Peeling Onions

So, I’ve been a total putz at posting anything regarding the last couple shows that I attended or exhibited at and I’m going to remedy that over the next couple weeks… hopefully to your delight – but who knows.

Canzine rocked my socks off and I can’t even express how much I love that show. I met super-uber awesome people who I will shout out to in a moment – continue marinating in your superior juices. You are tender with excellence.

Wendy Ding wrote and illustrated “After June”, a sweetly touching first volume of young summer love.

I hope there’s more because we’ve only got to the crush part – I want to find out how this whole thing turns out and what she makes of it.

Oh – sucker for auto-bio love stories? Hmmm…

Wendy is also doing these awesome “Food Girl” pin-ups. Oh – sucker for hot chick pin-ups? Hmmm…

Evan Munday has written and illustrated “Quarter Life Crisis”, an engaging graphic novel of life in post-apocalyptic Toronto where gangs rule and the ‘Rogers’ seem to have their hands on everything.

I’m not finished it yet because library books cost money if you don’t return them on time and my eyes are always bigger than my free time. So far, it has been a great bathtub read and I’m looking forward to spending more time with Evan’s crisp writing style and his clean lines. Good line work Evan, seriously. Nice.

Nicolas Boshart was table mate on the right side… and he was on the RIGHT SIDE – WHAT? Okay, sorry – so lame, but Nic was super awesome and kind and generous and I hope to excursion with him and Chloe to Montreal’s Expozine in 2010 (see, aren’t you sorry you brought it up ‘cuz I never stop talking about it!).

Nic does some mystery snufflupagus stuff, like writing about social media, pop culture and indy press. He’s also the Co-ordinating Editor at Invisible Publishing.  I had the great pleasure of perusing “Transits – Stories from In-Between”, a collection of short stories by ten new Canadian writers where, “movement is central – stories which describe the pace(s) and places of our increasingl decentralized lives.”  There’s something deeply melancholic about Canadian writers that I’d always thought particular to the prairies… not so. It’s a beautiful volume.

Jhosephine Tanuwidjaya was tablemate to the left. A freelance illustrator and comic artist, Jho was selling awesome postcards that I got none of because I’m a douche bag.