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bronze_ribbonsMore detailed notes/thoughts coming later as time permits, but here's an overview (and so that the memories aren't totally a blur by the time I get back to it):
9 a.m.- 10 a.m. - attended workshop on making bobbin lace. Shared a rolling bolster with![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
marginaliana, who turned out to be a natural whiz at the basic stitches (me, not so much, but that's to be expected from someone who has trouble distinguishing left from right):
Lots of pretty tools...
...and books to peruse...
...and here's a closer look at one of the HP patterns-in-progress:
Also saw snottygrrl and one of the offline Lauras. Took away a kit for making a snake bookmark.
10 a.m. - 10:30 a.m. - pre-Snupin meetup on one of the stair landings overlooking the Hilton lobby. Some chatting with marginaliana, valis2, and drusillas_rain.
10:30 a.m. - 12:15 p.m.-ish - Snupin meetup at Caribou Coffee. Twilightsorcery will post all the names of the attendees (she drew a diagram in her sketchbook and had us write our names correctly, so the spellings will be correct there). A mix of artists and writers, which was very nice -- some discussion of techniques in both media. Much discussion of tropes we love and hate, commenting, and crossover pairings and plots we really want to see (for instance, r_grayjoy really wants someone to write Peter Pettigrew and the rats of NIMH), much reccing, and MUCH laughing -- many hilarious off-the-cuff one-liners. When someone noticed that Alisanne had a black full-size laptop, ___ had a white full-size laptop, and jin fenhuang a miniature silver laptop...
...jin immediately quipped, "Harry/Draco mpreg."
12:15 p.m.-ish - 1:00 p.m. Some of us lingered at Caribou for a bit; Mijan and a friend stopped by and talk turned to the challenges of writing fic in public and fans clamoring for sequels. Then valis, marginaliana, drusilla, and I walked to the 11 Diner and chatted in the parking lot for a while...
(V, M, and D)
...as well as giving valis's famous squid some love:
We ended up with not enough time for the rendezvous/lunch and headed back to the hotel, where we split up to head to the sessions that interested us most -- v to a panel on Snape characterizations, m to a workshop on writing, and me to Amy Tenbrink's presentation/discussion on the legal and logistical issues of organizing academic-fandom conferences. It was great! -- lots of insights on how decisions got made (including ones that non-organizers might find baffling/frustrating/bewildering, such as why there aren't comps -- short answer is "tax code," how/when Warner Brothers enforces copyright (in recent years they've cracked down on using the word "Quidditch"), some of her own background (Amy herself is a longtime participant in online fandom, and roundtables are kept small primarily to make discussion possible -- the idea is to recreate in realspace the experience of making a LJ post and interacting with comments), and contending with unions (a major headache this time around), etc. Sheryll was also there in her purple-spidered glory...
...
and offered her insights from running ConventionAlley, as did Kabal from the European cons:
(Kabal has the purple hair; Skyler has the Lupin-scars)
Skyler and several others talked about running into overzealous fair use enforcement when trying to get their theses or school projects photocopied; Laura Horowitz, who works at Barnes and Noble, talked afterwards with another attendee about the extensive promotion restrictions that accompanied the release of Book 7.
Afterwards, a bunch of us started walking north in search of lunch. Skyler and Kabal peeled off at the Artists Cafe; V, M, and I continued on to the Wow Bao at Van Buren and Lasalle. Bao, mmm (and homemade ginger ale, too, and V and M also ordered potstickers). And yet more good conversation, including about how one's plans tend to mutate when one is tired:
Then V. went back to the conference, and M. and I continued walking west and north. It was a gloriously beautiful day: we picked up baklava for my reading tonight (from the Pan Hellenic Pastry Shop in Greektown - where a Helen does all the baking, and where two old Greek men were playing chess, muttering at each other in Greek), lingered on various bridges and at the foot of various skyscrapers, browsed the sale at Brent Books, admired the skyline from my hotel room (near Merchandise Mart), and then walked all the back to Millennium Park, where we heard the start of a recital in the bandshell (a tall blond woman in a flowing red dress sat down to play Beethoven's Moonlight sonata), walked under the Cloud sculpture, and then ate burgers at the Park grill. (The opening ceremony of the Olympics were on the tv screens above the bar... and when President Bush's face appeared, there were some loud cheers and some even louder boos.) Then we walked on in the darkness to Buckingham Fountain, where my cellphone snapshots cannot do justice to the glorious cheesiness of the music and the lights and the gigantic plumes of water:
And then we said goodbye on Michigan Avenue and I walked back up north, during which there were more wonders to behold (a wedding shoot, a good street saxphonist, chess hustlers shaking their booty, etc.) but I've got a train to catch, so more about those later. Darn anti-Apparation restrictions! ;-)
9 a.m.- 10 a.m. - attended workshop on making bobbin lace. Shared a rolling bolster with
marginaliana, who turned out to be a natural whiz at the basic stitches (me, not so much, but that's to be expected from someone who has trouble distinguishing left from right): Lots of pretty tools...
...and books to peruse...
...and here's a closer look at one of the HP patterns-in-progress:
Also saw snottygrrl and one of the offline Lauras. Took away a kit for making a snake bookmark.
10 a.m. - 10:30 a.m. - pre-Snupin meetup on one of the stair landings overlooking the Hilton lobby. Some chatting with marginaliana, valis2, and drusillas_rain.
10:30 a.m. - 12:15 p.m.-ish - Snupin meetup at Caribou Coffee. Twilightsorcery will post all the names of the attendees (she drew a diagram in her sketchbook and had us write our names correctly, so the spellings will be correct there). A mix of artists and writers, which was very nice -- some discussion of techniques in both media. Much discussion of tropes we love and hate, commenting, and crossover pairings and plots we really want to see (for instance, r_grayjoy really wants someone to write Peter Pettigrew and the rats of NIMH), much reccing, and MUCH laughing -- many hilarious off-the-cuff one-liners. When someone noticed that Alisanne had a black full-size laptop, ___ had a white full-size laptop, and jin fenhuang a miniature silver laptop...
...jin immediately quipped, "Harry/Draco mpreg."
12:15 p.m.-ish - 1:00 p.m. Some of us lingered at Caribou for a bit; Mijan and a friend stopped by and talk turned to the challenges of writing fic in public and fans clamoring for sequels. Then valis, marginaliana, drusilla, and I walked to the 11 Diner and chatted in the parking lot for a while...
(V, M, and D)
...as well as giving valis's famous squid some love:
We ended up with not enough time for the rendezvous/lunch and headed back to the hotel, where we split up to head to the sessions that interested us most -- v to a panel on Snape characterizations, m to a workshop on writing, and me to Amy Tenbrink's presentation/discussion on the legal and logistical issues of organizing academic-fandom conferences. It was great! -- lots of insights on how decisions got made (including ones that non-organizers might find baffling/frustrating/bewildering, such as why there aren't comps -- short answer is "tax code," how/when Warner Brothers enforces copyright (in recent years they've cracked down on using the word "Quidditch"), some of her own background (Amy herself is a longtime participant in online fandom, and roundtables are kept small primarily to make discussion possible -- the idea is to recreate in realspace the experience of making a LJ post and interacting with comments), and contending with unions (a major headache this time around), etc. Sheryll was also there in her purple-spidered glory...
...and offered her insights from running ConventionAlley, as did Kabal from the European cons:
(Kabal has the purple hair; Skyler has the Lupin-scars)
Skyler and several others talked about running into overzealous fair use enforcement when trying to get their theses or school projects photocopied; Laura Horowitz, who works at Barnes and Noble, talked afterwards with another attendee about the extensive promotion restrictions that accompanied the release of Book 7.
Afterwards, a bunch of us started walking north in search of lunch. Skyler and Kabal peeled off at the Artists Cafe; V, M, and I continued on to the Wow Bao at Van Buren and Lasalle. Bao, mmm (and homemade ginger ale, too, and V and M also ordered potstickers). And yet more good conversation, including about how one's plans tend to mutate when one is tired:
Then V. went back to the conference, and M. and I continued walking west and north. It was a gloriously beautiful day: we picked up baklava for my reading tonight (from the Pan Hellenic Pastry Shop in Greektown - where a Helen does all the baking, and where two old Greek men were playing chess, muttering at each other in Greek), lingered on various bridges and at the foot of various skyscrapers, browsed the sale at Brent Books, admired the skyline from my hotel room (near Merchandise Mart), and then walked all the back to Millennium Park, where we heard the start of a recital in the bandshell (a tall blond woman in a flowing red dress sat down to play Beethoven's Moonlight sonata), walked under the Cloud sculpture, and then ate burgers at the Park grill. (The opening ceremony of the Olympics were on the tv screens above the bar... and when President Bush's face appeared, there were some loud cheers and some even louder boos.) Then we walked on in the darkness to Buckingham Fountain, where my cellphone snapshots cannot do justice to the glorious cheesiness of the music and the lights and the gigantic plumes of water:
And then we said goodbye on Michigan Avenue and I walked back up north, during which there were more wonders to behold (a wedding shoot, a good street saxphonist, chess hustlers shaking their booty, etc.) but I've got a train to catch, so more about those later. Darn anti-Apparation restrictions! ;-)
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