I remember back in the early nineties, when I was a teenager and reading Sassy magazine, that everyone my age (and slightly older) made zines. Armed with glue sticks, Polaroid cameras, and Xerox machines, zine editors compiled music reviews, essays, poems and pictures and crafted homemade issues. I was never quite cool enough to make a zine (even though I really wanted to) but I certainly sent my fair share of self-addressed stamped envelopes out to people who did.
I don’t know if the zine publishing community continued all this time and I just fell away from the interest or if there is a recent resurgence of zine-making. Whatever the case, I am so glad that I’ve rediscovered this publishing niche. Today, Aaron and I went to Steven Square Center for the Arts for the 2010 Twin Cities Zinefest.
The SSCA’s gallery space was crammed with tables showcasing mostly local zine publishers, micropresses, comic book artists, and book artists. As I traveled from table to table, perusing the gorgeously handmade booklets and cards, it took all of my personal power not to buy something from every exhibitor. Instead, I settled on two issues of “Certain People I Don’t Know: Profiles of Metro Transit Friends” from Terrible Comics by a Terrible Person. (They aren’t terrible; they are awesome and funny.) I also bought four issues of The Burn Book by Action Athena artist Athena Currier. I could have (should have) bought more.
Visiting Zinefest this year gave me the urge to do two things:
- Join Steven Square Center for the Arts.
- Grab a pair of scissors and some poems and craft up a zine of my own.
Both of these are now in the realm of possibility.