Scott Boms: Notebook Dispatches

The utility cover with the blue paint splotch on the right side of the photo is what got me I had a good long run on the bike without a crash, but unfortunately my luck ran out last weekend after decideding to add a detour up into the Emerald Hills neighb…

I’m in the throes of reviewing the checklist for SF Zine Fest (today, opening less than 2 hours from now in fact) before we load up the car and head north to San Francisco.

SF Zine Fest For a little while I’ve been mulling over how I might dip my toes into the world of zine/art book fairs and festivals, especially now that I’ve amassed a decent catalog of original books, zines, prints, and other objects.So when the call went…

I’d like to think of printed publications, posters or zines as not necessarily the end product trying to convince anyone of anything, but rather as “working towards establishing conditions for the co-production of meaning.”

Right out of the gate, A Matter of Form proves to be an ingenious illustration of colorful and creative wizardry.

I had an idea for a zine that would capture my collection of failed Polaroids.

Once we have surrendered our senses and nervous systems to the private manipulation of those who would try to benefit from taking a lease on our eyes and ears and nerves, we don’t really have any rights left.

Preview detail of a spread from a forthcoming zine project currently in production I’m working on several zine/book projects at the moment, and now have the first in production.

I’ve barely had time to look at the hundreds of photos I took while in Japan since we’ve been back, but my eye caught this one today from the deer park in Nara, one of the most naturally charming places I’ve maybe ever visited.

A tool that shields us from the friction of the work is compelling, but if we don’t experience the friction, we will never change the work.

Japanese craft is rooted in specificity.