Well, the first half anyway. Wordpress is being weird about images. For some reason, I assumed I thought it would be flickry and automatically have thumbnail, small, medium, large, and original versions of each image.

I’ll put up the rest later.

I’m talking to the library about having a revolving collection of student comics work. They’re really into it. I just need to collect student work… Or talk to Ellen about it.

I’m starting a comics club for comics jams (with healthy food!), out-of-class critiques (basically a comic-based writing center), maybe using club funds to buy a gocco (!) for making covers, and definitely buying a book/magazine/comics rack for the Design Office, which currently has three issues of an architecture magazine from around 2004 in their waiting area.

I just got an internship at The Richard Hugo House’s Zine Archive the Northwest, North America, THE WORLD. So it’s just kind of awesome to be around. But also there’s community aspect. Greg Stump and David Lasky teach comics classes at the Hugo House sometimes (I might TA for them. This is a big maybe). The day of my interview, Ellen was there too. Pretty much everyone in ZAPP is either a writer or a visual artist and everyone loves zines. And there’s at least one other vegan in the House, which is nice :)

My first day was Saturday. I met some of the other zine-sitters; Simon, Sam, and Jesse.

Simon is an Australian foreign exchange student going to UW and one of those guys with a clipboard that walks around Broadway, asking if you’re registered to vote. It’s funny because he can’t vote but he’s getting all these other people to. This is corny, but it’s like, you can make a difference. And Simon’s kind of a writer. I think he’s too humble to think of himself as one. I read something he got published in a zine that gets distributed to Melbourne from… Portland? It was pretty funny.

Jesse is an older guy, he’s been into zines for 10 years. He works at a… paralegal firm. Or something. He lived in Oakland for a while but we didn’t get a chance to talk about the bay.

Sam is like 17! She’s in high school. I wish I was that cool in high school. Volunteering at a Zine Archive. She’s like the same age as my brother.

We just sat around for a couple hours and talked and read zines (I read comics).

http://www.hugohouse.org/

Wednesdays: 4-8pm
Thursdays: 1-5pm
Saturdays: 1-5pm

I’m working Wednesdays 1-6. And Saturdays from 3-5 (if they haven’t rescheduled me). ZAPP just re-opened so I don’t know if too many people have actually come in yet. It’s a really great space and everyone plays good music. And they’re pretty lax about bringing in beverages. Perfect for spending rainy days in.

It’s right behind Cal Anderson Park.

I didn’t use the oven, because 1. It sometimes doesn’t work and I am weaning myself off of it, just in case I live in an oven-less world someday, 2. I am trying to use my toaster oven more because I just bought it, and 3. Supposedly it is more efficient to bake things that are little in appliances that are not big enough to put your head in.

I am normally pretty successful in reviving freezer bread. Splash some water on it. Throw it in the oven. Turn the knob to HOT. Or maybe ON. Depending on the model. And leaving it alone until I remember it while I’m in the middle of doing something and running back to make sure it’s not on fire.

My success concerning this particular incident is questionable.

Still, I continued. I used three cloves of garlic which is… not the right amount? and maybe not enough butter. I am trying to watch how much soy I’m putting in my body since I generally become uncomfortable after eating too much WholeSoy yogurt or cereal (which I eat with rice milk now and still makes me a little nauseous. I am going to try almond, now, though. We’ll see how that goes. This is also assuming that I can afford cereal. Also, I never took real milk well, either. I remember feeling uneasy after the few breakfasts I woke up in time for. My sister is developed an intolerance to lactose in high school, I believe, despite doing a school report on local cow farms, which for some reason I thought might protect her. Or prove to her body that she liked cows a lot. I don’t really understand how things work. Anyway, a lot of Asians are lactose intolerant and I am probably, to some degree, one of those dudes.

Back to the garlic bread.

I don’t know what happened.

The worst part is, in my greed, I made these when neither of my roommates were home. Normally when I make garlic bread, I feel guilty for no reason and have to at least a piece to each of them or whoever is around. So. Crap. I’m eating like a whole baguette of bad garlic bread by myself.

Two-page spread drawn for my comics class. Experimenting with representing song lyrics and spot colors. I chose Pwrfl Power’s “Two Keys”. I sent them to him and he said, “I looked at all of them, great jobs Mare!”

He is a Cornish alum and is pretty great, by the way.

I’ve got a Kleen Kanteen full of a water. A teacup full of Twinings English Black Tea (imported. I didn’t know when I bought it. But it’s pretty tasty.) and Rice Milk and a couple spoonfuls of Whole Foods Vegan Cane Sugar. A teapot of the stuff steeping with a heart-shaped infuser, the kind you have probably seen before. And limeade and melting ice cubes in a found mug apparently from Kansas. The interior is green and on the outside is a wrap-around illustration of sunflowers.

Maybe “difficult” is not the best word.

It’s unnatural for me to separate my life into those two categories. I write for myself. And I take into consideration what people may or may not think about me. And that affects what I write about. But at the end of the day, it’s for me.

I am going to try drawing now.

Edit: It doesn’t feel write to Private posts.

Typography II, Cornish College of the Arts, 2008.

My first whack at animation. Not a Motion Major so it was fun to see things wiggle a little even if it did take a million pieces of paper to draw everything (and not even end up using all of them).

The song is “The Ugly & The Beautiful” by The (Real) Tuesday Weld. I like it.

“What Do You Want To Do For Valentine’s Day”

8-page minicomic, fits on one 8.5″x11″. No staples.

Sample pages after the jump.

8-page zine (including front and back cover) about indoor vermicomposting (composting with worms). Printed on the 8.5″x11″ sheets cut out of paper shopping bags. No staples. 100% compostable.

Available for download as a pdf here.

From the back cover:

“Instructions: To make your own booklet, print out the PDF and fold the paper in half three times. Next, open it up and cut along the dotted line. Fold the book in half vertically and push the inner pages outward, making a “+” formation. Finally, fold all the pages together.”

If that’s too confusing, this site with the dirty name explains it better with pictures.

I am getting better at feeding myself, also. I think I will be eating a lot of brown rice this school year. Brown rice, beans. Who knows what else. Whatever is cheap. But preferably organic.

I will start posting some of my work as soon as I dig it out of wherever I left it and scan it.