First off, I need to learn more names of other pros. I had some big time artists coming up to my table and had no clue whom they were. Mark Morales was standing in front of me for a good five minutes before I read his badge. And when I did I jumped out of my seat to begin my ass kissing (Mark is one of the few names I know). I was honored to trade him some art for some an Avengers page. Also met Tommy Lee Edwards and traded art with himTommy is in my top 10 for sure and was honored when he came by. Other great artists I met include Townsend, Jones, Cheeks, Canete, Epting, etc.
Secondly, I ended up crashing with Dustin Nguyen … again (remember my journal last year about sleeping with him and 15 other Asians on the floor?). A friend of mine snored like a sonic boom the night before so Dustin offered to let me crash with him. I tried to take the floor but he insisted I share the bed. We had a nice chat before dozing off together. I think our best talks happen when were either alone on road trips or in bed together. And if you arent overloading with gay jokes by now, how about this: next time Im going to bring a recorder and start a new podcast called Intimate Interviews with Sean. And, yes, theyll all end with breakfast the next morning.
Thirdly, my Wolverine Y piece only sold for $150 at the auction. That was a kick in the balls for sure. Mostly I just felt bad because I could have sold that for $300 and then given the money to the convention directlythus paying for the room they gave me.
Fourthly, I had an awesome ride in the elevator. Some friends of mine were helping me carry books and art, and some piece of the Wolverine ABCs was showing. Some chick in the crowded elevator suddenly said, Oh the Wolverine ABCS! I love that stuff. Sean is awesome. Because she didnt know I was standing right there, my friends start doing the normal thing: Sean Murphy sucks! Hes such an asshole. Who would ever hire that guy to draw? The girl apparently agreed with them with her response of, yeah, hes got a decent Deviant page, but nothing else looks as good as the ABCs. Then she got off and walked away without realizing that they were all kidding. Suddenly the whole elevator was laughing at me.
10 minutes later we were heading down on the elevator with some other strangers when my friends started at it again with annoying impersonations: Look at me, Im Sean Murphy! Everyone loves me. But really I just look like a huge dick. One of the strangers looked up at me and my friends, scanned each of our faces looking for the one who looked most dick like, settles on MY face, shakes my hand and says, you must be Sean Murphy. Again, laughter.
Have you ever thought about how awesome it would be if lots of people at a con knew your name? Trust me, its a mixed blessing.
But the good news was that the girl who shook my hand is doing DV8 for Wildstorm: Rebekah Isaacs. Again, I didnt know her name but I had seen her stuff and it was awesome. So if you get a chance to check that book out (other than for Woods great writing) be sure to pay close attention because shes really good.
In other news, Ive recently ended a few friendships and will be looking for NEW friendships, so if youre available and hate riding in elevators, then come and see me.