The ever so lovely Camille Thomas made a cute little nonsense zine with me today. We wrote a story, then drew some pictures to accompany the words, and somehow while lost in our own heads and in the glue-stick-glue-stick glue-stick hand trance dance, and distracted by all the goings on at Sticky Institute, we stuck the words the wrong way around. It was too late to turn back, and so you have to make your own sense out of it:
After we'd photocopied everything, we folded them into paper planes:
and as we talked, we wrote and drew a new little picture or sentence onto the side of each one. Snippets from our conversations, and pictures of the things around us seemed to sneak in, like tales of childhood junk food and tv show deprivation, and pictures of the awesome dude's scarf, sitting across from us on the table (I think his name was Sam):
Then we made two small stacks of them and stuck them into the typewriters by the door so that people could take them (for freeeeee!) If you get to sticky super quick you might find one there to take home for yourself!
Camille was also photocopying her latest zine, and I had an old copy of the very first zine I ever published in sticky too, so we did a little trade. Camille's zine is awesome. It's called 'LUST'. While you're picking up paper planes, you should totally grab a copy of LUST too:
After we'd photocopied everything, we folded them into paper planes:
and as we talked, we wrote and drew a new little picture or sentence onto the side of each one. Snippets from our conversations, and pictures of the things around us seemed to sneak in, like tales of childhood junk food and tv show deprivation, and pictures of the awesome dude's scarf, sitting across from us on the table (I think his name was Sam):
Then we made two small stacks of them and stuck them into the typewriters by the door so that people could take them (for freeeeee!) If you get to sticky super quick you might find one there to take home for yourself!
As we were leaving, the girl who'd been working her butt off folding zines in front of us gave us each a copy of her zine too. It was called 'Useless thoughts'. She draws nice eyeballs.
Camille was also photocopying her latest zine, and I had an old copy of the very first zine I ever published in sticky too, so we did a little trade. Camille's zine is awesome. It's called 'LUST'. While you're picking up paper planes, you should totally grab a copy of LUST too:
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