My First Convention

Edith and Me at the Vermont Comic Con 2017

Edith and Me at the Vermont Comic Con 2017

Martin Luther once said, "How soon, not now, becomes never."

When my younger brother suddenly died early last year, I realized that we don’t know how many tomorrows any of us have left. For years, I have thought about publishing my comics or having a table at a local comic book convention; but I always said I could do it later. The fragility of life hitting me in the face, made me take my dreams more seriously.

When I went to the Vermont Comic Con in 2016 and wandered down Artist Alley I was first introduced to the Vermont Comic Creators group.  Over a dozen of the artists were from this group and invited me to join.

Being an independent comic creator is a solitary vocation.  The Vermont Comic Creators group gave me a place to talk about my work and we used each other as sounding boards and provided advice, critique, and feedback.

With their support I was ready to have my own table at the 2017 Vermont Comic Con.


What I Learned

I wasn’t doing commissions or selling prints of my versions of famous characters; I was just selling copies of my comics.

What did this mean?  It meant that I was selling not only my skill, but my creations.  This is hard for the first time, and I hope this part gets easier.  My wife who sat behind the table with me kept commenting that I needed to sell more.

Hopefully this will get easier with more exposure to conventions.

Which brings me to my final thought:


The Mere Exposure Effect

There wasn’t a deluge of sales, but that is because I feel my ‘brand’ is yet to be familiar.  I’ll keep plugging away and see where the future takes me!