mocca choka latta ya ya

so i went to my first mocca festival last weekend, and it was just so awesome. folks were overwhelmingly down-to-earth and interesting and interested, and instances of rockstarism, while unavoidable, were few and far-between. i traded comics with lilli carre, and came home both days with a bag full of minis, sketchbooks, and various other category-defying permutations of the graphic literary ideal. also, my name seems to have popped up in somebody’s mocca recap.

in the coming weeks, as i work my way through this beautiful big stack of comic books, i’ll post reviews (this is the wrong word. i don’t like reviews) of some of my favorites here. i’ll get on that as soon as i’ve finished moving the boy blue offices (into storage).

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