Phoenix Poster Signing
Ola! I’m back from my poster signing trip to Phoenix. How did it go? Well, I’m not one to take a lot of pictures (something I need to change) so I’m opting to share using a cartoon version of photos I SHOULD have taken. Anyway, off we go.
February 27th, 2009 at 4:31 am
I really enjoyed this Paula! Soooo much better than photos by far! I laughed at the car horn story, it must have been so embarrassing
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February 27th, 2009 at 8:41 am
Paula, your travelogue was absolutely brilliant! I love the juxtaposition of text and “photos”.
There’s a battery in car horns? Serioulsy? who knew.
February 27th, 2009 at 9:03 am
Jazz: Oh, you’re too kind! And to clarify, it was the CAR battery that needed to be replaced, not a separate battery for the horn. Sorry if that was implied. Also I noticed I have us driving on the wrong side of the road down the expressway. Goodness! I did that one quickly at late last night so… Fortunately that is inaccurate as the beeping would have been the least of our issues!
February 27th, 2009 at 10:08 am
This illustrated journal is really fabulous! Very interesting, pleasing to the heart and to the eye!
February 27th, 2009 at 2:02 pm
Nice, fun post here, PJ! Looks like you got a mini-vacation out of it. Did you think about that frozen land you came from as you sat in the 80 degree weather and ate your Subway?
Ahh…. the swanky life of a top noch freelance illustrator…. :0)
February 27th, 2009 at 3:30 pm
yay! How fun, Paula! Most of us illustrators don’t get gigs like this so what a treat for you to share it with us! An Asian culture center there…hmm…who woulda thought?!?! Oh I love the sketch you did of the Elmer Glue’s mascot LOL.
February 27th, 2009 at 5:22 pm
Your trip was logged in a most creative and imaginative manner! Thanks for sharing your time and experiences with us. Knowing you personally, I can see so much of the real Paula in your portrayals…and thoroughly enjoyed your pic/photo session!
Oh, by the way, only in C.C. could you have gotten away with driving on the wrong side of the freeway safely (should that have actually been the case!!), even in the heat of rush hour! I persume that was on SPID??
February 27th, 2009 at 7:32 pm
you are so cleaver, and a great writer in addition.
Sorry your introduction to IRA wasn’t the biggest one but I suspect the quality of contact was strong. Thanks for doing that.
I enjoyed knowing of your adventure.
Kent
February 28th, 2009 at 2:09 pm
Paula…what a cool way to spend the weekend! Thanks so much for the fun illustrated version of your trip. Inspiring!
March 1st, 2009 at 7:32 pm
Being a mascot is funny (never was myself, but lots of actor friends were). Your gestures have to be extra big, to carry through the costume. If you do this for too long, it carries into your regular life, and you scare your friends by how much you flail around to do, for instance, a handshake.
March 1st, 2009 at 11:42 pm
teri: I’m glad you like it! Thanks for letting me know. : )
Doug: Oh, you! You know, I really forget about what the snow is like when I’m not there. Out of sight, out of mind!
deb: Now that I look at it, I think I AM on the right side. I don’t know why that’s not coming easily. Is my mind going? Oh dear…. Thanks for commenting.
Kent: Thanks! I had a great time at the IRA, I’m just sorry it wasn’t all it should have been for the venders. I really enjoyed meeting and hanging out with the Highlights people. Kent, your part of Highlights, yes? Thanks again for having me out there!
Lori: Thanks for letting me know you liked it! Love your blog, btw!
Jack: How funny! I don’t know ANYone who was a mascot. I guess there are ways to do it right, eh?
March 2nd, 2009 at 11:28 am
I think that you are as well! For a short time there I was happy with the thought that CC had gone the way of the British (on the roads, at least!!) Perhaps you were looking at the extra lane aside the freeway?, the access road? Or, maybe your mind was still suffering the effects of extended horn commotion? No matter, you made it home!!
March 10th, 2009 at 6:23 pm
Many of my friends were under-employed actors. I knew Mr. Koolaid, and Santa Claus, and Fred Flintstone (a girl). At least your friends don’t recognise you when you’re working, but as their friend, I got a lot of hugs from odd characters. Maybe a reason why I often deal with cartoons these days…