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7/5/05 17:45Good day.
Book/zine fair in Carrboro got me a used "Year's Best Fantasy and Horror" (which always has fantasy that's exactly to my taste, though I skip the horror), a book of stories by Ray Vukcevich (Meaghan, do you remember the story about lobsters in the Fantasy and Science Fiction years and years ago? Because that was really good. I think you read it), and an issue of "Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet," which I like except for the story that's all "happy shiny ancient Irish matriarchy," which seems to take an awfully simplistic view of history and culture. And I went to a workshop on how to make your own zine. And then I went to the comic book store because it was free comic book day, and I got an issue of Kabuki and a free comic book that wasn't actually very good. (Oh well). And as I waited for the bus at the hippie grocery store, there was a middle-aged woman playing folk songs on her guitar. Aah.
And all of it just made me think about how good it is to be out in the world being creative. Making zines, making music, making something. Ambition always fades away under the lack of money and commitment and persistence, but the desire remains. Yeah, I make books, and I think that one of my issues is that there's a clear division between the abstractness of words on a screen and the concreteness of making something with your hands, and I need both of them. I'm both infatuated with the idea of making a zine and perfectly aware that it's a bad idea.
Kabuki is very interesting, visually, with lots of collage elements and I think watercolors--it really doesn't look like your typical comic. I enjoy what little I've read of it, mostly because it's just gorgeous. But the latest issue is kind of a self-indulgent monologue about art and creativity, and...well. We've got enough of those around here. ^_^
Book/zine fair in Carrboro got me a used "Year's Best Fantasy and Horror" (which always has fantasy that's exactly to my taste, though I skip the horror), a book of stories by Ray Vukcevich (Meaghan, do you remember the story about lobsters in the Fantasy and Science Fiction years and years ago? Because that was really good. I think you read it), and an issue of "Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet," which I like except for the story that's all "happy shiny ancient Irish matriarchy," which seems to take an awfully simplistic view of history and culture. And I went to a workshop on how to make your own zine. And then I went to the comic book store because it was free comic book day, and I got an issue of Kabuki and a free comic book that wasn't actually very good. (Oh well). And as I waited for the bus at the hippie grocery store, there was a middle-aged woman playing folk songs on her guitar. Aah.
And all of it just made me think about how good it is to be out in the world being creative. Making zines, making music, making something. Ambition always fades away under the lack of money and commitment and persistence, but the desire remains. Yeah, I make books, and I think that one of my issues is that there's a clear division between the abstractness of words on a screen and the concreteness of making something with your hands, and I need both of them. I'm both infatuated with the idea of making a zine and perfectly aware that it's a bad idea.
Kabuki is very interesting, visually, with lots of collage elements and I think watercolors--it really doesn't look like your typical comic. I enjoy what little I've read of it, mostly because it's just gorgeous. But the latest issue is kind of a self-indulgent monologue about art and creativity, and...well. We've got enough of those around here. ^_^
