Once I scrambled back into my skin, I discovered an overstuffed envelope of studio trimmings from Mary Addison Hackett that Dave the postal worker had dropped off. Check out one of the many sweet little images that brightened my day (above). Also included were some back issues of Plastic Ass.
"A zine is most commonly a small circulation publication of original or appropriated texts and images. More broadly, the term encompasses any self-published work of minority interest usually reproduced via photocopier on a variety of colored paper stock." (Wikipedia) Did you know that Boing Boing started as a zine in 1988? I'm thinking that zine sounds way more cool than blog. Indymedia has a nice ring too.
Before the punk sub-culture movement of the 70's there was a Do it Yourself home improvement scene. A comment by philosopher Alan Watts (from the "Houseboat Summit" panel discussion in a 1967 edition of the San Francisco Oracle) reflected a growing sentiment of the times:
So I riffled through the contents of Mary's envelope with a swelling glee that could only be attributed to my appreciation for living. Fumes be damned. Even the bits of potential garbage that were included held a special charm. I shuttled everything down to my studio for future closer inspection and re-engaged my assault on the house. Thanks.
Our educational system, in its entirety, does nothing to give us any kind of material competence. In other words, we don't learn how to cook, how to make clothes, how to build houses, how to make love, or to do any of the absolutely fundamental things of life. The whole education that we get for our children in school is entirely in terms of abstractions. It trains you to be an insurance salesman or a bureaucrat, or some kind of cerebral character.