My doors are now open!
(And no, that's not sexual innuendo. Unless, y'know, it's for the right price.)

So I'm a little bit, um... poor at the moment. Thank you Comic-Con for taking my money. And so I'm now accepting commissions. Right now I'm only doing simple character shots in pencil, pretty much like all my recent gallery uploads (most notably, the Runaways series [link] ) but probably a little more action-y if it's called for. $60 for each character. A little bit more for minimal backgrounds (like $10?). And then a little bit more if you want the original. (I'm strangely inexperienced at the commission game, so I'm sure someone more seasoned will tell me if something's wrong with my pricing.)
And I'm not saying absolutely "No" to more detailed pieces with multiple characters or to fully colored ones or to just strictly color commissions. But we'll have to dish it out in notes or emails.
I'll start off with the first 3 responses I get and finish those before I move on to the next set (as I get easily stressed out with too many things at once), assuming I get more than 3.
Comment here, note me, or email at rodin_e@yahoo.com

Please help me afford art supplies and my weekly comics.

-R

The last time I went to a Comic-Con was a couple years ago, and for only like half a day. So this was kind of my first real 4-day SDCC experience. And it was absolutely what I wanted it to be. And then some. It was just a mix of really great stuff.

My bud, Russ ( [link] ), and I braved the 9 hour drive to SD. By the end of the first day, we had been awake for about 36 hours. So we both ended up passing out (me, right at the beginning, and him, a little bit after) at the Green Lantern: First Flight screening, while other people got turned away because the room was at capacity. Awesome. I managed to find one of the GI Joe packages I did. Though paying $20 for my own art wasn't particularly a highlight. Another non-highlight was waiting outside in the sun for more than 2 & 1/2 hours for the Iron Man 2 panel and still not getting in. Pissed? Yeah, I was. But that day was redeemed by bumping in to Adam Warren and getting to meet and talk a bit with totally awesome colorist Christina Strain (Thanks for everything!). And I later got to bump in to equally awesome colorist Nei Ruffino and mispronounce her name.

So, for the whole con, Russ and I hung out with his Internet pal, Jr ( [link] ) and, Jr's celeb-autograph-hound brother-in-law, Sean. Russ got us on the guest list for one of the parties at the Hard Rock Hotel with some B.S. story about producers, Germany, not knowing what Comic-Con was and god knows what else. Hanging with them, I got to see Leslie Nielsen and Keenan Thompson walking the halls, Elizabeth Mitchell, Wesley Snipes, Tony Todd, Jesse McCartney, and some others I forgot walking around and in Hard Rock (apparently I missed Zach Quinto and Tobey Maguire because I was busy texting).

But here's the highlight for me: We all decided to just loiter in the Hard Rock lobby. I guess in the off-chance we might see someone famous. And we did. STAN LEE! Even though he was flanked by bodyguards and hos and was ready to head up to some party, he took the time to shake hands and take pictures with us and other fans. So awesome! But the best part came later as he was leaving the hotel. Now, I'm a really shy un-social guy with, probably, a self-esteem problem. So when Russ suggested I get Stan Lee to sign one of the drawings in my sketchbook, I was hesitant. I found a Mary Jane sketch for him to sign, but was too nervous to go up. So Russ took my book and did it for me. (From his recollection) He held up the page and the Sharpie to Stan as he was walking out. He caught a glimpse of the drawing as the bodyguard started blocking Russ' way, saying, "He doesn't sign." Without taking his eye off the drawing, Stan shoves his bodyguard aside and says, "I want to sign." He does so, looks at Russ and says, "Very good." [link] I died. Even though I didn't personally get the words (Curse you, nerves!), it was still my drawing. So that was the best, geekiest moment of the best, geekiest convention I've been to.