This past weekend, the Zine Fest ran at the Brooklyn Lyceum.
Formerly known as Public Bath #7, the Brooklyn Lyceum is worth checking out itself, though the outside is more impressive than the inside. It opened in 1908 and was closed by Robert Moses in 1937. According to the Times, "Local children sorely missed their pool, and at one point, wearing bath towels, marched in Park Slope to protest its closing." After falling for years into disrepair, today it's a performance and art space.
The Zine Fest attracted scores of paper lovers. Several well-known zines and zine-makers were present, including: the Lower East Side's ABC No Rio, the World War 3 Magazine Collective, dirty queer zine Straight to Hell, the East Village Inky, the Center for Book Arts, and Printed Matter.
While the crowd was mixed, it was mostly "pre-Hipster," skewed toward middle-age, alternative 40-somethings who came of age before the Internet, before Web 2.0, and way before the Blogosphere. The event was a throwback to the days when you told a small chunk of the world your quotidian life story by stealing time on the office Xerox machine and buying your friends beers to help you collate and staple.
The Zine Fest even came complete with some anti-blog signage:
I came away inspired, thinking: What if a blog could turn into a zine? What would the Vanishing New York zine look like?