Emerald City Comic Con, with its brilliant crowd of costumed nerds, was just over a week ago, and I had another great time visiting. What I loved the most was that I got a chance to once again say hello, and in some cases make a fool of myself in front of some of my very favorite comic book artists and writers.
Neal Adams is one of my heroes. I love the guy's art, but what's been a huge influence on me is his incredible graphic design asthetic. I schooled as a fine artist when I was younger, and then drifted toward graphic design by sort of absorbing what I saw other people doing. Neal is one of those incredible "old timers" who not only inspires you with his creative ability, but stands as a kind of icon in the sense that he's been doing what he does for decades. I guess I'm just amazed by the fact that he's been a genuine professional for so long... and still does great work today.
Anyway, Neal was kind enough to chat with me for a while, and then autographed one of my favorite covers. It was extremely hard to decide on just one book for him to sign.

The next big treat was meeting Denny O'Neil. It's no accident that the book I had him sign has a cover done by Neal Adams, as the two made history together time and time again. It's really weird walking up to a guy like Dennis O'Neil for the first time, because even though I've always been very much inspired and am more of a geek about worshipping the artists, it's the writers that are really responsible for my long time love of comic books as a form of entertainment. The only thing I could think to say was, "thank you for the great stories", and then he signed the book for me.

And speaking of writers that were responsible for getting me hooked on comics... Chris Claremont is probably single-handedly responsible for my having, in the eyes of my parents anyway, "wasted" a huge chunk of my childhood by obsessing over comic books.
I picked this copy of X-Men #94 for Mr. Claremont to sign, not for the obvious reasons, but because it represents the end of a lifespanning personal story: when I was a kid, I got hooked on X-Men comics some time after issue #100, and even at that point, back-issues of #94 were selling for way more than I could afford with my humble weekly allowance of five dollars. For years I used to sit and talk with my friends and fellow comic book nerds about how it would be great to find a copy of #94 in order to round out our collections. For the most part we all sort of resigned ourselves to believing that it would never happen, and as the decades progressed, the book hasn't exactly diminished in value.
So, fast forward to around a year or two ago, where I'm digging through a box of crappy torn up comics at a thrift store, and out comes this particular copy of X-Men #94. The book isn't in mint condition by a long shot, but it's probably in exactly the kind of shape that it would have been in if I had actually bought a copy back in 1975. I imagined that at some point a seven year old kid like me had really loved this thing, and for whatever reason, fate has dumped it into my hands... for 99 cents.
After boring him with this little story, Chris Claremont was kind enough to sign the book.

Today I tend to read mostly the various Batman titles, and it was really cool to spin past the tables where Tony Daniel and David Finch where sketching and signing.


Mike Mignola is a great artist and writer, and he was kind enough to sign this fantastic Batman variant cover that he did. I love this thing, and am very happy that I got to tell him so.

I'd spent pretty much the entire day chasing Scott Snyder from table to table, and every time I either showed up after he'd left, or got there after they'd capped the line. At around fifteen minuted before the convention was winding to a close, we wandered past the DC booth one last time. I saw that the line to see Scott Snyder was pretty much gone, so I made one last feeble request for an autograph, and the folks from DC took pity on me.
Scott's a cool guy, and the fact of the matter is that Batman and Swamp Thing have been my two favorites this past year. He Kindly signed yet another copy of Batman #1 for me--as I imagine he'd probably done a thousand times before I wandered over--and then called it a day.