Hello, dear and wonderful zine friends. I hope the mid of the week is treating you well, and that good things have been coming your way.
Today, I am very happy to share the next episode of The Zine Collector: an interview with Sober Bob Monthly!
This is definitely going to be a rare occurrence for a number of different reasons, but I am so happy Sober Bob and I were able to work together to create this chat about so many zine things.
**This episode contains some adult language.**
In this episode of The Zine Collector, I chat with Sober Bob Monthly about zine pricing, risographing, zine culture, zine fairs, and so much more.
Please forgive some of the hiccups and technical difficulties.
Links Mentioned This Episode:
*Sober Bob Monthly: https://www.instagram.com/soberbobmonthly/
Etsy shop coming soon!
*Visible Ink/Copy & Destroy Zine Library: http://visibleink.org
*Woolf Pack: https://www.facebook.com/woolfpackbrisbane/
*Concrete Queers: https://concretequeers.com
*(Queer/Non-binary experiences and games zine) Times and Troubles by Sav Ferguson: https://twitter.com/timesntroubles
*Obscene – Horror Zines
*Philip Dearest: https://www.instagram.com/philipdearest
*Don Burke is a C*nt Zine
*Sticky Institute/Festival of the Photocopier: https://www.facebook.com/stickytheinstitute/
*Elevator Teeth: http://elevatorteeth.com
*Glom Press: http://glompress.storenvy.com
*Ashley Ronning/Hello Press: https://ashleyronning.com
*Animal Bro/Your Mum’s Realm of the Senses: https://www.etsy.com/au/shop/AnimalBro
*Francis Cannon: https://www.instagram.com/frances_cannon
*Natalie Michelle Watson: https://www.instagram.com/nataliemichellewatson/
*Former ZICS Coordinator Jeremy: https://www.instagram.com/the_staples/
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International Zine Month 2017 Day 3: Zine Distro Appreciation Day
Hello zine friends! It’s International Zine Month, which means I’ve shouting my zine love from the rooftops even more often than usual for the entire month.
Zine Distro Appreciation Day! Order from a zine distro
Zine distros! Those beautiful places that gather ziney goodness and organise it for easy purchase by the masses. They give us a chance to get our cut and pasted words out to people we will probably never meet. Thank you distros!
So today’s task is to order from a distro. I would love to do that and shout out about the zinelicious goodies headed to my post box… but I have a rather spendy neuro appointment coming up. Until I know if I need more than one of those spendy appointments to get my noggin’ sorted, I’m afraid I’m not going to be able to purchase any zines.
Are you in a similar financial position? Well we can still show our distro love!
I would love to show my distro appreciation by shouting out to my closest zine distro: Sticky Institute! I visit them every time I’m in the Melbs CBD, and they stock my zines as well!
I’m also going to show my distro appreciation by shouting out to the distro I would like to order from next: Pen Fight Distro! They are located in the UK and have a unicorn on their logo. Does it get any better?
If you love your local – or not so local – zine distro, please leave a link in the comments! I love looking through the listings of new-to-me distros.
Until tomorrow, keep those glue sticks out and scissors cutting.
Other Zinesters Joining In (Let me know if you are, and I’ll add you to the list!):
Play along with 31 Days of International Zine Month Activities here!
my dads ugly clock-wall
I picked this little zine up last Friday at the Melbourne Art Book Fair because it made me laugh. I do so appreciate a smile or a laugh…
There’s something about not just thinking that one’s dad’s clock wall is ugly but thinking it’s so ugly that you need to make a zine out of its magnificent ugliness that makes me literally laugh out loud. It’s probably one of the best demonstrations of ‘zines can be about anything you want’ that I’ve ever seen.
This zine is exactly what it says it is. Its entire contents are small colour pictures of this wall of clocks. I’m a big fan of the absurdist branch of exitentialism, so the absurdity of this little zine. It’s ridiculously funny (to me).
Just so you can get a better view of the size…
The editor side of me does feel a little riled up about the lack of apostrophe in ‘dads’, unnecessary hypenation with ‘clock-wall’, and the misspelling of one’s own URL (I have spelled it correctly above so the link works), so that does take away a little bit from it. While on one side it is a bit nit picky of me, when your zine only has five words and a URL, these sorts of things are going to stand out.
That being said, I was thinking about how I may have to forgive no contact details on a zine this small. Lo and behold, there are details on the back. No excuses, everyone!
So if you like the strange and odd, and you think you may have a similar sense of humour to mine, then you might want to grab this one.
Big title for a long post. 🙂 First things first: I’ll be putting the rest of this post behind a ‘more’ tag because it has a lot of pictures. That way it saves a bit of site loading time and trouble for anyone who isn’t looking to read the full post. So click on that tag to read about my adventures in Melbourne on the 17th.
Wowza. So much work to do and never enough time to do it!
Sticky Institute (ardent defenders of zine culture since 2001) has been invited by the National Gallery of Victoria to run a zine fair in conjunction with their Melbourne Art Book Fair, taking place between Friday 17 – Sunday 19 March 2017.
Sea Green Zines will be participating(!) as part of one hundred zine makers Sticky has invited to display and sell their work at the 2017 Melbourne Art Book Fair. This showcase will present Melbourne’s vibrant DIY publishing community alongside zines from around Australia.
The zine fair will be happening in the ‘kitchen space’ between the gift shop and the Great Hall.
Things have been in an absolute flurry around SGZ headquarters as I print copies, covers, and labels as well as do soooooo much sewing and folding.
So much of all the things. When you have seven of one zine series, six of another, and a few one-off zines, even doing a few copies of each one quite quickly turns into a huge stack of work.
Wanderer is so awesome, though, and knows that I will work and work while forgetting everything else, so he kept the coffee flowing. Later in the day…
…he set up a little ‘relax retreat’ in the back yard. <3 That guy.
This is the stack of sewing that I finished at twenty minutes past midnight last night. Ooof!
There’s still a stack of things to do, which is why I might not be the best at keeping up with pretty much every other facet of my life. Reviews will still be going up this week, but there will be delays in email or other message responses.
Aaaaand, just as a little sneaky…
You all know how much I absolutely adore zines, and I am absolutely tickled that Sticky invited me to table at this event. I will have all my zines there for your purchasing pleasure.
However, given it’s the art book fair… I will also have a few copies of my novel, Dark Echoes, there, too. You can get a signed copy for your awesome self. I’ll pop the synopsis at the end of this post. (Yes, it’s the third in a series, but it can be read as a standalone.)
Well, that’s me for now.Dark EchoesLONE WOLF
Lily Peterson is a wolf who hunts alone. Haunted by the attack that left her best friend permanently human, she will do whatever it takes to catch her prey.FATE
Jason North is one of the Neuri, a pack of werewolves with special abilities. He knows he’s never met Lily before, but his instincts tell him he has. He’ll keep her close until he figures out why.EVERYBODY LIES
A war that has played out across lifetimes threatens to consume Echo Falls. Friends become enemies, and old enemies become allies. Lily fights against memories that aren’t hers, forced toward a fate she doesn’t believe in.
Fate is about to learn that Lily doesn’t like being told what to do.
This past week has been a very, very happy week (and some) for my post box, which made the less than great aspects of the week easier to bear.
It’s also brought to light that my mail tracking system is less than ideal. Idle Emma mentioned in passing how she tracks mail in one of her videos, and that’s really inspired me to shape up. Always room to improve!
On to the happy mail awesomeness.
Back before my dear Asimov had his medical emergency, I decided that I was finally in a good enough space to get something I’ve been after for ages… a Sticky Institute dog tag! Lo and behold, they sent it along with some zine-y goodness! <3
How cool is this? And it was only $3 AUD at their Big Cartel if you’d like to get one of your own.
Say hello to the mystery mail portion of this week’s happy mail! This Zine-O-Matic slice of absolute awesomeness arrived completely unexpectedly, and I have been dancing on sunshine since. Especially because I had no idea who’d sent it.
Zine-O-Matic is a zine subscription service that gives zines to your mailbox every month. It’s like Lootcrate for zine enthusiasts, and I absolutely adore the concept. So you can imagine the top level of fangirling I went to when I opened this envelope up.
Okay, so in the time between when I started this post and now, it’s come to light who sent this along. However, for a few days, I had the excited pleasure of having absolutely no idea who sent along this zines-and-stuff-filled envelope of delight. Made even more special by the fact that I’ve wanted to get Shit Talk and Slowquest in my hands for what feels like months now.
This lovely is another piece of completely unexpected happy mail from Elizabeth at Tenderly Surrender. I totally felt like a toddler with something shiny when I took this out of the envelope because the aesthetics of it got me straight away. This isn’t the place to review, zines, though, so you’ll have to wait for my review to find out what I’m on about.
More zine awesomeness from the UK (now officially on my ‘places I really need to go’ list)! People who make zines like this, you have to tell me how you’re doing it. These look so amazing and clean cut! You all know I love all the zines, but I can certainly appreciate some to-the-edge printing and nice, nice paper. Wowza. And yay for mail art! I love it. I apologise for – because it is at a level I need to apologise for – not taking a picture of the art Misha did on the back of the envelope. So much fun.
Big Tight is just getting going with a site, so be sure to head over there and check it out.
Shiny! How could I not smile when seeing a shiny, reflective silver envelope in my post box? Billy certainly knows how to liven up a post box. Hahaha.
This beauty snuck in today, so I grabbed a shot outside to include in today’s post. Please excuse my fingers, but I had to hold the zine shut! Billy sends his zines bound but not folded to help save on postage (#protip), so this chunky little zine kept wanting to spring open. Woohoo! So much reading ahead.
I am so utterly, utterly gobsmacked by the pure joy people have sent me in the post. Truly. I am so happy when I see things in the post, when I open them up, and even later on when I’m posting about them. This post has me all kinds of happy all over again, and I can’t stop smiling. Thank you, thank you, thank you, and have a beautiful week!
Catching up! I am embracing my lateness and posting up three zine things at once. Mostly because my life is unexciting in a way that makes combining these things make sense.
Side note: Happy 4th of July to US people.
On to the things!
Re-read your favourite zines.
I was on the road on day two, but I did bring zines with me. Some favourites-to-be (at the time of reading them). (Switching back and forth in time tense is haaard.) Had I been home to read some favourites, you know they would have been on the 100th Zine Review Celebration Awards: All You Need is Zine Love list.
Zine Distro appreciation day! Order from a zine distro.
To know Sticky Institute is to love Sticky Institute. <3 I appreciate the big fuzzy love hearts out of that place. Especially since this woman (I apologise if you I identify otherwise) with highlighter blue hair was totally cool and supportive when I started going into panic mode during one visit.
You can definitely order from Sticky by clicking this link or go onto Etsy to find heaps of zines there. This day is a tiny smiggle of a cop out because AusPost shipping stinks, and I’ve been saving my dollars for an in-person visit soon.
Read a zine from a country other than your own.
That’s really not hard to do. While I am able to get more zines locally now, I’d say a good 75% – 85% of my entire zine collection is not from Australia.
Because I read so many international zines, and because it’s been a very rough time emotionally (nothing wrong – I’m a SAD bipolar bear is all), I’m not going to stress myself by making myself read a zine on top of the other things I’d like to accomplish today. I always want zines to be what I want to read and engage with rather than ever being something I *have* to do.
In the end, it probably doesn’t matter either way to anyone but me, but there it is anyway. 🙂
More to come!
Guest Informant #1
Emma D / Luke You
Ah, the 100th review. I hope you’ll like my choice for the big 100th, because I certainly enjoyed it on a number of levels. Of course, it wouldn’t be a review if I didn’t tell you all about it…
I’d tell you what Guest Informant #1 is about, but I think they’ve already done a better job than I could do…
Guest Informant is a conversation zine made by Sydney zinemaker Emma D and Melbourne zinemaker Luke You. Issue number one was recorded on Sunday 19.7.2015 in Emma D’s kitchen in Dulwich Hill, Sydney Australia.
I usually leave the tactile type stuff for the end of the review, but I think I’ll put it at the beginning this time, as that’s what second caught my attention with this zine (the first being the title, which I think is very cool). I was quite enamoured with the slightly thin, slightly brown interior paper of this zine. As it turns out, they saved me the time of tracking down more info about it, as this is in the back:
…The inside pages are all 60gsm Bulky Newsprint from the intriguing Stationers Supply in Collingwood.
I love it to absolute bits in ways that don’t quite fit into words yet. In ways that make me think that I simply must have some even if I never do anything with it (more the shame if I didn’t, though).
I was actually a bit nervous at the beginning of reading this zine, as they were talking about bands and gigs. If there’s one thing I don’t know about (other than poetry), it’s the band/music scene. But before I knew it, I’d already been swept up in the flow of conversation. The conversation being what this zine is all about.
There’s something really beautiful about text on a page with nothing else. There aren’t even names or indicators to tell you who is speaking, let alone anything like body language (but for the occasional ‘(laughs)’). I imagine people who know one or both of the people involved could guess, but I don’t. When you strip that away, even stripping away things that inform our prejudgments that we didn’t realise informed our prejudgments, you’re left only with what the people are actually saying.
Reading this zine was like reading the middle of a book. No backstory. You have the main topics, but there are also the little clues like how it started with playing the flute and references to Sticky Institute in Melbourne. Sure, I have absolutely no clue about what it’s like to be a band in the world today, but it’s a natural conversation that sweeps from side to side picking up other little side topics along the way.
You would think that something like this – a conversation in a kitchen between two people – would lend itself to being something incredibly intimate bordering on secretive. While there’s nothing wrong with that, this zine really isn’t – and that’s a good thing. There is that degree of separation there, of course, but I read this feeling like it was a regular conversation between a couple of friends that might happen in any kitchen across Australia. It was good and relaxed, and it felt real. Nothing forced happening in that kitchen on that day.
At the very end of the zine, you do get a peek beyond the words to what I assume is the kitchen where the conversation took place. A lovely end to the zine.
I chose Guest Informant #1 as my 100th zine to review because it encompasses so much of what I love about zines. The feel of non-‘traditional’ materials in its physical form, the thickness of a zine that tells you there are many things to be enjoyed inside, the typewriter letters, the anything-goes kind of content the might not be everyone’s cup of tea but it’s out there in zine life and culture because it is welcome there. At the risk of sounding cliche, it is what it is and makes no excuses for that. Nor should it.
For that is why zines are amazing.
Woohoo! Is it weird to say that I’m proud of myself? Because I’m totally proud of myself.
Despite anxiety, a sleepless night (after about a fortnight of bad sleep), more anxiety, an early wakeup to get down to Melbourne, crying multiple times, and going into a completely new situation, I made it! I have conquered it all and gone to my first zine fest. (And tabled there, too!)
I didn’t take a stack of pictures (I wish I had), but there are plenty to be seen online.
I packed up nearly everything in my green picnic basket. Zines sure do get heavy in a hurry. We were running a smidge late from the start, which didn’t help anything. Haha. Wanderer was brilliant at distracting me along the two-hour drive.
People who had tables had an hour to set up before it was open to the public. Fantastic! Most of us had our table set up within the first half hour, so we had an opportunity to wander, buy, trade, etc. I got some trades in pretty quickly and had fun meeting a few Instagram friends in person to boot. It was a bit strange to talk face-to-face, but I think mutually acknowledged awkwardness is a little bit easier to deal with. Hehe.
Flair! I have flair! Bloomurder had some badges for sale, and I couldn’t resist. Especially because I love her Shakespeare’s Lovers zine series.
The table! My ‘sea green’ butterfly material wasn’t nearly big enough, so blue octopuses went for the win.
Even Zine Ninja made an appearance at the table! I ended up switching things around two or three times because a.) zine people like to stack rather than fan out their stuff and b.) I was feeling quite paranoid about taking up too much space. No one commented or even looked at us funny, though, so it was all good.
Memorable moments included a softly-spoken but incredibly intense man who didn’t know anything about zines or Melbourne. Another was woman who, when told about Dear Anonymous, proceeded to lecture me and Wanderer about how people should put their name on things. (We later caught her giving a lecture to another zine tabler.)
One great set of moments was when a woman walked over and bought one zine… then came back and bought one more… and then came back a third time! Fun, fun.
The whole thing was such an excellent experience – especially for someone who was freaked out by the whole prospect. I didn’t have to be a salesperson (though some people were, and that’s okay), and a lot of people seemed to appreciate being left to browse. Everyone was quite polite, I felt as safe as I possibly could at a public event, and I even found the courage to wander amongst the tables. At one point, I had a panic and froze, but no one minded or even stared. It was lovely.
If only I’d had money for more zines!
We left early so we could get some food (sushi love!) and get on the road to get back at a decent hour. Of course, we pulled out of the car park to discover we had a flat tyre. Something about Melbourne…
We made it home safe and sound – me with this awesome zine haul and a lot of good feels. I wish I’d had more cash as well as more time, but this was – as I said – a fantastic experience. I feel fully confident about going to zine fests in the future and maybe even tabling again.
A huge thank you to Sticky Institute for putting the whole thing on!
*I fully intended on posting this yesterday, but an “ASAP!” journal order meant I spent the entirety of yesterday making a journal.
That’s right, lovely people. I am absolutely ruddy terrified at the prospect, but I will be going to Festival of the Photocopier.
Not only that, I’ll be launching Don’t Call Me Cupcake 2 there!
I’ve been working hard every day in an effort to finish DCMC 2 before the zine fair. Like I said, I am so terrified, but Bloomurder has give me a shining light in the storm so I at least know one person there.
(Review zines! You’ll meet some nice people!)
Things have been incredibly frustrating here with trying to sort out whatever is wrong with my computer. Luckily, most of my zine-making process only involves black markers and a massive amount of double-sided tape. Plus, my printer/copier doesn’t need to be connected to a computer to work, so I have been able to sort out a huge amount of stuff with out the ol’ desktop.
Now all I have left to do is the assembly portion of things. That involves a lot more than you might think with labels, stamping, copying, cutting out cupcakes, so on and so forth. It’s a pretty huge work load (especially considering I had to do print runs for Dear Anonymous 1 and 2 on top of everything else), but it’s happy work. I really do love the zine world. I’m happy here.