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Monthly Archives: March 2010
Last week, on holiday, I was walking on K rd looking in op shops and spending way too much money, when I cam across a poster. The poster had fallen on the ground, so it caught my eye; the image seemed instantly familiar so I picked it up to have a better look:
Book Launch and Exhibition: Hicksville
Now I’m not up north very often, book launches here for graphic novels happen less often, and book launches for New Zealand graphic novels happen even less often. I almost peed my pants when I realised I’d still be in town for it.
Of course I went and mostly stood in the corner feeling nervous and overwhelmed. Joe quite happily wandered around picking up books and looking at the panels of Hickville for sale on the wall. But, it was awesome.
The launch was held at The High Seas gallery, an awesome space on Beresford st. and had a nice little collection of graphic novels, comic books and zines. *Swoon*
I picked up a nice stash; the NZ edition of Hicksville (wonderfully signed by Dylan Horrocks), Hunter and Painter by Tom Gauld, and Jessica’s Rival (an issue of Jessica of the Schoolyard by the Comic Book Factory – I seriously heart these guys).
My great-grandma and I share the same given name. We also share the fact that both of us stopped using our given names. I really loved her, she was a rascally, radical woman, a devious liar, a wonderful storyteller, and a chocolate fanatic. I want to do a series of comics on her life, celebrating who she was, and her connection to me. It feels important as I go on this path of becoming that I say goodbye – and celebrating my great-grandma seems like a great way of saying “thanks for the name, I really appreciated it, but now I’m going to let it go.”
Mustaches! As practice on my tablet and for a little project of mine. My favourite part has been coming up with names for the different styles…