We had the venue, the Lion’s Club of San Pablo, for only ONE day. So we had planned to bring all the tables, chairs, mobile, tarpaulins, decorations, exhibits and exhibit panels early in the day before the doors opened at 10am, and pack them all up by 6:00pm.
We were at the venue at 6:30am. We planned to be there at 6 but we’re sleepy heads. The caretaker of the place was a sleepy head as well because we were knocking on the gates long before she opened it. As soon as she sleepily staggered to open the gate for us, off we went.
The tarpaulins and exhibit panels were courtesy of Davies Paints and the United Architects of the Philippines, San Pablo Chapter. The UAP is celebrating National Architecture Week, and they chose to co-sponsor the event. They can only sponsor an event if members of the sponsored group/event had architects in it, and there were THREE of us: myself, Ilyn and Arlan Esmeña. All of us card-carrying members of UAP San Pablo.
Dressing up the stage
Setting up the exhibits
Early birds Andrew Villar and Rod Espinosa help set up the exhibits. Thanks guys!
Pregnant Komikera Edjee setting up exhibits
The United Architects of the Philippines, San Pablo Chapter
Ilyn at the Komikero Publishing table
Pinoy Komiks Rebyu fan, Maya Salas
Heubert Michael, Stephen Segovia and Harvey Tolibao at the Comic Odyssey table
The Great Manix Abrera
Kajo Baldisimo of TRESE
Christina, from Germany!
My dad browsing a copy of “Where Bold Stars Go To Die”, much to my horror. I have yet to tell them about this comic book. Well, they know now.
We offer our appreciation for Mr. Hugo “Boboy” Yonzon for his contribution to Philippine comics.
Grand Prize contest winner.
John Becaro at the Freedom Wall
Edgar Tadeo. Dramatic.
The Cast of Characters
With Rod Espinosa
With Kajo Baldisimo and Manix Abrera
The Komikero Artists Group, recreating the poster. See you all next year!
We closed our event at 6:00pm and we packed and out of the venue by 7:00pm. Then some of us had beers afterwards. I just had one because that’s all I can take. Riding alone on a tricycle on the way back home, spent and ragged, I felt like I was coming home from the most awesome Komikero meeting ever.