MAGAZINES, MARQUEES + MR. BRISICK
While I embrace digital, the speed with which we can share thoughts, tales and instant moments captured in images and videos, my soul is pure analogue. I love the tangibility of magazines. The smell of ink on paper. The marks of time left on thumb-worn pages. Their permanence.
Favourite periodicals kick around my cottage for months, years on end, moving from room to room as I dip in time and again, rereading stories, pausing to re-examine photos, graphics, illustrations, design. But this print-lust probably harks back to the ‘olden days’ when I edited magazines, paper packages of surf, snow and skate produced to monthly deadlines. Whatever the reason, I’ve loved having an excuse to sift through back issues of Freeride and Asylum, tripping down memory lane to pick out a few of my favourites for Jamie Brisick‘s Mag/Zine exhibition at this year’s Port Eliot Festival. Here’s to the Sleep Deprivation Tours, The Beastie Boys and camping in a board bag during the Mundaka Pro._CN