There’s nothing quite like a comic convention. The nearly constant buzz of conversation, occasional shouts and frequent squeaks as people recognize their favorite characters walking around outside of their stories. I’ve just gotten back from Nan Desu Kan, one of the Midwest’s biggest anime conventions, and as usual, it was an adventure. Read the rest of this entry
I should know by now that summer is a hard time to keep up with a blog. Paradoxically, it’s probably the busiest time of the year for me. But that’s not the only reason that June went by without an update here. A few weeks ago, I lost my grandmother suddenly. It seems like I was just with her, helping her go through her garage and letting go of things that she didn’t need. Last week, I was helping my mother and aunt sort and organize her house, now that she is gone. We never want to say goodbye to anyone in our lives, but there are some ways that we wish we didn’t have to lose them. Read the rest of this entry
Close to this time a year ago, I posted about the senbazuru, or one thousand cranes, that my sister and I folded together. I thought it might be a good time, then (better late than never, right?), to post the pictures of the cranes strung together. They have long since taken flight back to Japan, but I have some photographs to remember them by.
This week I’m featuring an article my sister wrote for Talk Magazine, a great blog that discusses art in all of its many forms. Her essay focuses on a lesser known art, the art of cosplay, or the creation of costumes and the performance art of wearing them. My sister and I competed in the cosplay contest during this year’s Denver Comic Con. Her article talks about that experience, as well as some of the fun and challenge of cosplay. Enjoy!
I am a cosplayer. My tools are grommets, super glue, papier-mâché and anything else that might not fit into your average conception of a sewing kit. I spend hours hunching over fabric, ripping out miles of seams, and brainstorming ways to defy physics. When I step onto the floor of the convention hall, I wear a disguise that tells everyone exactly who I am.
Photo by Ariane Peveto
The word cosplay, a portmanteau of “costume” and “play,” is much more than a Halloween costume or dressing up. When someone builds a cosplay and wears it, it speaks to who she is, what kind of person she wants to be. A cosplayer’s job is to become a character. To put on not only that character’s clothes, but also mannerisms and demeanor.
There is a huge difference between buying a bagged costume and creating a functioning set of angel…
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Last night, I survived and enjoyed the very first public reading of my work! Thanks to all who came to hear the three writers last night–we appreciated all the support. To promote our stories, we each made up an illustration for a bookmark. Read the rest of this entry