Posted by Joe Kelly on August 15, 2006

Get out your violins and sorrowful cellos, people, for I must tell you a tale of woe…this Thursday, in the dead of night, I have to pack a small suitcase containing no liquid or gel products whatsoever, and embark on a 12 hour flight…

To Buenos Aires. Oh, yeah…that’s Argentina, baby. Don’t cry for me, America…I’m going to have a blast, and it’s all thanks to blessed comics.

If you can read Spanish, the skinny is here at the official Comiqueando’s Comics Encounter website. Word from the top is as follows, “Comiqueando’s Comics Encounter is a gathering of special fans, artists and
creators, a celebration of the artform of Comics and of the anniversary of a
magazine that has done a lot to improve Argentinian fans’ comics-reading
habits.” Among others, I know that Eduardo Risso and Marcelo Frusin will also be in attendance…which I had to tell you just so that on some web search somewhere, my name would be in the same sentence as these incredible artists. Yes…that was a shameless plug.

So is this edition of the blog just a big ‘ol brag fest? No, I actually have a point to make, and all of you happy hopefuls who are working your fingers to the bone trying to get that panel just right, or finish the script for your creator owned book, listen up! This is a Surreality check. Ammunition for the next time someone looks askew at you when you say, “I want to do comics.”:

We may never get rich doing comics, we may never be famous, but we live in a world where a geek from Long Island has been flown around the globe thanks to the ideas in his head about spandex-clad mutants and strange visitors from another planet. In any language, that’s a damn good life.

Viva comics.