron, Game of Thrones, and more.

At the baggage claim, I was greeted by smiling Pensacon volunteers holding up signs with my name and those of other convention guests. There was a vehicle waiting to whisk me to Crowne Plaza hotel. If there had been a wait for a vehicle, the convention had a room in the airport with drinks and food for its guests. I was stunned by all this effort.

It didn’t stop there. When I got to the hotel, the convention had already checked me into my room. If, at any time during the event, I would need to go to a store, restaurant or anywhere else, there were Pensacon drivers on call 24/7. That amazing level of treatment continued throughout the weekend and even beyond my Monday morning ride back to the airport.

At the hotel, I met Basil Gogos, the legendary artist who painted over fifty covers for Famous Monsters of Filmland back in the day. I also got to spend a few minutes with newsman Julio Diaz, a dear friend since the days of the original Tony Isabella Message Board at World Famous Comics.

As much as I wanted to explore Pensacola, I was exhausted from my long day of airport sitting, flying, more airport sitting and more flying. I spent Thursday night resting in my room. I read the new issue of Rick Norwood’s Comics Revue, watched the 199th episode of The Big Bang Theory, did a bit of work for a client, called Sainted Wife Barb and then got some much needed sleep.

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A few words about Comics Revue #357-359 (Manuscript Press; $19.95). This February 2016 issue is yet another reason why Comics Revue is one of my two or three favorite comics magazines. Every bimonthly issue features over a hundred pages of some of the greatest comics strips of all time. My favorites among them would include Tarzan, the Phantom, Buz Sawyer, Rick O’Shay, Steve Canyon and, especially, Modesty Blaise by Peter O’Donnell and artist Enrique Romero.

Modesty Blaise is one of my four favorite adventure strips, right up there with Dick Tracy, the Phantom and Terry and the Pirates. Reformed and retired criminals Modesty and Willie live by a code of honor that would do any hero proud. In this issue’s opening chapter of “Durango,” their intricate plan to rescue some friends meets an unexpected obstacle. I don’t doubt they will get out of this jam, but I can’t wait to see how they get out of it.

That’s all for now. I’ll be back tomorrow with my report on day one of Pensacon 2016.

© 2016 Tony Isabella

ATTACK OF THE CON CRUD

Today's bloggy thing will be posting a little later this morning. This is simply a heads up that, despite my best efforts, I am suffering from the dreaded con crud. I am able to work, but I'm working slowly and with much attendant coughing and discomfort. If you're waiting on anything from me, be it some response to an email or anything else, thanks for your patience.