I was invited to Una Volta, the comics festival at Bastia, Corsica, to run a cardboard robot workshop and meet French comic artists. It was great! I met some lovely, brilliant people. Check the link to see who they were - I'll just forget someone if I list them here. They were all great. The work was amazing. I felt honoured to be there, and I laughed my head off because everyone was hilarious. I especially enjoyed making use of some echoing dungeons under the Citadel where the exhibition was held, singing quite dreadfully in harmony.
I was very proud to see my drawings from "Cheese Belongs to You" and "Sleepwalkers" framed up, I've never exhibited pencil drawings before.
The Robot Workshop was a big success, despite my terrible Franglais. I had very good assistants.
I doodled a lot to distract myself from all the socialising. Socialising at Festivals is hard. These are doodles on demand, just people telling me what to draw so they can laugh at how fast it happens.
And some doodles just for my own enjoyment.
We went to the beach looking for treasure.
There was a panel talk. It was brief, so I didn't bring up the one thing that bothered me: how come that half the children in my workshop were girls, many of the organisers were women, there were girls and women all over the festival, taking part... but when I looked through the books on display, pretty much all of them were about men having adventures. Strange.
Otherwise, I absolutely loved the whole event. You wouldn't believe the amount of tasty food we were fed constantly. Look, there even was bacon at the panel talk.
I came back early in the morning of my birthday and fell asleep in a nest of balloons. Yay!
NOTE: The thing on the screen is the beginning of the first piece of writing I did after a full stress breakdown years ago. I had massive daily panic attacks for over a year.
Not an essential piece of information but there you go.
Thank you all for your kind words. I have put together a pitch of this comic for publication, let's see what happens.