Well I have. And recently, too. Seduced by a roomful of lovingly crafted publications of varying aesthetic merit, I found myself inspired but only to take the laziest possible action: to spend money. So I bought a bunch of zines and thought that maybe in the future I might like to print a zine, too. My favorite of the lot was “Truck Face,” a memoir of a punk’s work as an elementary school teacher.
I suppose that experience planted the inspirational seed for Erin‘s Christmas present, an edition of her play “TvÃ¡ Kamila“ that I designed, screen printed, and bound. Right now it’s my favorite of her plays, and possibly even the most zine-like. That’s pretty much the entire story besides the part where I misspelled the name of the play on the cover, which did not even turn out being the stupidest thing I did all week (cue footage of me desperately speeding to the San Jose airport to catch a flight I forgot about). But besides that I rule.
Here it is: