Last August, during the Toronto Expo, I learned the organizers were doing a convention in Montréal. Making this the biggest convention to come to Montréal yet. I didn't waste any time, and as soon as I got home, I sent my cheque and registration to book a table in Artists Alley. Had I known it was this easy to get invited, I would have waited and would've got in for free... (probably, maybe... meh, whatever)

So on Friday the 14th, I headed with a port-folio of Miss.Dynamite originals, hentai originals, fanzines, frames and posters to the Montréal Palais des Congrès (convention center).

That's one ugly-ass convention center. Only in Montréal can architects design something on crack. I have to point that this wasn't made in the 60s, it's recent! And it's too damn big. From the subway station it takes 5 minutes walking inside the center before you get to the convention room... I mean, what were they planning to showcase there, an aircraft carrier and it's fleet of battleships?

The door were opening at 4pm, but I got there at noon because I needed to meet my sister at Montréal's Salon du Livre (a book festival) in the afternoon. There was a bunch of people waiting at the entrance, so I thought, at this time, they must be exhibitors too. I ask them if they've seen the organizers and they haven't. I wait 5 minutes at the door before I finally decide to have a look inside where I finally find the registration table hidden in the back of the room. Turns out the people outside were visitors waiting for the opening hour (4 hours early??).

Karl locking his bike.

Although the convention seemed to be well organized, I can't give them a good note over their French translation, that seems to come directly from Google. X-) What would normally be "have it signed" in english, now becomes "to make sign". It doesn't matter though, it's just funny.

Saturday, day 2. A larger attendence than Friday, I make a 360 degree photography tour.







Pat Lee was the attraction of the day, although it doesn't seem to show in that picture...

Late supper at the Turf, a smoked meat place. @_@ (why the hell did they put smoked meat in the lasagna? burp!)

I met P-ro (or Pyro or Ace) on the right and her friend (on the left, d'uh!) who's art I had seen previously on Aki's board (click at your own risk!). Turns out they're going at the same college I went, also in graphic design, with some of the same teachers! Except in my time, we didn't have the Internet.

I'm old........

On a side note, girls liked to look through my hentai port-folio.

Christ Oliver trying to disturb Avary's ninja-like concentration. The purpose of the ninja is to flip out and kill people.

This is Francis's cookies.

This is Francis.

I hated BubbleGum Crisis, but these suits are wicked! Too bad I didn't catch a pic of the girls while they wearing them (I think these suits were too uncomfortable).

Food, again (can you guess what?)

Uh-oh, furries!

Karl's monster.

Is this is a cosplayer's mullet or is it an actual mullet?

Psst! The red book is hentai...

In the middle, Salgood Sam.

Stéphanie or Technogotika.

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Éric Thériault and Boussourir.

You were right Stéphanie, you look terrible on that pic. ;-)

Sunday morning, before the opening.

These aren't the boobs you're looking for...

Thursday, the day before the convention started, I went to the Dollorama store and bought ten little glass frames. When no one was at the table (which is pretty often), I doodled some sketches, colored them with markers and sold them for few bucks. I sold 8 out of 10, which is not bad.