Our Comic-Con Policy

I'm suddenly receiving an awful lot of e-mails asking me when folks will be able to acquire tickets for this year's Comic-Con International in San Diego and how one can best guarantee getting some and what the deal is with these Member I.D. things. My new all-purpose answer: I don't know.

I try to be helpful here but I think it's wise to give out no information rather than to dispense faulty information. I don't work for the convention and I don't go through the usual process of securing my own admission…and if you're counting on me to tell you when to make your move and what to do, you're counting on the wrong guy. The only suggestion I have that's worth anything is that you keep checking the convention website. It's a good site and they'll tell you what you need to know when you need to know it. I probably won't.

From the E-Mailbag…

My friend Bob Foster, who I haven't seen since the big Animation Guild party last Friday, sent me this. "SDCC" stands or San Diego Comic-Con, one of many names the Comic-Con International had before it became, now and forever, the Comic-Con International…

Speaking of people who hesitated to attend conventions but changed their mind for some reason…

I remember when Dick Moores came to SDCC (1975). I was sitting at his table at a banquet. (Inkpots?) I understand he'd never been to a convention, and had done very little comic book work (mostly on Disney and Warner Bros. characters), certainly no superhero comics. But he'd been a very good comic strip artist since 1931 when he assisted Chester Gould on Dick Tracy, wrapping up his 55-year career on Gasoline Alley. He didn't think anyone would know who he was, but when his name was announced and the room gave him a thundering ovation he wasn't expecting, there were tears in his eyes. I'm glad he got to experience the love and appreciation the fans had for him.

Yeah, there was a point where I thought the Inkpots were kinda silly. I didn't even show up to receive mine in…I think it was their second year, 1975, and a lot of my friends and I made jokes about them. One was that the people at the front table would welcome you by saying, "Here's your badge…here's your program book…and here's your Inkpot Award." But then there came a couple of instances like the one you describe where it was obvious they did a lot of good, if only as an excuse for an audience to applaud someone who deserved applause but had rarely heard any. I can think of no less than a dozen examples but the one that comes first to mind is Fred Guardineer.

Fred drew comic books almost from the time there were comic books. He was in Action Comics #1 and that was nowhere near his first job. In 1955 when the industry went into recession, Fred got out and worked for the post office for the rest of his working days. He had very little contact with the comic book community until 1998 when Dave Siegel located him in a nursing home and got his family to bring him down to the Comic-Con to see the event and to be on the Golden Age Panel. Even before the panel, Fred was astonished to learn how many people remembered and loved that work he'd done so long ago.

When the panel started, I presented an Inkpot Award to Joe Simon and a pretty-crowded room — maybe 500 people — stood and cheered. Then I whipped one out for Fred. He was a last-minute addition to the convention and the panel so he really wasn't expecting it… and the room erupted again, even louder than they had for Joe. It wasn't that they didn't love and respect Joe…but Joe received lots of honors in his long career. This, everyone sensed, was the first and maybe last time to applaud Fred Guardineer.

Fred was in a wheelchair. As the crowd clapped, he started to struggle out of it to get to the podium as Joe had. I whispered to Fred, "You don't have to get up." He whispered back to me, "No, this is the first time I ever got an award and I'm going to stand for it." I'm not sure what was wrong with his legs. Maybe it was just being 85 years old. All I know is he made it to the lectern mike to say thanks and I was holding him up by the back of his pants. He was crying and I could look out and see his family — a daughter, a son-in-law and some grandkids, I think — and they were crying. He later told me it was the greatest moment of his life. (He later made it to a couple more cons before passing away in 2002.)

I have about twenty-five very special Comic-Con memories I will never forget. One was standing there, holding Fred Guardineer up by the back of his trousers while he made this wonderful speech for the greatest moment of his life. It was one of several moments where I decided that maybe awards like the Inkpot weren't such dumb ideas after all.

From the E-Mailbag…

Our pal James H. Burns writes to ask…

I don't remember ever seeing John Celardo at a convention, at least not in the late '70s, through '80s…

I'm always kind of fascinated by those comic artists and writers who might well have had a ball going to a con, meeting fans and contemporaries…

I guess I've always kind of wondered why some comics folk seemed to never attend a show —

Or were we in New York just too dopey sometimes to think of inviting them?

I don't recall Mr. Celardo ever appearing at a convention. Given that he never had his name linked with a superstar character in comic books (as opposed to strips), I doubt he was invited very often to cons and it's possible he was never invited. It's also possible he went to a couple on his own and no fuss was made.

There are professionals who get invited to cons and decline. Some are scared of crowds, especially if they're expected to appear before an audience for a panel. If you elect to spend your life sitting in a little room by yourself drawing comic books, it may be because you're shy and don't relish being around a lot of other people. One of the umpteen reasons I started hosting as many convention events as I sometimes do is that there have been writers and artists who were afraid of attending Comic-Con because it meant appearing before an audience. It has a calming effect on some when, as has often been the case, a peer could tell them, "Don't worry…there's this guy named Mark who will interview you and make it very easy."

Actually, almost anyone could do this but it helps to have that continuity of one person. For years, Nick Cardy refused entreats to San Diego because it frightened him, especially the part where he'd have to be interviewed before an audience. Someone — I think it was Arnold Drake — told him I'd hold his hand and get him through it and he finally agreed…though he did ask that we put someone else on the Nick Cardy Panel in case he froze up. I added Marv Wolfman, Colleen Doran and Sergio Aragonés to that dais…and of course, they weren't necessary at all. Nick turned out to be a great interviewee, loved the experience and couldn't wait to come back. I believe it was Nick who then urged Bob Oksner to overcome a fear of "public speaking" and accept…and Oksner in turn assured a few of his friends who were reticent. (You can read a little of that Nick Cardy Panel here.)

About a dozen veteran comic creators have turned down the free trip to San Diego to be a Guest of Honor at the con. Some were simply afraid or unable to travel. There have been one or two who had an unpleasant experience at some small local convention and either didn't grasp how different Comic-Con would be or thought it would be the same bad experience on a larger scale. I assume that with most, it would have turned out like it did with Cardy…but maybe not in every case. Jerry Grandenetti always said no. So did Johnny Craig. So did Ross Andru and Mike Esposito. Winslow Mortimer said no a few times and then when he finally said yes, he died before he could make it out. Robert Kanigher said no, then yes, then no, then yes. He finally agreed to appear and was announced, then backed out a few months before the event.

There was one veteran creator I'd better not name even though he's no longer with us. He refused and a friend told me the reason: "He decided it would be too painful if he came out and had the shortest line for his autograph." I don't think that would have happened but having met the person, I can believe that was a nightmare for him.

Still, most have the time of their lives…at Comic-Con and other such events. Most discover there are a lot more people out there who know and admire their work than they'd ever imagined. They usually seem startled at how many younger folks approach them and say something like, "I draw for Marvel and one of the main reasons I took up art as a kid was because of how much I loved your work on [name of comic]." Some also discover a lucrative source of income selling original artwork or contracting for commissions. A few who were away from comics even find an avenue to get back in. It's really great to see the comic art community of today thanking and honoring those who came before…and who in many cases were not particularly well-rewarded for their work and were unaware how much it meant to so many.

Richard Remembered

Here's a good obit about Richard Alf, one of the founders of the Comic-Con International.

Richard Alf, R.I.P.

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When Shel Dorf and Ken Krueger died in 2009, I wrote on this blog that they were the two most important people involved in the founding of what we now call the Comic-Con International.  You know the Comic-Con International: That nation unto itself that many of us attend each summer in San Diego.  Well, a close third in importance to the con's founding was Richard Alf, who died earlier this evening at a hospice in La Jolla, California at the age of 59.

Richard was a tall, friendly fellow and I do not recall him ever not being in a great mood and smiling.  He was something of a wunderkind: As a teenager, he began dealing in old comic books and he was so successful that when the first San Diego Con was being assembled, Richard was able to front much of the money that was needed to launch the project.

He was on the first committee and very much involved.  The organizers paid several visits to the home of Jack Kirby where they received encouragement and advice.  Richard is the tall guy in the back in this photo taken on one of those visits.  Kirby is in the center and Dorf is in the back on the right

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Richard served as Chairman of the convention at least once and worked on all the early ones before stepping away.  I'd see him at the most of them, though.  He was enormously modest when praised for his role in starting it all…and yet he was enormously proud of having had any sort of role.  At recent cons when they've celebrated the anniversary of that institution and also the anniversary of Comic Book Fandom, we all got to see and talk with Richard and he seemed to be having a great time.  But then he always seemed like he was having a great time.  Sad to see it end.

Friendly Reminder

One-day memberships went on sale today for the 2010 Comic-Con International in San Diego. They sold about 60% of the Saturday tickets in about twelve hours…so they'll probably be all gone by the end of this week. And I'm guessing all four days will be sold out before 2010 even begins. Do not delay.

Comic-Con News

Yes, yes…hard to believe we're already talking about next year's Comic-Con International in San Diego. Well, we have to. Four-day memberships have already sold out. One-day memberships go on sale tomorrow and they'll surely be gone long before the event itself, which takes place July 22-25 with the gala Preview Night on July 21. Hotel reservations through the con will not be available 'til the middle of March and I'm told the situation should be somewhat better — more rooms, more organization — than in years past. They'll still sell out but it may not be quite as maddening for some.

I call your attention to the new issue of the Comic-Con magazine. You can read or download it via this page. A fine, must-read publication.

The guest list for the con continues to grow…and also does for the WonderCon, which is being held in San Francisco April 2-4. I am a Special Guest at both, as is my mejor amigo, Sergio Aragonés. But don't let that stop you from attending either con or both of 'em. You can have a very good time at either one. I always do.

Foto File

I've written a lot here about the folks down in San Diego in the early seventies who started the convention that has since morphed into the Comic-Con International. Here's a photo that I took of some of them in 1972…at the third convention and the first of many fine ones held at the El Cortez Hotel in downtown S.D.

In the back row, left to right, we have Mike Towry, William Caron and Richard Alf. Mike and Richard were the co-chairpersons that year. The gent with the straw hat is Roger Freedman, who is now on the faculty of U.C.S.B. and is a frequent expert on science-type shows one sees on the Discovery Channel and elsewhere. In the front on the left is John Pound, a fine artist who's probably best known for his work on the Garbage Pail Kids trading cards. And the guy with the hostile happy face shirt is Scott Shaw!, cartoonist extraordinaire.

All these guys get mentioned and the early days of the con are discussed over on the tribute website for their recently-departed collaborators, Shel Dorf and Ken Krueger.

From the E-Mailbag…

Gregory Johnston writes to ask…

I've read the pieces you've written about Shel Dorf. I never met Mr. Dorf but I'm grateful to him for the role he played in starting the convention that I try to attend whenever I can afford the trip. I was saddened to read that he became as you put it, estranged from the con. You said that attempts were made to get him involved or to receive a pension and I wonder if you could explain about those attempts and tell us what went wrong and what you would have liked to see happen.

I'm not going to get too deep into specifics on this because the situation was complicated and I'm not sure I know all the details well enough to chronicle them; nor is some of it really anybody's business. You'll just have to take my word — for whatever you think that may be worth — that the convention tried to rectify matters and that I wish Shel had been more amenable. He could be very obstinate. We were pals for close to forty years and during that time, we had arguments and disagreements, and we were even involved in a couple of business-type deals, unrelated to the con, that I thought he badly mishandled. Perhaps you have someone in your life you consider a friend even though you don't think they manage their lives properly. I have a number of them in mine.

Some of Shel's problems with the con flowed from the fact that Comic-Con International is a non-profit organization, a fact I probably should have mentioned in my writings about him. That means the con is governed by strict rules about how it handles its money and how it must account for every nickel. I think a lot of people presume that its operators all take home huge salaries and bonuses but that is not the case. Many are volunteers and the ones who are paid do not receive high wages. Yeah, the con takes in millions. It also costs millions to put on each year.

As a guy who does a lot of things at and with the con, I have been known to make suggestions. Some, they take. Some, they mull and decide (probably wisely) were rotten ideas. And often, someone there explains to me why my idea isn't practical or legal or — usually — why it would cost a helluva lot more money than I think it would. I have found the con staff to be knowledgeable and eager to please within the confines of what is possible. When they tell me my idea isn't, I accept that and figure they're almost certainly right. When someone told Shel an idea or demand wasn't feasible, he got angry. In a day or so here, I'll be linking to a must-read piece by his friend, R.C. Harvey, about the man. Bob Harvey knew Shel as well as anyone and also tried to breach the impasse he came to in his life with the convention. Bob and I encountered exactly the same problems.

The convention is a huge, complex beast that is somehow tamed on an annual basis. I was impressed the other night to see human beings do the impossible at Cirque du Soleil and I continue to be impressed with the Comic-Con International in much the same way. Knowing what I do about the problems and obstacles and legal complications and the egos and needs of guests and exhibitors, I am amazed they pull it off each year. (And please, don't write me with your complaints about things you don't like about the con. There are things I don't like about the con, too…and even if all our complaints are valid, it's still astounding how much goes right.)

What's more, the con is run for love far more than money. A convention committee member complained to me today that what I wrote about Shel had made it sound like he was the only one with any passion or love of the art forms in that hall. I don't think I said that…but if anyone took that away from anything I wrote, let me correct that impression. I've been dealing with various permutations of the convention committee since '70 and have yet to meet a person who didn't love comics and/or science-fiction. That's one of the reasons I think the convention works as well as it does.

Getting back to Shel and his estrangement: I think there was a role for him in the con in his later years. I do not quite understand why he didn't accept it. And that's about as much on this topic as I feel like writing tonight.

I will add a possible correction: I said Shel's last appearance at the con was 2001. That's the last time I saw him there, and I think he told me that was the last time he ventured into one. Others have since told me they saw him there, albeit briefly, in later years. Whatever, the point is that he went from being the point man and figurehead of the con to being a fellow who made cameo appearances and felt distanced from it all. That's very sad but I'm happy to see him getting recognition for what he did contribute, and I stand by what I wrote here: Those of us who care about comics are forever in his debt.

You Were Warned!

We told you last Wednesday that four-day passes for next year's Comic-Con International would soon be gone. They're gone.