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Thursday, 1 September 2011
Monday, 1 August 2011
Friday, 1 July 2011
Thursday, 30 June 2011
Monday, 27 June 2011
The Ghosts of Deadlines Past
The last few months have been full, full, full, and when they're fullest, it seems that you're able to accomplish more than normal. Like when you buy a kilo of rice and you make it all fit into the recycled sauerkraut jar by pouring, gung-ho, then tap-tapping the vessel so that all the unleashed grains settle and compact. And sometimes at the end there is still a surprising amount of space - but not without a little tap-tapping. This technique usually works for deadlines, but not always.
Unforeseen issues with toner, missing printer parts and posties are guaranteed to thwart the zine process, as will moving and renovating a house, working, other blogs, and life in general - but this is what it's all about. And what Disinflection is not, is a magazine. We're regular, guaranteed to deliver, but not like clockwork.
Now that I've justified Disinflection's tardiness to the three loyal followers of this blog (one of whom is myself), June's edition will be hitting the shelves in early July...early-ish July.
Unforeseen issues with toner, missing printer parts and posties are guaranteed to thwart the zine process, as will moving and renovating a house, working, other blogs, and life in general - but this is what it's all about. And what Disinflection is not, is a magazine. We're regular, guaranteed to deliver, but not like clockwork.
Now that I've justified Disinflection's tardiness to the three loyal followers of this blog (one of whom is myself), June's edition will be hitting the shelves in early July...early-ish July.
Friday, 20 May 2011
A new location
In addition to its current locations, Disinflection is now available from Sticky Institute (and its still free): Shop 10, Degraves Subway, Melbourne.
Sticky, a zine paradise, is open Wednesday to Friday 12 - 6 pm, Saturday 12 - 5pm.
Thursday, 12 May 2011
May's is on its Way...
...This week, I completed my five-page letter in text and image and posted it to Emma in Melbourne. Although there is a lot of subject matter begging to be used, it has been difficult (for me, at least) to conjure the words and images - quite fitting for this time of year.
May is the month the Antipodean Persephone looks forward to returning to her part-time husband. She takes with her the warmth her mother, Demeter, usually lends the land. Persephone's trees - poplars, according to Homer - line the drive to her marital home.
While we rug up, red-nosed and grappling with a low and bashful sun, Persephone, in front of that great fire with a god at her back, is unaware that she herself has never felt the cold.
May is the month the Antipodean Persephone looks forward to returning to her part-time husband. She takes with her the warmth her mother, Demeter, usually lends the land. Persephone's trees - poplars, according to Homer - line the drive to her marital home.
While we rug up, red-nosed and grappling with a low and bashful sun, Persephone, in front of that great fire with a god at her back, is unaware that she herself has never felt the cold.
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