Well, I’m back on the grid and ready to drop some updates. But to be honest, the notion of writing a long-winded blog post to fill you all in on my San Diego Comic Con 2014 experience, update plans for the DCV, social media launches, and the state of my liver after the heavy boozing over the last two weeks seems exhausting. So I’m just going to let this one flow ‘stream of consciousness’ style and see where it takes us. I hope to be brief. I also hope I’m wearing briefs because I just pissed myself with boredom (that’s a thing, right?).
First off, SDCC 2014 was incredible albeit lacking in energy and pizzazz. This year felt… smaller. I don’t know quite how to describe it. Missing was the grand spectacle of previous year’s booths, which would blow your mind as you first walked on the exhibit floor. Also seemingly in smaller numbers were the cosplayers. I honestly don’t recall seeing even one single Power Girl. Seriously. How the fuck was there no Power Girl cosplay? That’s usually the go-to cosplay for chicks who want to show off their magnificent rack. And finally, the crowd itself just seemed to be lacking the enthusiasm and energy of years past. It was a very low-energy vibe I got this year…
Please excuse me for posting material completely unrelated to Epoch Art, but I am still reeling from the exhausting experience that was this year’s Comic-Con International. For the uninitiated, Comic-Con International (typically just referred to as ‘Comic-Con’) is the single biggest yearly convention based around comic books, movies, television, video games, and toys; held yearly in sunny San Diego California. As a resident of San Diego (and a huge fan of all things nerdy), I am one of the privileged who graciously attends the four day event each year, soaking in the amazing exhibitors’ booths, spot-on cosplays, and entertaining panels.
This year was intense, as I spent many, many hours waiting in line for panels, walking the exhibit floor, buying Comic-Con exclusive swag, and eating at expensive restaurants. It was way too much time to be on one’s feet. I had three friends in town for the event who stayed at my house, so I had no downtime in the evenings either. The whole weekend was a blur of sensory