#book and art fair

[dailyrandomwriter]

Day 113

In my on-going quest to try and not be a complete recluse, I had saved a bunch of events going on this month. November and December are easier months to find local events that I can take myself to because of Christmas. Today, the children and art museum downtown was holding a holiday book and art fair.

Which had the bonus benefit of the museum entry being completely free, except for one specialized exhibit that was closed off.

I didn’t get any books, because the embarrassing thing is, outside of fanfiction I haven’t read a novel in years. I blame in part on changes to my taste in reading material and also university. Nothing kills your desire to pick up a book than having always read books.

By the way, I adore significant others who join their loved ones at these book fairs and help promote their books. It took me a second too long that the gentleman who wanted to suggest Forgotten King and Forgotten Magic was not the author of those books but the lovely lady beside him. I should have brought the first book because a story plot where a prince is disposed of not by killing him but by magic that makes everyone forget he exists is fascinating. However, I didn’t get it because I was afraid I would not read it, because I have other things on the brain right now.

Which was better than the young man who had tried to nudge his female counterpart into talking to me to promote her book. We were standing awkwardly for a minute or two in that case.

I did come away with arts and crafts items. Including two dangling earrings sets for an old roommate of mine who likes that sort of thing, and for myself two small card kits Christmas themed. It’ll give me something to do in the days leading up to Christmas though I noticed both sets had sparkling stickers. So my desk may look like a pixie puked on it at some point.

Also did access the exhibits that I did have access to. The major one this time around are periodical pieces, props and costumes surrounding a murder mystery show that I’ve heard of but never watched. There is an additional exhibit, but that one is special and would require an extra addition to an actual ticket. I’ve never seen the show, but it’s interesting that the exhibit exists.

On the top floor was an exhibit to the senses, but I don’t have a lot of stamina so by the time I got to the top floor I was waning. Also that was where all the little children went, so my own senses were a bit overwhelmed and I needed to call it day.

Still, it was a good trip and I didn’t get back until around 2 p.m. because I took time to get home. Now that I know where that museum is, and how close it is to the transit I should think more on going there. Even if it means to buy a ticket. Also membership for a single person is 45 dollars which is really cheap if you plan to visit it at least 5 times throughout the year. Which, if you’re local, is a really great plan actually.

So yea, I learned a few things, like I need to go downtown more often.

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[retrogamingblog2]

Let's Find Pokemon

Illustrated by Kazunori Aihara

[brokehorrorfan]

'90s kids will relate to Sadist Art Designs' Goosebumps design by Marc Schoenbach. It's available on black or white shirts for $28.

[tea-cat-arts]

Shen Yuan getting transported into pidw isn't "the system punishing him for being a lazy internet hater," but instead representative of "step 1 of the creative process: getting so mad at something you decide to go write your own fucking book" in this essay I will

[spielzeugkaiser]

I am back for a hot second with the baby! Let's be real, Geralt gets a lot of heat in this au, but I do think he was very clear about what he could and couldn't be for Jaskier when they started this thing. Listening to this song later, and realizing that Jaskier was already in love with him at this point ... uff. Also a song about sacrifices in this au, from Jaskier??? *chef's kiss* also let's not think about essi in this au let's not let's just ignore this

[risingoflights]

Your babyroth art makes my heart clench… just thinking about where he started and where he ended up is soo. I love your entire photo book series :,)

where he started vs where he ended up :'D

thanks for enjoying the book. it's nearly done!

[ace-artemis-fanartist]

Day 25, DEC 19: Carnival/Faire

@carryon-countdown

[brookriver-mudlark]

(excerpt from Transformers: Exodus)

me too, orion

[dhrubajjj]

[DAY 10] - screenshot redraw ⚔️

it never occurred to me that our relationships might one day end.

this is SO late uhh ive got schoolwork stuff n midterms right now soo…. yeah but silver angst <3

[kayleerowena]

🗝️ three new teeny tiny zines on my website! 🗝️

i drew these while i was in boston a few weeks ago. i don't tend to do a lot of traditional pen-on-paper art outside of my sketchbook, so these were a bit of a stream-of-consciousness experiment that i ended up liking enough to post.

[shortnotsweet]

[ “SOMEBODY TOLD ME”]:

BREAKING MY BACK JUST TO KNOW YOUR NAME. SEVENTEEN TRACKS AND I’VE HAD IT WITH THIS GAME. A BREAKIN’ MY BACK JUST TO KNOW YOUR NAME—BUT HEAVEN AIN’T CLOSE IN A PLACE LIKE THIS.

— The Killers, Hot Fuss (2004)

Princess Rhaenyra’s insolence is wearing her stepmother’s patience thin. Queen Alicent is not ten years her senior, but even during her own sixteenth year, she cannot recall herself behaving so brazenly. She would never burst into courtly discussions in nothing but gilded armor and the underskirts of her riding leathers, awash in blood. (She would never be spotted in blood that was not her own, anyway. Alicent has never picked up a sword, not one that belonged to her.) Nevermind that Rhaenyra is attending to diplomatic affairs with bared teeth and scales, no—the crux of the matter is just that, her affairs. Rhaenyra is the Realm’s Delight, a beauty incomparable to any fair maiden, Alicent included. She indulges herself with appetite of a spoiled child, the confidence of man, and the pickings befitting only to her royal blood. Criston Cole. Daemon Targaryen. Harwin Strong. Laena Velaryon. She’s full of love, isn’t she? That selfish, foolish girl. What does Rhaenyra Targaryen know of love, of duty? She is a child in so many ways—she thinks killing makes her a man, thinks the throne is hers despite being a woman, thinks she can have her knight and her uncle and her protector and Laena Velaryon in one fail swoop. She’s wrong. She doesn’t know herself half as well as Alicent does. Alicent, who sees her for what she truly is, who wants to see all of her and more of her and none of her. Alicent has been stolen into the Keep by her own father—both of their fathers—but Rhaenyra is the key to this place, is the window to everything barred. Rhaenyra Targaryen has a dragon. Rhaenyra can fly.

That’s what Rhaenyra had promised her once, with her lips pulled back in a grin, exposing the white of her teeth like the violently radiant creature she was. “Perhaps when you grow tired of plotting against me, we shall ride on dragonback together,” she had said. The tease.

Alicent had yanked her into an empty corridor by the silk of her sleeve, ready to chastise her for her ill behavior. Conversing with the lords and ladies of the court at a feast was one thing, but chattering about her bloody encounters in battle over the pudding tureen were another. The lord at her elbow was going green. Alicent’s own face was likely red; her heart raced whenever Rhaenyra got like this. Alicent had never seen the battlefield—only seen battered men in dented armor and the slumps of corpses lined along dirt roads in the aftermath of war—but her own imagination terrified her like nothing else.

(Rhaenyra is better with a sword than half of the knights in Westeros, and more lovely than the lot. Her reign has not yet begun, but already the commoners flock to her—lured in by tales of her beauty and fine hair—and soldiers would follow her into battle. Alicent would not follow, but she would watch and bite her nails down to the quick.

She thinks of the figure Rhaenyra cuts in full armor, the heat in her gaze underneath the slots of her helmet. Alicent remembers the weight of her own hand in Rhaenyra’s—which was gloved—when the princess rode up to the spectators box and grasped it in her own, bringing Alicent’s knuckles to her lips. She thinks of Rhaenyra murdered in the sky, skewered with another man’s sword, plummeting to the ground, torn in half, streaking crimson across the clouds. Alicent would scream, or cry. She might laugh. She would throw herself from the window of her tower. Rhaenyra’s bloody exploits terrified Alicent for reasons she could not identify, and excited her for reasons she refused to.)

“I’d sooner be confined to the castle for the rest of my days than get on the back of that bloody lizard,” Alicent scoffed. Rhaenyra only tucked her hand over Alicent’s, where it was resting on her forearm. She flexed her fingers, moving to release her grip on the dark fabric, but Rhaenyra intertwined their fingers and held them fast.

“You’re confined already. You are already accustomed to such a thing. I know you. But—”

“But you forget yourself. You think you’re invulnerable, Rhaenyra. You don’t know who you are.” Alicent intends for it to be a sneer, but instead it comes out quietly, and too gentle for disdain. She can’t know. Rhaenyra is as trapped as she is, but they’re trapped together. They belong together. She belongs with Alicent.

“I am Rhaenyra Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne and all of Westeros. I am a dragonrider. I am—I am your daughter. In a way. Your sister, too. Your enemy. Your sword, your shield.”

“And what am I?” What else is left for me? Alicent wonders.

“My Queen. For now.” Rhaenyra cocks her head, and the gleam in her eyes burns like fire raining down. “When I am Queen, you will be my lady.”

[egophiliac]

*shaky thumbs up* I just finished ch5...... y-you were not kidding about it being a heavy one.....

:)

(how's that going so far, Mal)

[hulloitsdani]

Well if ain't the consequences of their own actions! How we feeling about the new FEH book guys?

[sarroora]

Well guys, I’m not a video editor and I haven’t created any vids in over a year, but this is my first time using CapCut! I wanted to share this short thing about my trip to the book fair a while ago (yes I tend to share events a long time after they’re over) as a kind of practice for using the app for future content hopefully.

Watch it and tell me what you think and what could be improved to make it more interesting. I’m worried it might be slow or boring to some? I’m not sure so let me know. All constructive criticism is welcome 🤗

[cartoonistcoop]

ShortBox Comics Member Interview: Jona Li

Throughout the month of October, the Cartoonist Cooperative will be sharing interviews with members of the Co-op who have a new comic available at the ShortBox Comics Fair 2024! 

NOTE: The Cartoonist Cooperative is not affiliated, associated, authorized, endorsed by, or in any way formally connected with ShortBox.  

Today’s spotlight is Jona Li and their new comic for ShortBox, Rewired

We’d love it if you could introduce yourself and tell us about your background in comics.

Jona Li: Hello! I’m Jona and I’m a comics artist based in Tkaronto. I’m an animation school grad so I was originally working in the animation industry before I decided to do comics full-time, which was possible largely thanks to an arts grant I got from the Canadian government. I’ve always drawn short comic strips and one-pagers in my free time, and comics have always been my go-to medium for storytelling. My first real foray into comics was exhibited at ShortBox Comics Fair 2022, and since then I’ve done a couple of other short comics for anthologies and zines organized by friends. Even though my professional background is largely in animation, the comics medium is still something that has stayed a passion of mine, both with consuming and making them. I’m excited to continue to possibly make comics full-time.

Tell us more about your new comic?

JL: My new comic Rewired is a speculative short using surface-level sci-fi elements to tell an interpersonal story about someone who’s willing to change anything about themselves for someone they love. I guess it’s an inherent tragedy where you know it won’t go great either way–you can’t really change who you are without consequences and you can’t fully understand another person enough to fully cater yourself to them. The MC thinks interpersonal relationships and romance can be solved like a math equation, but the worst and best thing about people and relationships is that it’s unpredictable and indefinite. In many ways, it’s also an allegory for neurodivergence–wouldn’t it be great to simply program yourself to behave a certain way so others will like you more? That’s kind of what I was trying to do with this comic.

Tell us about your creative process; how did you develop this comic and what are the steps you took to bring it to the final stage?

JL: I had a lot of trouble at first coming up with a short and concise idea for something that’s ideally just twenty-ish pages long. At first I tried out a more lighthearted, comedic short about two friends reconnecting and having a blossoming romance while trying to give a burial to a dead cat they found. I guess I never grasped the characters enough for that one, so I looked around for other inspiration. 

I really like the concept of mundanity mixed in with the fantastical, something like Yokohama Kaidashi Kikou, where an android girl runs a café in a post-apocalyptic setting. That was kind of the blueprint for the comic I have now. From there, I wrote out the general beats for how I want the story to go, and then I wrote the script and did my thumbnails. 

This was actually the first time I ever had a proper thumbnail stage while doing a comic, the last few comics I did were purely just me making it up as I go…in the end I still changed a lot from my thumbs to the final sketch. Then I decided on the general look of the comic, which is what you see now! 

Read the rest of the interview HERE! And dont forget to check out the Shortbox Comics Fair to support these lovely creators!!