#but this is an educational zine not a research paper
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theartofmadeline · 10 months ago
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new zine about asexual history! this one's been rattling around my head for awhile
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githjanken · 8 months ago
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another day another mini zine
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this time detailing our dnd party’s (mis)adventures, as dmed by @lunellum ❤️
for my friends, my pals, my homeboys (gender neutral), my rotten soldiers, my sweet cheeses, my good times boys (gender neutral) @sleepthiefblog @sappigart @geekinthelowlands @wingedyera
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Four photos of a small printer paper zine. The paper is white, and the ink is a dark purple
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The Small Book of Misadventures — As Recounted by the Dulac International Institute for Magical Research & Education’s — NUMBER ONE TEAM
Page 1:
Tresponts and the case of St. Feniculos’ Relic and the authenticity thereof.
As also in Tresponts, the case of resurrecting carcasses, and the hand in which sanctuary upkeep plays in such matters, a case made by the Revered Iris of the Reaper
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Eye to Eye with Royalty! A tale of Intrigue and Betrayal and feelings unspoken.
Topsy Turvy in the Tunnels! In which the effects of large repositories of magic calls on Peculiar Creatures!
Page 3:
Respite turned Rescue: A treatise on handling Fae Interactions in unexpected circumstances.
featuring What to do, and not to do, in the presence of Fae Nobility, as dictated by M. Deliciosa
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Tremendous Tremont, six years post Revolution. A miracle of unity, or revolt waiting to happen?
Crime and no Punishment. A look into criminal circles of Tremont, following one Gat D.
Lost Laboratory holds relics of the Monarchy. Guard unit spotted entering Palace Cellars.
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A continued study of Fae Politics, and the lack of effect of Material Plane borders thereupon.
Sensora and Environs: A tourist’s guide on where to stay and inns to avoid!
The secret behind the Goliaths’ Royal Herd, exposed!
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viscommblogs · 2 years ago
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May 18th - How zines are educational
Frontiers | Zines as Reflective Evaluation Within Interdisciplinary Learning Programmes (frontiersin.org)
What are features of a zine?
Zine research
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ot3 · 8 months ago
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@azherwind Gonna just add this as a reblog so i don't have to do a bunch of replies! but basically i'm talking about this post:
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They do mean academic papers, yeah. Zine in this case doesn't necessarily mean only illustrations - there's lots of different formats of zines. some of them are collections of writing. some of them are mixed media. a zine can be whatever you want it to be, really. they're independently produced booklets covering a theme or topic the creator(s) are interested in, is i would say the defining characteristic.
an academic journal is specifically a place where research papers are published after they have been peer reviewed, and are notably not creative works themselves nor for publishing creative works. so not a zine even a little bit
zines can be nonfiction and contained well-research information. i'd argue you even Could publish a research papers or multiple research papers together in the form of a zine if you wanted to. but acting like that's what this original poster means because they + the other rebloggers must not know what academic journals are is just kind of silly. the obvious way to interpret this post is 'we should make little handmade or self published booklets relating to the topics of academic papers we're interested in". they're making a really big logical leap so they can try and imagine being more educated than the other people reblogging it. the original poster is, according to their blog, in graduate school for cognitive neuroscience. they know what an academic journal is!
everyone int he tags saying 'thats just an academic journal' doesnt get it. no a zine About papers is very different than something Composed of papers. your hearts are so closed to the possibility presented here.
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softkuna · 4 years ago
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Sukuna || Interview || Fic
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Part 1
Content   ║  Punk!Sukuna x reader. There is an oc version here.
Beauty wasn’t in the eye of the beholder, no, it is in the mind. Sukuna was enraptured. Addressed again, he shifted his posture, leaning into the arm of the couch as she did with her chair. The two were close in their cohort. An air of comfortable conversation lingered between them, much to his dismay. Her question wasn’t unusual. He’d been asked it in the beginning of his career and one where he had a planned answer.
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Consider ║ Swearing. Female Pronouns (she/her).
Creator   ║ This is the reader version. I took the name of the oc out. Hopefully the double post isn’t too weird? I did research on punk fashion, culture, and all which was really interesting. I knew some stuff about it before, but it’s really rich! I hope it’s not too information dense for you guys. Either way, Punk!Sukuna is now my comfort au and writing him is an absolute delight!! Also, Sorry for changing from ‘you’ to she/her ;v; it’s a lot easier for me to write/edit this way.
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Sukuna had a lazy grin as he lounged back into a modern cream sofa. His arm stretched across the back of it, ankle crossed over his knee. Eyes staggered from the two cameras set up to the woman talking with some other chick. One held a small stack of papers, the other was grandly gesturing. He breathed out a short-stop breath, wishing they wouldn’t waste his time with bickering. Annoying as it was, it left a thick self-satisfactory lather over his ego.
  “-didn’t you say the band?”
  “Yeah, but this is better.”
  “Sure… but what happens if-“
  Quite frankly, he hated most press and avoided it, so to just have him in the hot seat was a double-edged blade. They didn’t get the whole band, but they did have The King himself. Whatever publicity he thrived off of were live shows, signings, fancams, tangible and real-time events. Interviews were a complete and utter waste of his time. He did a couple in the beginning, but found them pointless, callous even. They all asked the same shit. So, him coming alone was absolutely a note to pin to the fridge, even if it were a passive-aggressive post-it note.
  His head turned to the two going back and forth. It wasn’t until the third minute ticked by that Sukuna felt the flashpoint of his blood plummet, “Yo! We doing this or what? You’re wasting my time here, Eros.”
  The blogger whipped her head to the man with an indignant, “Excuse me?”
  “Eros. Known for being reckless and unreliable? Like your scheduling.” He leaned forward, elbow on knee and chin in palm. The aura of shit-eatery exponentially growing, “You’re not excused, sorry, not sorry Princess.”
  “I think you have the wrong God,” She quipped as she dusted off the front of her outfit. It was a smart look and an intentional one for an interview with a punk rocker. What would strike the best complement than a khaki academic outfit? It consisted of a white high collared button up, sleeves billowing before cinching at her wrists. The blouse was stuffed into high-waisted, cuffed khaki chinos, pleated at the center of each pant leg. Over top, a gray woolen sweater vest. Accessories included various silver rings, a black ribbon to tie under the folded collar, and small silver studs as earrings. Makeup remained that done-up natural with brow, liner, and mascara. Hair had been swept into something similar to a faux 1920’s bob, pulled loosely back. The overall silhouette made the perfect contrast.
    Sukuna wanted to peg her as your average superficial fashion bitch, he really did. Even at the concert, she dressed smartly despite the pathetic look on she wore on face. It wasn’t until afterwards when he saw the burn in her eyes, that he craved for her to prove him wrong.
  Black flats clacked as she approached her own seat, a matching armchair to the couch. She held a certain command once she walked in, instructing him on where to be, which camera to look at, and what the introduction would be. He listened, admiring how her small frame moved to and fro, fixing up last minute edits on a paper, chattering with who he assumed to be a videographer. It was a whole production. One that was hers. The set itself was practically out of a home décor magazine. It was a general space used across the publisher, but she was born to be there. Deserved to be there. Her calculated glee and deliberate positioning of each member made him feel as though he were looking through a mirror.
  The interview process began.
  She sat professionally, legs crossed and leaning on the arm of her chair closest to Sukuna. He was unmoving, that slit to his lip curling upwards as the cameras began. She introduced the blog, the channel, her social media handles. With a smile, she introduced herself, “With me in this special is lead singer of Two Face, the King of Curses – Sukuna.”
  The camera panned to his lazy wave, “Yo.” He looked to her, she looked to him and for a moment she thought she saw a flicker of interest. Maybe the man was meant for cameras after all.
  “After looking more into the punk scene, there’s a pretty interesting history behind it. Revolution, social discourse, poverty, violence, and unity. As someone in the scene, can you talk a little bit about what you know of the background?”
  Sukuna drank in her voice, smooth and warm like the steady strum of a bass guitar. For a moment, he wondered if she sang. He quirked a brow, “Sounds like you didn’t research enough to summarize it yourself,” Eyes flickered to her features, watching as slight annoyance crinkled onto her nose then smoothed, “Let me learn you, Daisy. Starting back from rock in the 50’s, take that, strip it, build it with shit you find in the backyard…” His wrist rolled as his harmonious voice sang on, lacking even a single stutter as he summarized the movement top to bottom, inside and out, “…So, people would make their own records, sell them in plastic bags, they’d scan and reprint photos to make their own ‘zines. Shit was hard to distribute without tech…”
  Much of his dissertation, she hadn’t even found on her own deep dive into the culture. Sure, the anarchist and nihilistic ideologies were well known to pretty much anyone who would listen, but the deep history and connection between communities was far beyond the surface scratched into.
  “There’s a crowd of sub-genres now. Fuck ‘punk is dead’ what even is that bull shit?” Sukuna scoffed, jerking his chiseled chin to the side, “Only thing that’s dead here is – ironically – peoples drive to change.”
  His interviewer sat in silence for a moment, mind spinning. He spoke in the way a well-educated University professor gave a dissertation to his peers, dripping in confidence from his storm of information. He was articulate despite the fowl language, even including a tie in to modern perception. Excitement curled into the recess of her mind. In a delightful turn of events, expectation and reality didn’t match up.
  She leaned forward slightly folding her hands over the arm of the chair, “That was comprehensive. Thanks!” She chuckled, causing the man before her to freeze and thaw with a nod. She continued, “With all of this mention of D.I.Y. culture in punk, let’s talk about Vivienne Westwood.”
  Sukuna kept his attention to her profile as she spoke to the camera, catching himself in the glow of her enthusiasm, “On Kings Road in England, she kickstarted the fashion movement into gear. Now, many would think that with a style such as this, it would’ve been hand-me-downs, pins, self-stitching, but contrary to this belief, many of the clothes in her store were expensive. Knock offs circulated, and seeing as much of it did have that hand-done finishing touch, many decided to take tailoring to their own hands…” Not that this was a competition, but she found herself trying to prove his ‘research’ comment wrong. Her ability to scour and exhaust her resources of fashion history is the furnace that kept her going and she would make it well known that she was not to be challenged.
  The approaching lurch of a stalemate stuck to the walls of the vocalist’s stomach. Something he didn’t think he’d feel for a while. Small stuff over here may not’ve known all there was about the cultural history, but he could feel the crashing wave of fascination washing over him as she spoke. Sure, some of it he knew. Some of it he naturally garnered from stylistic preference and others he learned for marketing, however there was just a certain target she aimed for with such precision that he bled a newfound admiration.
  Beauty wasn’t in the eye of the beholder, no, it is in the mind. Sukuna was enraptured. Addressed again, he shifted his posture, leaning into the arm of the couch as she did with her chair. The two were close in their cohort. An air of comfortable conversation lingered between them, much to his dismay. Her question wasn’t unusual. He’d been asked it in the beginning of his career and one where he had a planned answer. As practiced, “I ans-“
  “You’ve answered it already, yeah, I know. I saw the interview,” Her head tilted to the side, pleasant smile hinting at her trick, “but enlighten me for a second about how your natural style transitioned to what it is on stage. We’ll put up some of the photos taken from last night here,” her hand gestured to some empty space, “You basically turned chiaroscuro and made it a performance. It’s obvious in how each member contrasted with themselves and the stage.”
  The chick didn’t even know who he was a week ago, yet somehow watched every interview since the start? An answer tumbled from the tongue readily, “Punk is like a renaissance of music. Like I said before, it tore down the foundations of what was before and built something new out of it.” The words were succinct, but as her pretty lashes bat, he was goaded into continuing, “Contrast is important. I like art. I like plays. Just ‘cause it’s punk doesn’t mean I can’t have it look aesthetic? Or is that a word only snobby fashion journalists can use now?”
  “Hm. Change ‘journalist’ to ‘vocalist’ and you’re a word away from meeting the requirement,” It was a sour candy treat traded for his lemon warhead.  
  “Ouch. Miss Blog-Spot here has some sass,” His large frame leaned further into the armrest, cheek resting on that fist.
  “Mister Eight-Track here is some a–“
  The videographer clapped his hands, “We have sponsors, you know. We can at least censor him.”
  It was Sukuna’s time to laugh a loud, hyena-like cackle. A large hand smacked his leather-clad knee. She scrunched her nose again, biting back her tongue from childishly jutting out at him.
  As soon as the videographer clapped his hands again, she recollected herself, shuffled her papers, and continued on, “From what it looks like, you took a mixture of old and new high-trend brands and added a touch to them to keep with theme. Even now, you’re wearing a Real McCoy with cone spikes embedded. Is that custom made? McCoy isn’t cheap.”
  Part of him hated her keen eye, but reveled in her raw talent all the same. “I’m not going to bull shit you and say I dumpster dive for my clothes. I like high quality things. What’s the point in making money if I can’t spend it? What’s a bigger ‘fuck you’ than having your version of a top-brand item being worth more than the original?” With a proud glint in his eye, he rolled the jacket off, sure to make a grand display of strong, bare arms as he did so. The muscle tank he wore was similar to the concert before, white with a pocket, neckline was stretched and worn. It hung over the dense muscle of his shoulders and chest. Sukuna could feel the trail of her eyes on him. His chest puffed from her approval. He threw the jacket over his knee, flipping the leather inside out to show where the studs had been placed, “See this? Did it myself.”
  Manicured fingers touched the inside of the jacket, thumbing the connecting points that the studs were pressed in by and sealed. The work was immaculate. Sukuna leaned back, canines gleaming as he saw her mouth move in a silent ‘wow’. He picked the front of his tank top, snapping it up and allowing it to billow back to his body, “Embroidered this, too.”
  He waited for her comment, her praise. Why? Like he needed some two-bit Vanderbilt bitch’s validation. He chalked it up to being praised by a master of the craft. He hadn’t been prepared for her to take the fabric between her fingers and rub it, concentrated brows cinched like a corset. Well-toned abs flinched in response to her delicacy, but she didn’t notice.
  The embroidery was messy and chaotic, but it was obviously intentionally. The way the needlework was so clean, barely leaving a hole from the pull of the exceptionally soft fabric. It wasn’t floral like in the concert, but abstract stitching created crosses and streaks here and there, using the composition of the fabric as like it were a canvas. Experimentalist. It was like touching the work of Westwood herself.
  God, she hated how perfect it was. It squeezed her heart to know that he was so effortlessly multi-talented. She rubbed the fabric between her fingers once more, attention being stolen by his baritone voice. She could practically hear the treble in it, “Ey Princess, you think it’s okay to just touch me?” His breath caught under the arrogant teasing of his words. Not from the words themselves. Couldn’t care less about that. What choked him up was whatever resplendent emotion flared from them when she peered up to him.
  “Let me check the tag.”
  “What?”
  The blogger leaned back, cheekily snapping the shirt as she did so. “Your shirt, can I check the tag? I want to see what its made out of. Also, sorry.”
  Sukuna blinked twice, mouth stupidly hanging open before he leaned forward, “I’ll allow it.”
  He may have tinnitus, but he wasn’t deaf enough yet to miss the mocking ‘I’ll allow it,’ muttered under her breath. He wanted to laugh, but for the second time, the graze of chilled fingertips along his skin shut him up. Along the back of his neck, she fiddled to flip the collar and tug it. Her eyes squinted and a hum escaped her throat. Sometimes she wished she could read upside down. That’s when she sat on the back on the sofa and leaned closer, pulling the shirt to better read the small print. If Sukuna were a cat, he’d lean his head into her. The thought physically bothered him.
  “I knew it. It’s American Pima. Thanks for letting me check.”
  He missed the shiver her touch gave him as she sat back into her chair.
  “While I have more questions for you, this video’s gotten pretty long already, so we’ll have to cut it a bit short here,” She gave a closing statement, motioning for her guest to do the same. With a thanks, the cameras were cut.
 While the editor and videographer chatted together, She leaned heavily into the back of her chair, poised posture slipping into something more comfortable. Long lashes slid closed and a heavy drag of breath lifted her chest. Sukuna’s eyes trailed along her form, contemplating Eros once more.
  She exhaled sharply, “I do appreciate you coming on stage. It’s disgusting how talented you are.” She laughed, cracking an eye open to meet his, “I prepped a lot of questions thinking you’d be short with me. It’s a shame I only got to ask a few.”
  He was surprised himself. It was more than just her talent to make him talk - she may have been the first to see him as an opportunity rather than a commodity. ‘She would be the first and last reporter to see me as a meal’ was the thought he had going into this interview. He had every single intention to shut down her buffet, make it apparent that he was not to be dined on by a single soul. Yet, if his dish were ‘opportunity’, hers would be ‘intrigue’. He wanted to devour it, to know its palette and identify its spices. It was a compulsory urge to order, just to see why he craved it in the first place.
  “Film the next few concerts. Backstage.”
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jgaulkesvad-gdi · 4 years ago
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Week 8 - Ch. 8, Kelly Walters, and Zine Process
For the past few weeks I have been staying very busy with various projects for school. It has been pretty stressful trying to find a balance in it all and I believe that it is starting to show a little bit in my work, especially when it comes to this weeks process images but more on that later.
Chapter 8 was the required reading for the week and it provided a lot of valuable information. The chapter focused on typography on our screens or more specifically how complex and important it is to maintain a typographic design when moving from a screen to a physical print. We all know that screens come in various shapes and sizes, and that the picture quality of these screens can vary drastically. As a designer, it is very important to know that the resolution of type changes depending on the amount of pixels are on the screen, If there are less pixels, then there is less detail and vice-versa. Anti-aliasing is a technique that is typically used to help with this issue as it gives the illusion of smooth curves. However, this technique has problems of its own as when the type is made smaller, it becomes more blurry. Overall, the chapter provides good information and tips on what to keep an eye on when moving from on-screen to off-screen.
Also, this week I attended a live meeting with designer, educator, and author Kelly Walters. In much of her work she focuses on race and representation in design and she continues to research and teach about the culture of various races in visual designs. Just like other designers before her, she provide invaluable information on the world of design and beyond. I personally found her stories about school and the time shortly after she graduated very intriguing. As a graphic designer in college, the thought of graduating has always scared me a bit. The fear of not finding work has popped into my head many times since my time at school and hearing her story helped to relieve some of that stress. I find it so interesting to hear how different artists started out. The stories they share, while similar in some ways, are often vastly different from one another. However, one thing they all have in common is that finding their individual style was the thing that paved the way for their careers.
Lastly, as I said earlier, I have made some progress on my Zine project this week. I have the basic format down for most of the spreads but I truly am not happy with where I am at the moment. I originally wanted to make my Zine in the style of an old journal with sketches and taped pictures in it, but my lack of knowledge with the software I am using is making it difficult to achieve that.
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I ended up using the pen tool in illustrator for all of the "sketches" in the design. As you can see, it didn't turn out well. The sharp, geometric lines of the vectors do not look right with the old stained paper background. They don't really fit together at all actually. I also need to do some serious work with the typography and the layout of the images on each spread. Hopefully, I can manage to turn the designs around before it's too late as I would like to do the topic justice. I'm going to redo the sketches and play around with the layout a little more, and see what I come up with.
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mfaunlv · 6 years ago
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Meet the New Class!
It is our pleasure to announce the 17 writers who will join our UNLV community this coming Fall 2019 semester! Congratulations to everyone, and welcome to Vegas!
PHD/BLACK MOUNTAIN INSTITUTE FELLOWS
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Robert Ren is a writer and teacher in New York. He has a BA from the University of Chicago and an MFA from Columbia University. Having escaped a corporate career, he currently tutors kids in standardized test prep. He managed to avoid the whole college admissions scandal, but that's only because his photoshop skills are terrible.
Dorothy Solomon (not pictured)
MFA Fiction
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Bronwyn Scott-McCharen was born and raised in Jackson, Mississippi and graduated from Hendrix College in 2014 with a degree in Sociology and Anthropology. She then lived in Buenos Aires, Argentina for three years, where she immersed herself in the country's vibrant political culture under the guise of academic research. Her interests outside of writing fiction include travel, photography, international politics and history (especially Cold War history). She is currently hard at work on two novels in distinct stages of development--one completed manuscript in need of polish and another in the earliest phase of drafting and intensive research. She speaks Spanish and Brazilian Portuguese and hopes to soon add Bosnian/Croatian/Serbian to her budding repertoire of languages.
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Mir Arif developed the idea of storytelling at an early age from strangers—astrologers, street magicians, herbal medicine sellers and other con-artists—frequenting the quiet alleys of his childhood neighborhood in Comilla, a small town in southern Bangladesh. He graduated from University of Dhaka with a degree in International Relations and worked as a staff writer for Arts & Letters. His short stories have appeared in various magazines and e-zines in the US, Singapore, India, Sri Lanka and Bangladesh. One of his short stories was longlisted for the Commonwealth Short Story Prize 2019. He likes to hike and spend time with parakeets.
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Karen Gu's fiction has appeared in Paper Darts and The Margins and is forthcoming in McSweeney's Quarterly. She has been awarded fellowships from Kundiman, the Jack Jones Literary Arts Retreat, and the Loft Literary Center. After five years in Chicago and four years in Minneapolis, she is looking forward to the desert.
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Mohammed Jahama often introduces himself as Mo. He likes to write about those kinds of borderland identities and to talk about words. And is excited and grateful for the opportunity to do such things at UNLV.
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Sylvia Fox has too many interests and a wandering soul, which is why she writes fiction. Most recently, she spent the last two years in Baltimore, MD, surrounded and inspired by artists. So many aspects of her identity have led her to believe in the subversive power of showing up, taking up space, and creating space for others. She looks forward to continuing to explore this in writing and in community with others.
MFA Poetry
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Nick Barnette, an Alabama native, attended Texas Christian University where he received a BA in English and BS in Film-Television-and-Digital Media. Upon graduation, Nick received a Fulbright Fellowship to Greece where he taught ESL in an elementary school in Athens.
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Sarah Spaulding is a Tennessee native and a lover of the mountains that raised her. She graduated summa cum laude with her BA in psychology and English with an emphasis in creative writing from Carson-Newman University. There she discovered her penchant for digging around in people’s heads. She often writes poems to dig herself out of her own head. Her work appears in Tennessee’s Best Emerging Poets, Aletheia, Ampersand, The Sigma Tau Delta Rectangle, and soon-to-be a guide to Southwestern Iceland. When she’s not busy exploring the mire of humanity, Sarah enjoys dancing in the sunshine, petting other people’s dogs, and helping her father type his memoir.
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Jo O’Lone-Hahn is from rural Pennsylvania, and is now on her way to Las Vegas, continuing on her lifelong mission to see the world. She has a B.A. in poetry, studio art, and religious studies from Hampshire College. She writes poems that focus on misunderstood people, naiveté, and the imagination inherent in remembering. Jo has held jobs such as: social worker, tattoo-shop-front-desk-chick, archivist, and tarot-reader-on-the-streets. She is also a member of the Departure Collective, a literary group which conducts workshops, organizes poetry readings, and creates chapbooks. When she’s not writing, she makes mixed-media artworks, wanders around, and befriends grumpy old men.
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Nicholas Gruber is a native of Wisconsin, where he earned a BA in Economics from UW-Milwaukee. He is an emerging poet, and--hand to God--a human.
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Kathryn McKenzie is a Las Vegas native with a BA in English. She drinks enough tea to match the annual consumption of the entire country of Ireland, and prefers snuggling up in her reading chair with a book, toast, and tea to almost anything in the world. Beyond her deep love of poetry and literature, her passions include: asking to pet every dog she sees, cracking her back after standing up in the movie theater, planning Halloween costumes years in advance, and talking about all the parties she is going to throw, but never actually throwing them. Her poetry has appeared in Neon Dreams and Unincorporated, and her interest in publishing has led her to work with Interim, Witness, and Helen: a literary magazine.
MFA Nonfiction
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Christina Berke is a Libra and a teacher from Los Angeles.
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Jordon Smith, raised among the Tetons in Wyoming, is a nonfiction writer who enjoys the pleasures and curiosities of the natural world. She completed her undergraduate degree at Utah State University where she met her husband. After graduating, she and her husband moved to Oklahoma where they welcomed a baby boy. Jordon discovered a love of distance running during her time in Oklahoma and is currently training for a marathon in July. When she is not running, she is working in the public library, taking long car rides, or watching children's television shows.
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At first look, Soni Brown's life is a series of parodies. She is an immigrant who planned and spent her first vacation in Dubuque, Iowa in January; a former flight attendant afraid of heights and a classically trained chef who prefers Stouffer's frozen meals. As a nonfiction writer, Soni uses her journalism training to write about women, immigrants, and the vagaries of life. A wife and mom since 2016, she is constantly trying to have it all especially a partner who picks up after himself. At the end of the world, you will find Soni nursing a tumbler of herby gin while recounting the year she spent in Brooklyn with Jay-Z. So what if he doesn't know her.
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Alyse Burnside: I am a writer and educator currently living in Minneapolis, Minnesota. I received by B.A in English and Gender Studies from the University of Iowa. While I consider myself primarily an essayist, I am interested in working between the confines of genre, combining poetry, narrative, and speculative nonfiction. I am currently working on a collage project of interviews with spiritualists, metaphysical myth, and the neuroscience behind how one creates their own reality. When I’m not writing or working, I am reading, traveling, or watching reality T.V. I am thrilled to be attending UNLV in the fall and am excited to meet the desert for the very first time.
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uwmarchives · 7 years ago
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#Stationery Saturday 
Our sister department @uwmspeccoll is usually the one who posts visually stunning examples of all types of printed materials. We love seeing their posts that display print designs, showcase typography, and explore modes of paper making or printing processes. There are many ways of working with and learning from primary sources; we can investigate their content but we can also investigate their materiality. The UWM Special Collections department often reminds us as researchers to look at the construction of these objects and the artistry that went into their creation.
But, unlike the Special Collections department, the Archives Department doesn’t have a store of fine press and artist’s books.  And we don’t have shelves of comic books and zines.  Because our department deals with manuscript collections and organizational records, we simply don’t have the same cache of visual materials to share and investigate in that same manner...or, do we?  
Check in with us on Saturdays as we practice what we preach to our student researchers: investigate the object as much as the content. This new series, #Stationery Saturdays, will showcase the fascinating letterheads and stationery examples held within our collections.  We may take a look at the historical context behind some of these examples or we may just invite you to enjoy the unexpected artistry with us.   
For our inaugural #Stationery Saturday, we are presenting the beautiful stationary of Trefflich’s Bird & Animal Co, Inc, which we found in our Zoological Society of Milwaukee County Records.  The Trefflich’s Bird & Animal Company was a twentieth century animal dealer, with whom the Zoological Society of Milwaukee and the Milwaukee County Zoo conducted business. This company stationery is wonderfully detailed! The letterhead component includes multiple graphics; notice that in addition to the safari animal scene along the right and center there are mischievous monkeys climbing up the company logo along the left.  The company’s name, logo, and address are comprised of multiple fonts in various colors, some of which are also shaded.  This stationary also includes a footnote with the company’s motto printed in a yellow script typeface “Monkey Headquarters of the United States.”  Despite the fact that there is certainly a lot going on with the graphics and typography of the address block, the letterhead doesn’t overwhelm the page.  If we ask very nicely (and we are), @uwmspeccoll may offer their thoughts about the typography or educate us on how this stationery was likely printed.  Viewers, we’d love to hear your thoughts, too!  
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zinepavilion · 6 years ago
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2019 Zine Pavilion Events
Unless otherwise noted, all events happen at the Zine Pavilion, Booth #2947.
All Weekend
Create a page for the annual ALA Conference zine. A table with supplies to express your conference feels, ideas, or anything that strikes your fancy will be set up at the Zine Pavilion booth #2947 during all Exhibit Floor hours on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Return mid-morning on Monday to get your own copy of the final zine!
Friday, June 21st
5:30-7:00 pm: Zine Swap
Bring a few copies of your zine to swap and share with other zine creators. Can’t make it the first evening? Don’t worry! An area to swap and share zines will remain up on the Zine Pavilion information table throughout the weekend.
7:30 pm: Zine Pavilion Social (at Busboys and Poets, on 450 K St NW, Washington, D.C. 20001, USA)
(Note, this event is happening at Busboys and Poets. Map + directions.)
Social gathering of zinesters / zine librarians Friday night after the exhibit hall opening! It’s a 5 minute walk from the convention center.
Saturday, June 22nd
11:00 am-12:00 pm: Why Zines are on the Comeback, and How Your Library Can Get Involved in the Rise of Zine Culture!
In this session, Anisa Rawhani, Assistant Editor of Broken Pencil: Magazine of Zine Culture and the Underground Printed Arts, leads a group discussion on the return of the zine. Homemade, not for profit mini magazines are all the rage again! Give zines a home in your library and connect to teens and millennials! Anisa will get you started on the dos and don'ts of starting zine collections, zine clubs and zine fairs!
1:00-2:00 pm: Zines Out Loud: Zine Reading
Hear zines come alive with exhibiting zinesters reading their zines out loud! Have something to read from a zine but not exhibiting? Join us, share!
4:00-5:00 pm: HOME in the other
Panel discussion with collaborators from HITO (Home In The Other), moderated by Christopher Kardambikis, of Paper Cuts. HITO, is the result of the workshops facilitated by Adriana Monsalve in collaboration with Christopher Metzger (Stevenson University), Noelle Pouzar (LATITUDE Chicago), and Bomin Jeon (MICA). Your personal narrative is a powerful tool. We can dismantle the ‘other’ when we trust ourselves with our own stories and are willing to take them into vulnerable spaces. We have produced a collaborative project through simple zine making in the mediums of photography and writing. Students were asked to participate by engaging with their individual experience and paralleling that with others’ encounters. Through this intimate and investigative process we delve into kinship and community. Together, we can further understand our current condition through this intersectional workshop.
Sunday, June 23rd
9:00-10:00 am: Zines, Research, and Education
Join Matthew Murray, Research & Scholarship Librarian at the University of Guelph, for a conversation about how to use zines as sources in your research, how to produce zines based on your research, and how to embed zines into the classroom. Plus: Trade zines based on your research with others zine makers!
11:00 am-12:00 pm: Building your DIY brand as a Black Creator
Presented by Liss Jackson and Shae Bryant of Tortillagurl.
12:00-1:00 pm: ZineCat: The Zine Union Catalog
Join Jenna Freedman, Associate Director of Communications and Zine Librarian at Barnard College Library, for this session about ZineCat (work-in-progress), a union catalog dedicated to zines! It brings together holdings from disparate libraries with divergent metadata schema. The zine union catalog attempts to harmonize, rather than normalize and find mutuality, rather than control of creators and descriptors. The catalog is built on the open access platform Collective Access and is made with zine creators in mind, as much as catalogers and researchers. We’re still just at the prototype stage and embrace new contributors and contributions!
1:00-2:00 pm: DIY Desktop Publishing Tips and Tricks
Veteran zine maker Corey Bechelli will discuss various ways to create high quality photocopied zines on a shoestring budget. Learn about free, open source desktop publishing and image editing programs, tips for working with printers, and ways to optimize your files to get the most for your money.
Monday, June 24th
12:00pm: Pick up the Collaborative Zine!
Come by the Zine Pavilion to grab a copy of the collaborative zine once our zine magicians have worked their magic to get everything put together and printed.
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zine-scene · 7 years ago
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Open Call for Submissions!
We are seeking submissions for The Weasle: Vol. III, a contribution-based zine published in Reno, NV, USA. The zine will focus broadly on libraries, books, reading, and accessibility to literacy and education. We are seeking writing, illustration, information, photography, narrative, testimony, games, poetry, and any other printable content that contributes to a conversation about the impact of reading, books, and libraries, as well as funding for libraries, and the importance of accessibility to literacy and literature, especially in low income households and for youth of color. We are looking for submissions that tell a story, inform about the topic, suggest a positive action or actions to take, relay a personal experience or opinion related to the topic, and/or provide reliable external resources about the issue. Even if your specific knowledge of the topic is limited, we encourage you to share your thoughts and stories in any capacity and, if you want to, do research on your own (head to the library)! Be as creative as you want, and don’t feel limited by the exact prompt. As long as the submission can be printed on paper and is related to the topic, it is eligible (and likely) to be included!
The full details and specs are at docs.google.com/document/d/1B-stqJNSLrJSmOMyI6ZL-PPlfwM_BLRHBRfyeLNGzjU/ – please take a look at the full call before you submit.
Submissions due June 15th, are open to everyone everywhere, and should be emailed to theweasleysandextendedfamily at gmail dot com (you are welcome to direct questions to that email address, too!). 
will focus broadly on libraries, books, reading, and accessibility to literacy and education. We are seeking writing, illustration, information, photography, narrative, testimony, games, poetry, and any other printable content that contributes to a conversation about the impact of reading, books, and libraries, as well as funding for libraries, and the importance of accessibility to literacy and literature, especially in low income households and for youth of color. We are looking for submissions that tell a story, inform about the topic, suggest a positive action or actions to take, relay a personal experience or opinion related to the topic, and/or provide reliable external resources about the issue. Even if your specific knowledge of the topic is limited, we encourage you to share your thoughts and stories in any capacity (Why is reading important to you? Do you have any special stories about a favourite librarian? etc.) and, if you want to, do research on your own (head to the library)! Be as creative as you want, and don’t feel limited by the exact prompt. As long as the submission can be printed on paper and is related to the topic, it is eligible (and likely) to be included!
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zines-in-chinese-cultures · 3 years ago
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To A Far Away Land: Locating Feminist Memory Making and Knowledge Production in the Chinese Diaspora through Zines (21 Jan 09:00-11:00 GMT)
Helen Yeung
(she/they, Auckland University of Technology/Migrant Zine Collective)
In 2017, Chan Mei Ying submitted a piece titled “To a Far Away Land” to Generation Migrant (issue #2), a community zine exploring the complexities of Chinese identity in contemporary Aotearoa (New Zealand). The piece, included a black and white photo of her mother dressed in cheongsam, with words paying homage to her bravery, pain and sacrifices following her migration from China in 1948. Pages of the zine also included autobiographical essays, poems, visual imagery and photography from predominantly Chinese women and queer perspectives, exemplifying the idea that zines act as “sites of feminist memory work in which the personal and political are fused” (Chidgey, 2013, p. 658). The contributions further exemplified zines as a tool for those in diaspora to assert agency and authority through practices of self‐representation and knowledge claims (Licona, 2012). This paper explores zines as a form of informal memory work and knowledge production to document Chinese diasporic feminist perspectives beyond mainstream and traditional publishing spaces. Utilising my positionality as both a Hong Kong-Chinese diasporic feminist researcher and the creator of the Generation Migrant zine series, this paper critically expands on current scholarship for feminist memory work through self-publishing. In particular, the gap in literature for the role of zines in documenting, sharing and archiving voices of dissent for marginalised genders in diaspora.
Helen Yeung (she/they) is a feminist researcher, community organiser, activist and zine-maker in Aotearoa (New Zealand). Her work as an activist first began through grassroots organising in domestic and family violence prevention for migrant women and youth of colour. She is passionate about violence-prevention, and building spaces for marginalised communities through organising, conducting educational workshops, and designing culturally specific facilitation frameworks. Helen is currently completing her PhD research at Auckland University of Technology under the School of Communications Studies. With an academic background in Politics and International Relations, her research centres on migrational and diasporic experiences, feminism and gender, digital activism, DIY media production, multimodality and alternative participatory methods. She is also the founder of Migrant Zine Collective, a zine collective which aims to amplify the voices of migrant communities through activism, self-publishing and arts-based practices.
Affiliations Auckland University of Technology (PhD Candidate) Migrant Zine Collective (Founder)
Instagram: @migrantzinecollective
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softkuna · 4 years ago
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Sukuna || Interview || Fic - oc
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Content   ║  Punk!Sukuna x oc. There is a reader version here.
Beauty wasn’t in the eye of the beholder, no, it is in the mind. Sukuna was enraptured. Addressed again, he shifted his posture, leaning into the arm of the couch as she did with her chair. The two were close in their cohort. An air of comfortable conversation lingered between them, much to his dismay. Her question wasn’t unusual. He’d been asked it in the beginning of his career and one where he had a planned answer.
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Consider ║ Original Character. Swearing. Female Pronouns.
Creator   ║ I swear this will go somewhere, I just enjoy the set up too much. So this is the version with the oc that I have. Her first name is Koyori. I have tagged this so that if you dislike ocs, you can read the other version. But! If you like ocs, hopefully you’ll like her ;v;. I did research on punk fashion, culture, and all which was really interesting. I knew some stuff about it before, but it’s really rich! I hope it’s not too information dense for you guys. Either way, Punk!Sukuna is now my comfort au and writing him is an absolute delight!!
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Sukuna had a lazy grin as he lounged back into a modern cream sofa. His arm stretched across the back of it, ankle crossed over his knee. Eyes staggered from the two cameras set up to the woman talking with some other chick. One held a small stack of papers, the other was grandly gesturing. He breathed out a short-stop breath, wishing they wouldn’t waste his time with bickering. Annoying as it was, it left a thick self-satisfactory lather over his ego.
  “-didn’t you say the band?”
  “Yeah, but this is better.”
  “Sure… but what happens if-“
  Quite frankly, he hated most press and avoided it, so to just have him in the hot seat was a double-edged blade. They didn’t get the whole band, but they did have The King himself. Whatever publicity he thrived off of were live shows, signings, fancams, tangible and real-time events. Interviews were a complete and utter waste of his time. He did a couple in the beginning, but found them pointless, callous even. They all asked the same shit. So, him coming alone was absolutely a note to pin to the fridge, even if it were a passive-aggressive post-it note.
  His head turned to the two going back and forth. It wasn’t until the third minute ticked by that Sukuna felt the flashpoint of his blood plummet, “Yo! We doing this or what? You’re wasting my time here, Eros.”
  Koyori whipped her head to the man with an indignant, “Excuse me?”
  “Eros. Known for being reckless and unreliable? Like your scheduling.” He leaned forward, elbow on knee and chin in palm. The aura of shit-eatery exponentially growing, “You’re not excused, sorry, not sorry Princess.”
  “I think you have the wrong God,” She quipped as she dusted off the front of her outfit. It was a smart look and an intentional one for an interview with a punk rocker. What would strike the best complement than a khaki academic outfit? It consisted of a white high collared button up, sleeves billowing before cinching at her wrists. The blouse was stuffed into high-waisted, cuffed khaki chinos, pleated at the center of each pant leg. Over top, a gray woolen sweater vest. Accessories included various silver rings, a black ribbon to tie under the folded collar, and small silver studs as earrings. Makeup remained that done-up natural with brow, liner, and mascara. Hair had been swept into something similar to a faux 1920’s bob, pulled loosely back. The overall silhouette made the perfect contrast.
  Sukuna wanted to peg her as your average superficial fashion bitch, he really did. Even at the concert, she dressed smartly despite the pathetic look on she wore on face. It wasn’t until afterwards when he saw the burn in her eyes, that he craved for her to prove him wrong.
  Black flats clacked as she approached her own seat, a matching armchair to the couch. Koyori held a certain command once she walked in, instructing him on where to be, which camera to look at, and what the introduction would be. He listened, admiring how her small frame moved to and fro, fixing up last minute edits on a paper, chattering with who he assumed to be a videographer. It was a whole production. One that was hers. The set itself was practically out of a home décor magazine. It was a general space used across the publisher, but she was born to be there. Deserved to be there. Her calculated glee and deliberate positioning of each member made him feel as though he were looking through a mirror.
  The interview process began.
  Koyori sat professionally, legs crossed and leaning on the arm of her chair closest to Sukuna. He was unmoving, that slit to his lip curling upwards as the cameras began. She introduced the blog, the channel, her social media handles. With a smile, she introduced herself, “I’m Yama Koyori, and to join me in this special is lead singer of Two Face, the King of Curses – Sukuna.”
  The camera panned to his lazy wave, “Yo.” He looked to her, she looked to him and for a moment she thought she saw a flicker of interest. Maybe the man was meant for cameras after all.
  “After looking more into the punk scene, there’s a pretty interesting history behind it. Revolution, social discourse, poverty, violence, and unity. As someone in the scene, can you talk a little bit about what you know of the background?”
  Sukuna drank in her voice, smooth and warm like the steady strum of a bass guitar. For a moment, he wondered if she sang. He quirked a brow, “Sounds like you didn’t research enough to summarize it yourself,” Eyes flickered to her features, watching as slight annoyance crinkled onto her nose then smoothed, “Let me learn you, Daisy. Starting back from rock in the 50’s, take that, strip it, build it with shit you find in the backyard…” His wrist rolled as his harmonious voice sang on, lacking even a single stutter as he summarized the movement top to bottom, inside and out, “…So, people would make their own records, sell them in plastic bags, they’d scan and reprint photos to make their own ‘zines. Shit was hard to distribute without tech…”
  Much of his dissertation, Koyori hadn’t even found on her own deep dive into the culture. Sure, the anarchist and nihilistic ideologies were well known to pretty much anyone who would listen, but the deep history and connection between communities was far beyond the surface scratched into.
  “There’s a crowd of sub-genres now. Fuck ‘punk is dead’ what even is that bull shit?” Sukuna scoffed, jerking his chiseled chin to the side, “Only thing that’s dead here is – ironically – peoples drive to change.”
  His interviewer sat in silence for a moment, mind spinning. He spoke in the way a well-educated University professor gave a dissertation to his peers, dripping in confidence from his storm of information. He was articulate despite the fowl language, even including a tie in to modern perception. Excitement curled into the recess of her mind. In a delightful turn of events, expectation and reality didn’t match up.
  Koyori leaned forward slightly folding her hands over the arm of the chair, “That was comprehensive. Thanks!” She chuckled, causing the man before her to freeze and thaw with a nod. She continued, “With all of this mention of D.I.Y. culture in punk, let’s talk about Vivienne Westwood.”
  Sukuna kept his attention to her profile as she spoke to the camera, catching himself in the glow of her enthusiasm, “On Kings Road in England, she kickstarted the fashion movement into gear. Now, many would think that with a style such as this, it would’ve been hand-me-downs, pins, self-stitching, but contrary to this belief, many of the clothes in her store were expensive. Knock offs circulated, and seeing as much of it did have that hand-done finishing touch, many decided to take tailoring to their own hands…” Not that this was a competition, but Koyori found herself trying to prove his ‘research’ comment wrong. Her ability to scour and exhaust her resources of fashion history is the furnace that kept her going and Koyori would make it well known that she was not to be challenged.
  The approaching lurch of a stalemate stuck to the walls of the vocalist’s stomach. Something he didn’t think he’d feel for a while. Small stuff over here may not’ve known all there was about the cultural history, but he could feel the crashing wave of fascination washing over him as she spoke. Sure, some of it he knew. Some of it he naturally garnered from stylistic preference and others he learned for marketing, however there was just a certain target she aimed for with such precision that he bled a newfound admiration.
  Beauty wasn’t in the eye of the beholder, no, it is in the mind. Sukuna was enraptured. Addressed again, he shifted his posture, leaning into the arm of the couch as she did with her chair. The two were close in their cohort. An air of comfortable conversation lingered between them, much to his dismay. Her question wasn’t unusual. He’d been asked it in the beginning of his career and one where he had a planned answer. As practiced, “I ans-“
  “You’ve answered it already, yeah, I know. I saw the interview,” Koyori’s head tilted to the side, pleasant smile hinting at her trick, “but enlighten me for a second about how your natural style transitioned to what it is on stage. We’ll put up some of the photos taken from last night here,” her hand gestured to some empty space, “You basically turned chiaroscuro and made it a performance. It’s obvious in how each member contrasted with themselves and the stage.”
  The chick didn’t even know who he was a week ago, yet somehow watched every interview since the start? An answer tumbled from the tongue readily, “Punk is like a renaissance of music. Like I said before, it tore down the foundations of what was before and built something new out of it.” The words were succinct, but as Koyori’s pretty lashes bat, he was goaded into continuing, “Contrast is important. I like art. I like plays. Just ‘cause it’s punk doesn’t mean I can’t have it look aesthetic? Or is that a word only snobby fashion journalists can use now?”
  “Hm. Change ‘journalist’ to ‘vocalist’ and you’re a word away from meeting the requirement,” It was a sour candy treat traded for his lemon warhead.  
  “Ouch. Miss Blog-Spot here has some sass,” His large frame leaned further into the armrest, cheek resting on that fist.
  “Mister Eight-Track here is some a–“
  The videographer clapped his hands, “We have sponsors, you know. We can at least censor him.”
  It was Sukuna’s time to laugh a loud, hyena-like cackle. A large hand smacked his leather-clad knee. Koyori scrunched her nose again, biting back her tongue from childishly jutting out at him.
  As soon as the videographer clapped his hands again, she recollected herself, shuffled her papers, and continued on, “From what it looks like, you took a mixture of old and new high-trend brands and added a touch to them to keep with theme. Even now, you’re wearing a Real McCoy with cone spikes embedded. Is that custom made? McCoy isn’t cheap.”
  Part of him hated her keen eye, but reveled in her raw talent all the same. “I’m not going to bull shit you and say I dumpster dive for my clothes. I like high quality things. What’s the point in making money if I can’t spend it? What’s a bigger ‘fuck you’ than having your version of a top-brand item being worth more than the original?” With a proud glint in his eye, he rolled the jacket off, sure to make a grand display of strong, bare arms as he did so. The muscle tank he wore was similar to the concert before, white with a pocket, neckline was stretched and worn. It hung over the dense muscle of his shoulders and chest. Sukuna could feel the trail of her eyes on him. His chest puffed from her approval. He threw the jacket over his knee, flipping the leather inside out to show where the studs had been placed, “See this? Did it myself.”
  Manicured fingers touched the inside of the jacket, thumbing the connecting points that the studs were pressed in by and sealed. The work was immaculate. Sukuna leaned back, canines gleaming as he saw her mouth move in a silent ‘wow’. He picked the front of his tank top, snapping it up and allowing it to billow back to his body, “Embroidered this, too.”
  He waited for her comment, her praise. Why? Like he needed some two-bit Vanderbilt bitch’s validation. He chalked it up to being praised by a master of the craft. He hadn’t been prepared for her to take the fabric between her fingers and rub it, concentrated brows cinched like a corset. Well-toned abs flinched in response to her delicacy, but she didn’t notice.
  The embroidery was messy and chaotic, but it was obviously intentionally. The way the needlework was so clean, barely leaving a hole from the pull of the exceptionally soft fabric. It wasn’t floral like in the concert, but abstract stitching created crosses and streaks here and there, using the composition of the fabric as like it were a canvas. Experimentalist. It was like touching the work of Westwood herself.
  God, she hated how perfect it was. It squeezed her heart to know that he was so effortlessly multi-talented. She rubbed the fabric between her fingers once more, attention being stolen by his baritone voice. She could practically hear the treble in it, “Ey Princess, you think it’s okay to just touch me?” His breath caught under the arrogant teasing of his words. Not from the words themselves. Couldn’t care less about that. What choked him up was whatever resplendent emotion flared from them when she peered up to him.
  “Let me check the tag.”
  “What?”
  The blogger leaned back, cheekily snapping the shirt as she did so. “Your shirt, can I check the tag? I want to see what its made out of. Also sorry.”
  Sukuna blinked twice, mouth stupidly hanging open before he leaned forward, “I’ll allow it.”
  He may have tinnitus, but he wasn’t deaf enough yet to miss the mocking ‘I’ll allow it,’ muttered under her breath. He wanted to laugh, but for the second time, the graze of chilled fingertips along his skin shut him up. Along the back of his neck, she fiddled to flip the collar and tug it. Her eyes squinted and a hum escaped her throat. Sometimes she wished she could read upside down. That’s when she sat on the back on the sofa and leaned closer, pulling the shirt to better read the small print. If Sukuna were a cat, he’d lean his head into her. The thought physically bothered him.
  “I knew it. It’s American Pima. Thanks for letting me check.”
  He missed the shiver her touch gave him as she sat back into her chair.
  “While I have more questions for you, this video’s gotten pretty long already, so we’ll have to cut it a bit short here,” She gave a closing statement, motioning for her guest to do the same. With a thanks, the cameras were cut.
  While the editor and videographer chatted together, Koyori leaned heavily into the back of her chair, poised posture slipping into something more comfortable. Long lashes slid closed and a heavy drag of breath lifted her chest. Sukuna’s eyes trailed along her form, contemplating Eros once more.
  She exhaled sharply, “I do appreciate you coming on stage. It’s disgusting how talented you are.” She laughed, cracking an eye open to meet his, “I prepped a lot of questions thinking you’d be short with me. It’s a shame I only got to ask a few.”
  He was surprised himself. It was more than just her talent to make him talk - she may have been the first to see him as an opportunity rather than a commodity. ‘Yami Koyori would be the first and last reporter to see me as a meal’ was the thought he had going into this interview. He had every single intention to shut down her buffet, make it apparent that he was not to be dined on by a single soul. Yet, If his dish were ‘opportunity’, hers would be ‘intrigue’. He wanted to devour it, to know its palette and identify its spices. It was a compulsory urge to order, just to see why he craved it in the first place.
  “Film the next few concerts. Backstage.”
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kennyeckschoe · 3 years ago
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Figure Drawing 1 Introduction
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My name is Kenneth Eckstein-Schoemann and my pronouns are he/him/his. I go by Kenneth or Kenny.  I am a junior majoring in Fine Arts with a focus on Painting, Drawing, and Printmaking.  Some of the things I am interested in learning in this course are how to do gesture drawings as I have never done these before and I see it is part of the course work.  In my Comics class we did drills of drawing a character for 1 minute, 30 seconds 15 seconds which reminds me in a way of gesture drawing.  I also want to learn how to draw using a grid for reference points which I see is our first assignment.  Learning how to break down artwork into specific pieces will definitely help my drawing abilities and keep me focused on learning one aspect or form at a time. I am also interested in learning how to draw realistic human figures that accurately portray the anatomy of the human body using media that brings out the limbs, muscles, the contours, etc. of the body. Learning about the tools and types of papers and its uses are also part of my art education that is lacking and I look forward to understanding how to use tools and paper in ways that give my artwork the best presentation.
The professors I had for Drawing 1 and 2 were Professor Holecheck for Drawing 1 and Professor Gibson for Drawing 2. I had both courses over zoom and for the most part had a few good experiences in regards to learning various drawing and coloring techniques. That said at times it was frustrating not having in person instruction by the Professor as I had lots of questions that I had to resolve myself through research and videos on my own. I know that learning with in person instruction would have made my skills stronger and given me more confidence in the artistic choices I made. I feel due to the remote aspect of these classes created some gaps in my learning.  Thus, I am excited to take the knowledge I gained from Drawing 1 and 2 as well as other art classes and expand on it in this class.
I am also excited that instruction from this class will help me in drawing and creating my human-like animated characters for my cartoon series  I created for Eck-Schoe Productions/Publications called “Flame N. Spice the Pepper”.  It is my life goal to be an animator.  This summer I took Professor Kozlowski's Comics and Zines class.  The comic above is one of the many pieces I created this summer for his class.
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Above are some of the comics I did for Professor Kozlowski’s Comic’s and Zines class this past summer.
The art below is from my Drawing 2 class with Professor Gibson.
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The piece below is from my Drawing 1 class with Professor Holecheck
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artseducation2024 · 4 years ago
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Art Blog
This class was definitely different from my other classes. In this class, I spoke with classmates in breakout rooms which I appreciated. I felt a connection with my classmates. Speaking to my peers was never awkward as we were all comfortable and friendly with each other. I enjoyed creating art digitally with one another and actually getting to speak with people rather than simply listening to someone lecture a class.
One thing I appreciated from this class were the personal presentations. These presentations were well done by my peers and I learned so much from them. I learned about photography, painting, cooking, dancing, cleaning, scrapbooking and so much more. Not one presentation was dull to my eyes. I was always looking forward to hearing and what people had to say about their form of art.
For the art educator presentation, I randomly chose Equal Justice Initiative (EJI). I never heard of this organization. I simply chose it because the date was most convenient for me to present. However, once I began the research I was surprised by the information I gathered. Learning about EJI moved me. I learned about the prison system and how art is used to fight for racial justice. (The photo attached is from the EJI website.)
Not only did I enjoy listening to my peers personal presentations but I was also amused by the art educators presentations. One of the educators I really enjoyed was Candy Chang. I liked Chang’s “Before I die” wall project as I thought it was creative and simple yet moving. I appreciated how anyone was allowed to participate and write their thoughts on a wall.
A task that we were asked to create was collaging. I enjoyed working with my surroundings and being able to express myself. I used stickers, pens, markers, newspaper cutouts and construction paper. We had enough time to create these collages. Another activity I enjoyed was creating zines. They were fun to make and got the job done. They are not only a form of art but also informative.
This class was a great one and I do not regret taking it at all. I am so glad I decided to take this class with you professor! Thank you for making online learning fun! (: Take care professor!! - Daysi Perez Mendez 
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jorjathomas · 4 years ago
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Lifestyle trends based on my target audience
When research gaps in the market, I began to think of ways I could get as much content in my zine. Although I had my own personal advice and tips, I also need some content that would help enable more engagement. This is why I have began to look at potential lifestyle trends from the website LSN so I could use in my zine. I also looked into my target audience and how they are researched to behave so I can understand my target audience better. My age group will be people aged 16-24 meaning currently, most of these women fall into Generation Z.
Article 1: How Joy scrolling can uplift brand storytelling (March 2021)
The first article I looked into explains the new aesthetic for story telling. As the pandemic hit, there was a lot of bad news surfaced. Artists took a step forward to create uplifting news and advice that can help distract society and focus on the good temporarily. Ives seen this surge of design all over the internet and a lot of news has been produced in an artistic way to make the articles easier to read. This is a less intimidating approach to new which i like and want to follow for the magazine however i am also weary of the dangers of this. I don't want to distract or wash the important information with pretty art but influence it to be more visible. This article helped influence my decision as this way for creating has become popular in society. A lot of this style seems to be digital however I hope to move this movement into physical consumerism to aid the popularity of magazines.
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Here are some examples which were published on the LSN article. (March 2021)
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Spreading this positivity across social media has created a lifted and conscious internet algorithm and i think has broken the dark internet cycle of having to look perfect and be ‘amazing’ all of the time. Getting rid of this influencer life and spread important events and news that could educate a person is much more important than having to look a certain way to feel accepted. I wish to do this with my zine and these examples validify my urge to change and create a positive society.
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When completing trend research, we looked at trends for the summer and there seemed to be a lot more colour plastered onto life. I can see this now coming into action with this new approach to news by adding sketches and other forms of art into important messages and advice. Just like the Trend project, I hope to bring a euphoric feel and uplift a reader with the assistance of bright colours.
Article 2: Need to know (11/02/21)
The second trend article i looked at involved a lot of information which became popular over the new year. The most distinctive article was about post pandemic self-care. As you should know already, this subject is heavy within my concept so I was interested to see what has changes when taking care of yourselves pre and post covid lockdown. This LSN article states that-  ‘Many US citizens plan to continue engaging in the self-care routines they've established during the pandemic.’
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The Need to know article also reports that- ‘According to a recent survey conducted by OnePoll for US wellness software company Vagaro, two-thirds (67%) of people agreed that the routines they developed during the pandemic have become a permanent part of their life. Meanwhile, 69% of respondents say they plan to dedicate more time to self-care in 2021 than they did in the previous year.’
I am happy to see this occurring within peoples life as this is the perfect opportunity to use my zine to spread this awareness. My zine should produce self- care tips that can help them to continue this dedication. Although this is my sole purpose of the zine, I also think I should add personal and education information that can assist the zine in becoming more personal and enjoyable to read as there is more than one category.
Article 3: Reading Market (March 2021)
This was probably the most informative article from the four I looked at on LSN as I was able to understand how much demand there is for reading. There's a obvious increase in digital media so I am interested to develop ideas that could help these statistics transform into the physical media outlets. The LSN articles says that- ‘According to Nielsen, time spent reading books among UK consumers has nearly doubled – from an average of three-and-a-half hours per week to six hours.’ Knowing that there is a growth in reading eases my worry of my magazine not gaining any recognition especially since I plan to print physical copies. They also state that- ‘As well as offering solace, comfort and helping to bolster knowledge, the reading market is adapting. It's embracing digital acceleration through new interactive formats, while also tuning in to the desires of younger generations, namely their ethical mindsets. For brands, media outlets and publishers, even greater disruption awaits a sector that has long been bound to tradition.’
‘We were expecting possibly to see a spike in comfort reads, like cosy crime or light comic novels,’ says Jess Harrison’
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From this information, I can see there is a demand in books and most importantly pivotal media. The drastic change from fiction books decreasing and non-fiction becoming popular, proves the fact that people want to become more educated about world matters which they may not have had to do previously. I must remember to add in important information about specific matters I’d like to cover to aid the increase in monumental reads. My only dilemma is the competition with digital reads as screen time as plummeted this past year. Publishing physical copies carries a lot more problems. For example; when I’d publish I would want the copies to be long term for readers, having content that they can keep referring to rather than quick consumption. This would help reduce the carbon footprint of the magazine. I would defiantly want to be a sustainable zine, having more authentic materials that would not only benefit the planet but also add texture to the brand. The article states that- ‘Publishing house Penguin, meanwhile, is taking an environment-first approach to bookselling, targeting the 65% of readers who prefer the tactile experience of a physical book while addressing the impact on the planet. Its Naked Books are printed on demand, use recycled paper, eschew cover art in favour of a simple manuscript, and are delivered using carbon-neutral transport.’
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Following up with the digital competitors this fact proves this point. Despite this I can use technology to my advantage when I would publish the book. For example using YouTube or TikTok to improve new customers with the help of algorithms etc.
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Above is a digital book company which would be my competitor along side Audio books and Kindle. These have grown in the past year as there is a wider platform for smaller authors to get their books known.
Article 4: Anxiety Rebellion (2018)
Despite this trend report being slightly older than the others, I thought it would be intriguing to see if this article has come into play in the more recent years or if my magazine could do this instead to make this trend more long lasting. This article was under the macro trend category on the content page of LSN meaning this should still be present within todays society and I can apply it to my work. This article provides a insight on the new generation and how they are more diverse in comparison to Millennials creating a new wave of life. I looked into this survey by IPSOS MORI below to get a better understanding of my target market of gen z’s.
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This video was attached to this article and it was brought to my attention quickly as I think it perfectly portrays my ideas and thoughts around my idea which you may not have seen yet. The next post will be the full advertisement of this video which was made by ASOS. This advertises Collusion which is a brand created by ASOS that offers clothing and accessories for the new generation. They spread positivity and urge consumers to invert their own style.
Gen z:
A quote from IPSOS- ‘For previous generations of teens, anxiety could be attributed to teenage angst – a temporary cocktail of the hormones and emotions that come with growing up – but Generation Z are fighting this stereotype. Rather than allowing themselves to become trapped in a web of anxiety, teens are speaking out against practices that cause them unnecessary pressure and turning their worries into productivity. In September 2018, a 15-year-old student tweeted ‘stop forcing students to present in front of the class and give them a choice not to’, garnering more than 130,000 retweets and nearly half a million likes.’
As seen from previous events from the past year, teenagers are becoming more vocal on specific matters important to them. I am pleased by this as I think they are breaking this preformed ways of living, how to behave and creating a new and more expressive society.  IPSOS Mori’s recent survey found that, ‘contrary to many clichés about today’s young, our new survey data and analysis reveals a better behaved, more trusting, socially minded and less materialistic generation’. There are many prejudgments about teenagers however, everyone has been one at some stage of their life. The common personality assumptions are laziness, rudeness and anti-social behaviour. Seeing the survey data results and proving these judgments wrong is refreshing. Teenagers actually are more motivated than ever and I hope to give them help. The survey also states that Generation Z are showing new attitudes to their placement in the world. for example, improved self-care solutions, spiritual healing practises, cleaner lifestyles, future-proof financial systems and a new entrepreneurial mindsets. These features have defiantly broke the judgments and are radically different from the actions of the former generations. As you can see in the states on the post- ‘Which noted that illicit drug use by US teenagers, including cocaine and heroin, fell from 22.6% in 2007 to 14% in 2017. The study also found that teenagers are having significantly less sex.’
To conclude this post, researching current lifestyle trends within the current youth market has further developed the urgency for a demand of zines like this. I am excited to begin some creative processes now and really make these ideas come together with the help of this trend research.
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gigslist · 4 years ago
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53 WAYS TO SAVE THE WORLD - YOU CAN DO IT
I live in Haight Ashbury, walking distance to 4 hospitals. There are homeless tents on the streets, but there is no rush on hospitals. We live in a high density homeless mecca. Homeless people in California have typhus, bubonic plague, tuberculosis, fleas and rats and more. Everything that is highly contagious and nasty, but no covid? 
Same reports from friends I know in person in other parts of the San Francisco Bay Area who drive past hospitals every day. And reports from Los Angeles, which has the biggest visible homeless population! There are new web videos of high density homeless camps by different documentary makers every week. No ambulances, no body bags. If there was any of that at hospitals, DIY documentary makers would have it all over the web. I look everyday, nothing. 
I also talked to a neonatal ICU nurse, long time neighbor of 8 years. My nurse friend also has a masters in science. The vaccine was never tested long enough to check if it works nor safe. So far the vaccine doesn’t work. Nurses were told it was only one time, not they have to take it again. The extra virulent strains are fake, excuses to spread more fear to make more money for chemical companies. Lockdown is not going away until you go look for yourself and do something about it.
Do not trust the screen. It wants you to be isolated, so you don’t talk to others to find swap notes, or go see for yourself to find out the truth. Your emails and messages can be diverted and edited, posts taken down from social media. No public gatherings is a Communist takeover tactic. Divide and conquer. Marxism and Communism are the same agenda, take your freedom and your property. 
There is a virus, but it’s a deep fake AI computer virus telling you that people are ill when they aren’t. Telling you a loved one is in an ICU for covid, when they only have the common flu or common cold or another illness entirely. The people on the screen are actors. The network news doesn’t check its sources, it only copies what’s out there.  There are currently major court cases about it, but fake covid new takes up all the news searches, so you don’t know about it.
The software to make the deep fakes that spread the fake virus news is free, developed in the USA by game makers. I research entertainment and marketing technology for an arts biz zine. The USA has been invaded. The government you just elected is pandering to this invasion. Follow the money. Follow the yellow brick road. 
Throw in some communist agents to move things along with “Defund the police”, church smear campaigns, “cancel culture” and race riots, to keep you afraid and isolated. Now you are alone and unprotected and no privacy and no spiritual centers to gather for support or pray for comfort. But YOU CAN FIX THIS in the real world… don’t let anybody say you can’t.
If you are feeling like a deer in the headlights I understand. Here are some pointers to get started: 
Do not trust the screen. Socializing face to face is the best brain and health development for children and adults. Put the screen down and step away. Get back out there and rebuild your humanbeingness. YOU CAN DO IT with confidence.
Meet up with your friends face to face. Adults won’t bully face to face in front of other people. Talk about what you see with your own eyes for real. People are less likely to lie to you face to face and you have a better chance of seeing it. You also have real friends to swap real notes to check stuff. 
Saving the world is a lot of small things we can each do to make a big thing. We are stuck with the screen for some things for now. Maybe bills to pay or video meeting or online duties for work. Or online workshops if there’s no classes in your neighborhood. Use the screen for those, but sparingly. Do wear your mask in public and keep clean, but forget your fear. YOU ARE BRAVE to save yourself and your community.
Save money, the planet, your mental health and time:
(This is how the middle class paid their mortgages, got great educations, and made their neighborhoods successful safe communities.)
Get social in person.
Go to a meetup or volunteer.
Have a dinner party.
Don’t use disposables.
Don’t shop on the screen.
Chat at local grocers for eye witness news.
Learn to cook and sew.
Learn to fix stuff.
Learn to upcycle.
No paper towels or wipes.
Use reusable washable dishrags.
Buy stuff that lasts or is fixable.
Invest in local made stuff.
Hand wash instead of dry clean.
Use an iron to press your clothes.
Use a dishwasher to save water.
Learn to do math in your head.
Learn basic bookkeeping.
Learn how to save water.
Avoid plastics, especially for food.
Baking soda and dish soap instead of bleach.
Brown vinegar or alcohol instead of bug spray.
Tobacco instead of diet pills and brain enhancers.
Home cooked whole food instead of vitamin pills.
Eat food made or grown nearest to you.
Learn lateral thinking - seeing knock on effects.
Do crosswords and puzzles.
Read magazines and news printed on paper.
Hand write letters to people, great privacy.
Don’t go away on holidays. Have a party instead.
Invest in mom and pop shops.
Read paper books from friends and libraries
Make friends with your neighbors.
Have regular community gatherings.
Start a neighborhood watch.
Help each other out.
Rent out rooms to pay the mortgage.
Live within bicycle distance of shops.
Go solar and off grid.
Use reusable batteries.
Grow hydroponic veggies in an apartment.
Background check all information.
Keep kids in school until at least 21 years of age.
Do not teach your kids to play computer games.
Teach your kids to play screenless games with other kids.
Teach your children the stuff in this list.
Journal every day to process your thoughts.
Check your spending everyday to know the numbers.
Set a limit on spending, so you are not borrowing.
Ward off or reprogram negative influencers.
Do public down silent protests.
Give common sense practical reasons.
Hand write protest letters and send registered mail.
Even if you don’t believe in God, pray together.
Hugs heal lots of stresses and fears.
Think positive, be positive, do positive.
I’ll not write the book full of reasons why. Try it and learn for yourself.
Something Else Important to help your community:
The mental health hospitals, homeless help, drug rehab, and local medical clinics and museums, arts centers and schools that the government is closing down. Those were founded and funded by private people who donated them to your community out of their own pockets, on top of taxes. Same with the founded police forces. 
A government does not have the right to take those away.
YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT, including the legal right, to organize and protest.
Group thought works just as well for positive stuff. YOU CAN DO THIS, don’t let anybody say you can’t. You can get out of your prison and save the world by putting the screen in its place. Face to face social community fun and human to human comfort and confidence. 
You’ve been bamboozled by bigoted bitches. YOU HAVE THE BALLS to be beautiful bastards and blast the bitches back big time. Don’t need big bucks and YOU CAN DO IT SCREENLESS to better beef up your privacy and freedom to talk. 
DO IT!!! <3 
The Marxist chick who doesn’t know that Marxism kills freedom of speech and religion. FYI she is a concept performance artist for a living. Her thing is gathering people in public to do something to disrupt. It was getting everybody to go naked and paint themselves gold, that didn’t sell books. So they decided to call themselves Marxists, because college students love that stuff, because they don’t have the educations to know better. Throw in some communist agents to move things along and you have “Defund the police” campaigns. 
Pull your s..t together and get out there and fight back. Reopen your shops and schools, only buy from mom and pop, tell the big corporations to f..k off.  
You cannot patent a natural medicine. You are being bullied to take it to make big Pharma rich and put kill off natural medicine. Tobacco is a better vaccine for a lot of stuff, ask native Americans.
Stop believing the screen, use your own eyes and ears. Go back to print news. 
Those people on the news reporting and giving interviews about the pandemic and vaccine are deep fakes. The software to make them is free.
and treated like mushrooms. Get out and fight back, save your people, save your mom and pop shops, save your neighborhood, save your community. If somebody says defund the police, lock them up because they are trying to make things worse for you on purpose. 
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