by Chuck Brouillette
The Artist Alley at a comic convention is a unique organism. For fans wandering the aisles recognizing images they love, names they admire and possibly even faces they can identify, it is probably the most complex environment of the event.
And I love Artist Alley in the morning.
Creators are just setting up, their big, bold, printed posters advertising their brands, blowing just a bit in the breeze of the air conditioning units, like flags in Camelot's court. And because it's early, and even more so for the fact that these aisle, in general, don't (thankfully) flood with bodies as they do in the main halls, you can cruise through, spread your wings and stop and smell the roses, graphite, ink, paint and paper. And as with any other human beings, if you care, you can see their character in their actions as they prepare for the day as much if not even more than you can by viewing their art. It's a delicate dance.
It's definitely a vulnerable position to be in for an artist. On show, showing pride, making money and being fed by the appreciation of their fans while also coping with the possible unwelcome interests that Putting Yourself Out There in that type of forum can elicit, and all of these experiences and more arrive at an aspect ratio individual to each and everyone of them. Heady stuff when you think about. Creative theory. Just the kind of thing to contemplate to stimulate the brain and get ideas to kick off the day. Plus there's some very cool art.
Chuck Brouillette is an artist and writer living in Saratoga Springs, NY.
You can see how he does both @ChuckBrouillette/Twitter