All Eyes Towards The Inner Harbor

The Baltimore Comic-Con goes off this weekend, the first jab in a one-two punch that will come with next weekend's Alternative Press Expo and effectively end the comics convention calendar year. I think BCC has moved past the major convention status that some had dreamed for it a few years ago and settled into prime regional convention expectation territory, a Heroes Con with Maryland blue crab instead of pulled-pork barbecue. In other words, it's a perfectly entertaining show, comics-focused, with a ton of pros there happy to be talked to and engaged and asked to sign stuff or even make art if they're so inclined.

Baltimore's great. It has about 100 worthwhile museums ranging in interests from the traditional Walters Art Museum and all those students sitting on the floor sketching to the Geppi comics place I hope to visit someday. It has been a career background character in the films of John Waters, and was the backdrop of the greatest television show. It has Atomic Books, Pimlico, Jack's Bistro, Lexington Market and Edgar Allan Poe's grave. Walk around the downtown if you can; ever since Denver turned over I've felt Baltimore is America's best preserved city in a certain 1950s-1970s "George Sprott" sense. If you're not from one of the coasts seek out a place to devour some seafood.

As for the show itself, go and dive into some comic books and their makers. Attend the Harveys, which will hopefully be classy and well-attended. Now that the frying pan to the face effect of the recent big announcements has begun to wear off, the gossip from comics professionals about what all of it means should be fast and furious and fearless. If I lived within 400 miles, I'd surely be right there with you.
 
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