Well, I still haven't plummeted into PCD(post con depression) yet, and I'm flying pretty high, I finally feel like a real artist, and my first four badges ever look just as good as any other out there. I really need to work on my new gallery, with work that reflects my current level of skill. Although interestingly enough, the only print I sold all weekend was the "Hounds" picture that I didn't print out real copies of, because I didn't think it was a good enough piece. I feel bad that I didn't take down a whole lot of numbers or email addresses or anything of the like, but I did make sure to hand out lots of business cards (even if my first batch didn't have my current phone number or furaffinity account info). Also the flyers for the PCD party at my place next weekend did get circulated and I met a handful of local furs who have the scoop on the scene, so I should be plugging into a regular group of friends now.

I can't even begin to thank everyone who was so nice and helpful and generous to me at this con, I wouldn't have made it without them all. From Binky and his friends, who are the first "furr-ends" I made out here, to the two guys who gave away food to the starving artists, and naturally Saturday's tablemate FauxPas who fed me almost all day, that kept my energy reserves up to peddling my art, and most importantly to the generous guys (and gal) who let me crash on their hotel room floor friday and saturday nights, even though my phone went off at seven so that I could make it to the artist's alley sign-ups.

I spent most of my time in the artist's alley learning my marketing tactic and what I should be selling, from open to close everyday I sat at my table, through plummeting and bottomed out blood sugar and sleep deprivation, to depression and anxiety (and finally satisfaction) over my sales. I really wonder where next year will take me, I really really wanna go again next year, but I'm not sure if I'll still be living on the same coast. But next time, and there will be a next time, I'll be sure to go in style with a dealer's den table, and an assistant so as to take breaks for events and to browse the wares of my fellow artists.

So whatever the future holds for me exactly, I look forward with rare optimism to future cons, and there are many that were pointed out to me for future scrutiny, and integrating myself into the local furry community.