Up, close and personal

Last weekend, the yearly comic convention at Granada was held. Leaving aside the usual guests (who probably come on their own to have tapas and go out at night in the city), like Kevin Taylor or Lance Took, the spanish friends of the organizers, like Cels Piñols or Kenny Ruiz, and the guys noone has ever heard about like Mike Collins, they only brought Purita Campos (you need to be older than 25 to know her work, but she is good, mind you) and, thanks God, Sergio Aragones and Stan Sakai, nice as ever, who compensated for the 2 EUR that you had to pay at the entrance just to be surrounded by mangakas dressed in strange clothes and yielding cardboard weapons that put your head in danger at every step. In mu humble opinion, the money of the convention is progressively going more and more to the organizers and less reflected in the activities, that this year were particularly poor. Special mention to the electronic dance contest -that game where people dance according to the steps on the screen- which was held probably in the hottest -and consequently foul smelling- part of the place.

Anyway, I got my sketch from Sergio and got to see this amazing Pacman, so all in all, it was a fine day ...