OTHER STUFF

This is intended as a service. There are writers and cartoonists wandering the streets. Study these photographs so that you will know them when you see them. If you come across one, do not try to interact with it; it may be considered dangerous and possibly drunk.

We begin at This Is Not Art in Newcastle. Here, Jake Zhivov, contractor to the stars, and Clint Curé (aka Q-Ray), animator/comics man, demonstrate their criminal tendencies.

Here, Jake and writer/Jew Adam Wajnberg appear to be demonstrating their gay tendencies. Or they could just be trying to hurt each other again.

Friday night at the festival club. Adam and I warm up for a weekend of debauchery by performing a selection of haiku ranging from insightful to libelous. Adam can be seen holding a totemic representation of Express Media's former artistic director, Richard Watts. I found it at the office and keep it in my folder now for reasons too complex to go into here.

Jo Waite (Sex & Violence, See Jo Run) was at the fest but she doesn't want me to post the picture I took of her.

Around midnight, Patrick Alexander (Pink Chickens, Raymondo Person) and I are interviewed on TiN Radio. Not pictured: me.

Separate photos of Daniel Lawson and Ryan Wilton (Azerath)... MERGE! BY THE POWER OF GREYSKULL!

At the festival's zine fair we see fest organiser David Bull and Sarah Howell, co-curator (with Leigh Rigozzi) of The Dark Woods.

Leigh Rigozzi flashes his wad.

Starring: David Tang as D.TANG...

... and Matt Huynh as THE H-BOMB.

Sunday night, and Voiceworks represents. L to R: Tom Doig, me with my eyes partially open for a change, Romy Ash, Ula Majewski, Ben Teicher.

A few sleepless nights, some "unique water", and a bit of heckling of attractive, near-naked poetesses, and the fest is over. Where does the time go?

BUT THE FUN"S NOT OVER! Two weeks later, here we are at the Supanova Pop Culture Expo in Syd-e-nee! Here we see my and Patrick's table in Artist's Alley, dubbed NIFTYLAND by he. Booth babe Shawni can be seen wearing a super-bitchin' Herman shirt. And there's Patrick, checking his pants for stains.

The fun really started when I nicked my sign out of the convention centre and started taking pics of people holding it (like Melbourne comics veteran Greg Gates, above). Here's but a few of these precious, perhaps even psychologically revealing, snaps.

Here are the eyes and noses of Jason Paulos and Dillon Naylor.

People from the RadioTAK table! I'm super bad with names. I know there's a Liz and a Troy here, but I can't do better at the moment.

Patrick constructed these TUNNELS TO IMAGINATION out of toilet rolls and attempted to persuade people to buy them from him. What you can't see is the sign on the front of the box that says they were made by the "special" kids at Redfern Primary School for the purpose of providing Patrick with money. Few people bought.

Ross Tesoriero is a big strong man.

Ben Hutchings rocks like nobody's business. DOKKEN!?

Kenny Chan and Avi Bernshaw put together OzTAKU Magazine. Not in this picture, I mean. The rest of the time.

Jan Napiorkowski, who is a top cow, and Patrick in... a photo that really needs a wacky caption of some kind.

FULL FIST! Here's me surrounded by most of the cast of ABC-TV's Double The Fist: Mephisto, Rod and Steve Foxx. Naturally, this is now the best photo taken of me in my weak little life.

Shawn with the lovely Komala Singh (Moshi Moshi) and someone I didn't meet but who I'm sure is lovely all the same.

Doug Bayne (aka Mephisto, aka James Wenham for some reason), of Double The Fist, Platinum Grit and more besides. In this photo he has his shirt on. Also we have Mr Alex Major (Naomi & Poggie, Mickey Moose), cartoonist/animator/Hungarian. And in the background? Just a hint of Tang.

Alex again. Yes, he's very pretty, but... why... what's that in the background? I'll look closer...

I -- yes... yes! It is! It's SALLAH from Indiana Jones! "AH, INDY!" Blah blah blah, Mr Mallory! Nobody tosses a dwarf! Ha ha ha!

Uh oh. I made him mad! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME JOHN RHYS-DAVIES

OK, he's gone back to his hotel room now.

And here's Trudy Cooper, who writes and draws Platinum Grit, potentially the best comic series ever made in this country, so good that a producer at the ABC will probably never talk to me again because I kept badgering him to go read the comics online. Just like you can.

Trying to think of hilarious anecdotes to entertain those who weren't at either of these events, but fuck, you know what it's like telling people about your holiday. Nobody finds the wacky japes amusing unless they were there. So go next time. And buy more comics.

So, since I have no photos of Jules Faber (cheers Jules), that is

The End

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