Goddamn.
I came back with SEVERAL PAGES less art than I sold the year I went--esp. a nice Batman/Demon cover that looked kinda Tothish that I was proud of. There was no security, and they seemed more obsessed with the artists having the right business license than anything. One of the con organizers (a posturing martinet) had a fit about Nat Jones (who was--ironically--more famous by then than I'll ever be) watching my table, as well--so I got to leave my table unattended 75% of any time I left from Friday on...



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