Driving along Interstate 5 on the way back to Los Angeles. Already missing San Francisco! This weekend I’ll be doing lots of laundry…
What about you?
What about you?
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PS: If you have a chance, please let me know which zines you read (see two posts below!) I’m putting together a list!
Thank you! Have a wonderful Thursday.
The Precita Eyes Mural Arts and Visitors Center at 2981 24th Street is the perfect place to start an impromptu tour. And you’ll find more than 30 murals on Balmy Alley one block away. I wish I had brought more Polaroid film to photograph it. Next time!
(Photos above by Brooklyn-based home writer Jen Jafarzadeh L’Italien. You can find more on her lovely blog, Haystack Needle.)
Here are a few found on the shelves…
This one was hand done on a letterpress:
It’s by someone named Artnoose in Pittsburgh who has an issue with their “inner Nietzsche.”
“My Inner Nietzsche berates me and says that those with power are the ones with the will to power,” says Artnoose. “I hate my Inner Netzsche; I think it’s a jerk.”
(You can also find Ker-bloom! on Etsy.)
There’s the Cement Press, printed on a copy machine:
And then there’s Comicosmos, a “non-fiction zine reviewing ideas, topics & books”:
This issue includes several Shaker recipes: baked sea scallops with cider sour cream sauce; a chilled blueberry-lavender buttermilk soup; and an apple-custard tart with rosewater meringue.
It would be so much fun to do a zine…. I would love to have a letterpress in the garage. Or maybe just a Xerox machine. I picked up a copy of Nylon magazine at the market this evening and noticed that they have a story on fashion zines. In short, print lives!
So here’s my question: Do you read zines? Which ones?
Like bookstores, I keep a list of favorite tea houses:
There’s the Tea Palace in Notting Hill
The Rose Garden Tea House & Cafe at the Huntington Gardens in San Marino
Paris has Mariage Freres
In Rome, there’s Babingtons
Maybe she’s an international banker. Or maybe she’s working on the next big Internet sensation. On the weekends perhaps she listens to Edith Piaf on an old turntable, makes fantastic omelets with cheese from the farmers market and reads the Atlantic on her Kindle.
What do you think?