Treat yourself.

{Closing my eyes, it is possible to imagine myself anywhere but where I am (I) is the last in line. There, now you have met them all, all seven of the new zines.}

Small rewards and treats, I thrive off them (though such incentive is by no means unique). Knowing this, I have booked several tickets to various films screening as part of the annual French Film Festival. On any given day at any given hour, I could be at the cinema, senses all transported to Parisian street or somewhere in Lyon or Nice or Nantes. This will see March off to grand start. Here is to a new month. Here is to a new season.

The retreat has started; autumn heralds early nightfall. As the days grow shorter, autumn is symbolised by a woman carrying her harvest, by the hare, by the colours red and orange, and three days in, I am enjoying its arrival. I have not long finished reading The Earth and Sky of Jacques Dorme by Andreï Makine. Reading a book for a second time allows things new to appear before the eyes. I wonder how it was that I missed that. How did I never see that the first time round? Like a mirror, they say, it serves as a mirror. Yes, that’s right. When next, if next, what will I see?

To autumn!

+ Closing my eyes, it is possible to imagine myself anywhere but where I am (I), is a colour zine with a five page concertina insert which mirrors that of a souvenir postcard foldout booklet of yesteryear. This particular zine features original postcards all recently sent from Marieke (front cover), Camilla and Kristi to be given collage twist. It features the recent collages Still in elusive pursuit; Never quite managing to see the whole picture; They were all of them sure never to be lonely for long; Quickly done; and Held in glorious moment.