While watching Harper’s Island on Netflix last night (no, I don’t know how I started watching this 2009 mini-series either, but it happened; it happens; and at least I’ve moved on from Felicity, right?), I folded/cut/taped/pressed some zines for the alleyways art project that is due––oh, this week.
The first zine is super-simple & the one I’ve grown most accustomed to (so I’ll call it “The Rich Russell,” because I don’t know what else to); it just involves dividing a single piece of 8-1/2″ x 11 paper into quarters & folding it up. And the act of folding, you’ll find, is ever so soothing.
You might be able to discern: this particular zine features work by my friends Gerri & Maria as well as my rather talkative center-portion.
Then, around episode 7 or so of Harper’s Island, I moved on to churning out an accordion zine. This one unfolds into a sort of alley. I printed on both the back & front for this one, though you can just go all-fronts if you like. Just have a paper trimmer/slicer or scissors handy & some glue or double-sided tape to fix the hinge where the two sides come together.
Ready, Freddy? Regards-ça:
I’m making two more, smaller accordion zines later today for this reception on 8/3.
But first!––I have to drive ma mère (Effie) to the doctor’s office. She woke up with her left eye all swelled-up. I received a text message this morning before the farmer’s market: “I can’t see this am. VERY WORRIED.” Effie feared blindness; though right now she’s reading the newspaper. I told her to put some ice on her peeper, thinking it heat-related allergic conjunctivitis, but she refuses any treatment until the doctor tells her what to do.
I think that I will need to be the more patient.
Correction: It was actually F.E.’s RIGHT eye that was the swelled one.
Update: As suspected, allergic conjunctivitis. The patient, like a salty meat, is cured.