The WigglyPet Press ie us went to the local comic book convention in Cheltenham. The True Believers Comicbook Festival.
We took the baby yeti from The Little Book of Spoogy Poetry who was a little bit worried when it saw the pictures of itself!
We made a new book stack out of an old storage unit which we’ve covered in black silky material – I think it worked really well for all the Little Books of Poetry and zines 🙂
The comb bound Love: A Stranger Dream got photographed a lot and there is much interest in it being made into a proper books 🙂
We played – I am dressed as the Opronics Light Core of the Super Computer AI in my Punk’s Universe which is the comic book and novel stuff I do!
This warrior girl mistook Baby Yeti for some sort of ice creature – it was almost very nasty 😉
Yesterday I had an amazing time at Picocon, I didn’t get into any of the talks had amazing convos and met a few old friends. Hubby says there were people we’d met at other events including the Cheltenham and Bristol ones but I still have face blindness so apologies if I did not say hi! People seemed to love the steam punk stuff and I have ideas for more fantasy and cyber punk jewellery 🙂
With the wiggly pets I still have the er… parental barrier – so kids love them, kids want them, kids grab the book and beg to be allowed it (it cost £3) but parents always say no – always :/
Lastly I know some people are hacked off that we didn’t come to see them but we left the house at 5am and got home at almost 11 pm and only went to picocon there just was no spare capacity and even if we were just seeing people we couldn’t visit everyone on a whole weekend to london let alone squeezed in around a convention! (And I have been posting for weeks!!!! that I was going to be at Picocon so was kind of surprised how many people were surprised we were suddenly in London!).
For Scifi, horror, fantasy, steam punk, comic book, spec fic fans – picocon is a minute little event but punches well above it’s weight for pure awesome geekiness 😀
Tomorrow I will be at the Ok True Believers Comic Festival – I have 15 titles including the much loved Wiggly Pet Adventures, poetry zines and Winter’s Bloom. The new one which I am still binding into shape as we speak is my illustrated non-linear concrete/visual poem about identity – A Stranger Dream – of which there are ten copies only and are colouring and painting safe. I will also have some original artworks with me 😀
Each year in February I run a poetry writing drive called WoPoWriMo – There are tutorials and how to material on the WoPo site and a pinterest board called WoPo Inspired for those who work best from visuals.
I’ll be organising meet ups in my local area and posting in the Facebook group. Good Luck.
On the 20th of February we will be at Pico-con, a little micro (or pico) convention for sci-fi, fantasy etc… it is organised by the scifi library at Imperial College which is where I did my undergraduate studies.
I am quiet excited about returning 🙂 Especially to pico con last time I went I was using a walking stick and feeling old this time I am not.
I’ll be taking an assortment of poetry zines, wiggly pets including the little figurines I make and my steam punk and fantasy jewellery ranges.
Obviously my scifi writing is the main emphasis but there will be poetry there too!
I have insomnia at the moment why do I have insomnia? Because I’ve reached project tipping over point – I am currently working in a conceptual art piece about the self identity and relationships an society it is a visual poem – illustrated piece the us non-linear. I am also representing it as a colouring book and launching it at the comic book festival in Cheltenham feb the 6 th and am also wondering about sneaking it into picocon with scifi and horror stuff – this is why I have insomnia.
I am in a quandary – when I ink this in should the background be solid black or made up of cracks?
Last year was a bit of a nightmare but somehow I still managed to produce zines and stuff for books and that is what I plan for this year!
So I have all the Inktober work which turns out to be a visual poem on identity – the head bang has left me unsure of various thing like when someone asked me what my favourite colour was I said green. Everyone around me paused… my house is decorated purple, most of my fancy cloths are purple, my kid cries “no it’s not it’s purple” and I remembered but you see when I was 5 my favourite colour was green because I had not yet found lavender, that would not happen until I was 7 and my aunt had her wedding with me as a bridesmaid and I’ve kind of been growing up all over again.
This means I am very confused as to who I am, hubby reckons I am me bit with a few oddities like I swear where I didn’t but it strikes at a core note of what makes me… me?
Add in disability, orientations and what not on top and the whole question of who you are and who you are allowed to be surfaces along with societal ostricisations.
I may well be exploring these a little more in the coming year.
Well I hit my head at a festival back in May-June and it has been a long road to recovery but I am getting there and I have started to produce work again. My word usage is a bit broken but that is not a bad thing for poetry and story writing.
I am performing again and writing again and I’ve drawn a visual poem that I think I might turn into a book. I don’t think it would have existed if I had not hit my head.
So with all that in mind and a suit of Drs, nurse and hospital appointments I plan to make the most of work I have already written as well as producing new things.
The thing is that I could have died and was lucky and if I’d died then all the notebooks of poems would not have turned into the poems they should be and my epic novel series would never be and the paintings I want to paint…
This means I want to work hard on my projects and get them finished… you know just in case 🙂
Only a few days left of the Bristol Bizaar now! We are based at The Island in Bristol and there are some amazing things here – this is my stall complete with the story telling tree sans it’s normal poetry bees!
