brought to you by Tom Pluck who has nothing better to do
This is by no means extensive, edited, or polite, and is one of those stream
of consciousness things, so if you don't like it, remember, no one asked you
to read it.
This was my first attendance of a furry party and also the first time
I attended PhilCon. So this is sort of the recollections of an innocent waif
tossed into the merciless waves of fandom (Not.). This is actually the brief
and choppy story of a smartass who had a good time.
The furry dealer's table. It was small but well stocked, having port-
folios of work for sale by both Eric Schwartz (of Amy the Squirrel fame) &
Taral Wayne. Both offered nice and inexpensive copies, some on Bristol board,
which is especially nice. The table had Refractions and WildLife, loads of Red
Shetland & Equine (thanks to Jim Groat's attendance), Xtra Spicy Tails and some
other nice stuff. It was a little hectic trying to figure out who to give your money too, and some of the dealers didn't have change, but there was a good
selection and there were plenty of people to talk to. Other artists/etc. who
were there included: Wolf Kidd of Montreal, Pete (Speet!) Stoller, Juan
Alfonso, Jimmy Chin, John Nunnemacher, Ken Sample, Dusty Rhoades, Richard
Chandler (Gallery), Ray (Rune) Rooney, The Alstons, Steve Martin (more on him
later), David (Jareth) Reiss, and Mark Rogers (Samurai Cat). If I forgot you,
I'm sorry, it's not intentional. :)
The Art Show! It was very good, about the size of the dealer's room,
and most artists got a good representation. Highlights were Jim Groat's
bullet-riddled Elvis calendar page, and the puddles of drool underneath Boris
Vallejo's paintings, among other things. Monika Livingston had a nice display
of laserprints; Groat had a nice show of Shetland and sick funny stuff; Dave
Reiss also had a good showing. The surprise of the day was when an original
Amy the Squirrel colored ink went to auction and netted $200. It was a very
nice piece, and while Eric Schwartz didn't seem too excited about it, I'm sure
he'll be back next year, and I'm glad. I myself managed to nab an original
painting from Rogers's upcoming book "Samurai Cat Goes to the Movies,"
pleasing Rogers who stopped to thank me in the payment line, and making Jim
Groat grumble, since he couldn't find Rogers' stuff in the art show. Two other
people outbid me at the last minute, and you know who you are. My agents will
catch up to you soon enough. :)
The furry party! Except for the drawing on the door, with a skunk with
a clothespin on his nose pleading "Please Bathe," I was told it was much like
other furry parties. The room's less than subtle bouquet was not that bad, but
then again I had a cold and I'm used to using Newark public bathrooms. It
wasn't that bad, really. We had the A/C on full blast.:) The VCR brought us
"Meet the Feebles," a bizarre and funny New Zealand bastard muppet funnysick
film, Plymptoons, furry and non furry anime, Rover Dangerfield, and another
toon about a sheepdog, which sounded like it was from Australia, but I'm
probably completely wrong. We also saw an episode of "Back to the Future" in
which Jimmy Chin did the layouts. Nice. Most of the artists attended the party
off and on, and the sketchbooks did fly. I myself prefer Bristol board,
something you can frame, and doesn't get lost in a sea of pages of other art,
but to each their own. As the room reached Tokyo-subway-full capacity, another
party splintered off downstairs, mostly furrymuckers... Monica, Zoe, Alyt,
