
Alternative Press Expo
OK, I have to be honest, the part of Comicon that thrills me the most while at the same time makes me the most uncomfortable is Artist’s Row. It thrills me because the people who actually make big name and independent books alike are there to show off their stuff. It makes me uncomfortable, because a large portion of the artwork is just mediocre and I know that most will never make it beyond the small pity sales they get at the con. The Alternative Press Expo (APE) is that x10.
I’d never been to an APE convention before and was excited to see and learn more about smaller publishers, as well as the independent and self-published market. I’d been a bit out of touch since moving from Los Angeles. I could tell before entering The Concourse in San Francisco what to expect as far as the crowd goes — a lot of mod and goth, clove cigarettes being smoked at every exit, and a lot of Betty Page haircuts. Not that I was prejudging, because I don’t care what people wear, smoke or think, but it did give me a quick insight as to what to expect when I went into the venue.
My inclination at conventions is to impulse shop because it better suits my personality, but there is always the chance of blowing my wad before finding the hidden gems, so I walked the entire showroom floor before spending any of my hard-earned cash. After my initial walk-through, I knew exactly where I wanted to go. This was really just delayed impulse buying, because I was mentally noting the books I wanted as I filed past the many I wanted nothing to do with.

Sonambulo: Mexican Stand-Off by Rafael Novarro
First to get my money was a sweet looking book published by 9th Circle called Sonambulo, which can best be described as a dark noir, horror with Lucha Libre thrown in — the title character is a former Lucha Libre fighter.
I bought a trilogy storyline called “Mexican Stand-Off” and got a fourth follow-up for free. Nice! Sonambulo author and artist Rafael Novarro was there and was cool enough to sign all four copies — cool people abound at APE. Except for reading a couple of pages from the first issue of Mexican Stand-Off, I haven’t gone through all of the issues, so I’ll have a more detailed review later, but I have high hopes for this one.
My next purchase was as close to a guilt buy as I came. One of the reasons I don’t do a whole lot of talking at these events — I really do love talking to the artists — is because I then feel compelled to buy something of theirs, regardless of the quality. I’m weak, I admit it, so what? Shortly after getting my feet wet with Sonambulo and feeling pretty good about it, I hesitated for a bit too long at a table that had some nicely inked 11×17 drawings laying out. That was window enough for one of the salespeople to notice my E3 2000 shirt (yes, I’m old — shut up) and we started talking a bit about the game industry past and present. That was cool. While we were talking, I was browsing through the self-published comics and sketch books (will you people stop making these fucking sketch books?) and found the quality of that art in the books to pale in comparison with the nice prints on display. Annoying. Even more annoying was my inability to say “Hey, nice chat. Thanks and good luck!”. I did say something along those lines, but not before caving in and buying one of the stories called Native Drums. I haven’t read it yet, but I know the artwork inside doesn’t represent the best the artist can do, and that already leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. If you want people to buy your stuff, don’t show your beautifully inked work next to obviously rushed and uninspired work in comic form. I’ll leave judgment for later, but it’ll be a tough sell. My fault on this one.

Byron: Mad, Bad and Dangerous by Karl Christian Krumpholz
Next came the Slave Labor Graphics table, one of the largest spreads in the show. I have a fondness for Slave Labor Graphics because back in 1986, I bought on of their first titles, Samurai Penguin, and drove over to their comic shop in San Jose, California to have them sign issue number one. Since then I’ve purchased some of their graphic novels but need to pay more attention to them in the future. So I perused the many titles they had laid out there and settled on a graphic novel entitled “Byron: Mad, Bad and Dangerous” by Karl Christian Krumpholz. Again, I haven’t read the book yet, but the artwork and story synopsis intrigue me and I can’t wait to dive in. Like Sonambulo, a more detailed review is forthcoming. Mr. Krumpholz was their and gave me a personlized signing on the interior. I love that!

A nice thank you gift for donating to The Cartoon Art Museum
Right next to Slave Labor was the fabulous Cartoon Art Museum. One of their current exhibitions is Monsters of Webcomics which highlights some really cool serialized comics and cartoons on the web and as a token of thanks for my donation (donate the shit out of these guys! They do real good in the world!), I got a nifty little piece of art by Jonathan Lemon, creator of “Rabbits Against Magic,” a funny web comic I recently
discovered. Mr. Lemon was there, too, so he signed a RAM postcard for me. Have I mentioned that I love stuff like that?
The last books to get my dough were some I’ve been meaning to buy for quite a while were a couple of Elephantmen compilations, “Elephantmen: Wounded Animals” and ” Elephantmen: War Toys” (Volume 1: No Surrender), published by Image.

Elephantmen: Wounded Animals by Starkings, Moritat, et al.
I’m a sucker for bad-ass anthropomorphic sci-fi beasts and from the moment I saw the first teaser images for the book, I was intrigued. While customer service wasn’t top on their minds, Mr. Starkings and Mr. Moritat were there and Mr. Starkings, the artist and co-creator was kind enough to personalize both War Toys and Wounded Animals for me, so they helped end the day on a high note. Quality book and quality people.
Would I recommend APE to people? Sure, if you dig quirky characters, are into underground art or just like to check out the scene, APE is a good bet. All in all, I had a nice time at the expo. It took me only one and a half hours to see and buy everything. I zip along quite nicely when I go by myself, so don’t let that fool you into thinking there aren’t tons of things to see at APE. There are boat loads to see and, because tastes vary greatly, there should be something for everybody. I do wish there were vendors with greater emphasis on the young children’s market — a huge fucking gaping hole in the indie market, if you ask me. If you find any, let me know.
