Comic-con cometh.
Update (15.07.07) ~ If you time this right, and prostrate yourself within the appropriate house of worship, you can get these signed by the Lady herself.
They’re already signed by yours truly because I sign everything I complete with pride. Assembled a bookcase. Signed. Ate my vegetables. Signed (and washed off). Re-filled the travel-sized shampoo, soap, and conditioner bottles. Signed, signed, signed!
If you wanted the prints unsigned…well, can’t help you there. But alongside us will be some wonderful, AMAZING artists (my friends, my colleagues, my countrymen, but mostly total strangers…albeit wonderfully talented total strangers). You’re more than welcome to purchase an unsigned print from a more emotionally-stable-artist-who-doesn’t-obsessively-sign-everything and ask Renée to sign that. (Satisfaction not guaranteed. Results may vary. But, seriously, scope out the other booths and tables. The sea of talent is unending).
