Snarlinar

Hi! I’m creating this zine called Snarlinar. It’s inspired by an acquaintance called Ness who made (at least one) zine(s) that they showed me. The idea is to create something humanually. I ask for real human material.

Issue 1

The first edition is out.

• Readable PDF, for screens
• Printable PDF, for paper
  Printing instructions

  Print in double-sided mode, flipping on the short edge if your printer gives you the choice. Lay the printed sheets flat and unfolded, one on top of the other, then fold them all together as a group into a booklet.

  If your printer can only flip on the long edge, the backs will come out upside down; rotate the even-numbered pages 180° in the PDF before printing. Try printing a single copy first.

Why this exists

Snarlinar is meant as a place to create with our hands. It is a rebellious act. Should I say what against? Do I need to say it?

For Contributors

Do not spend a large amount of time unless you already have a large amount of time. You may or may not already have a place where you can put the voices in your body into a place that represents the world. This is like that. The machine will try to slow you down, and to put obstacles in your body's path. But if your body is able to turn away from the machine, even for a moment, find one of your voices in that moment and let it utter something, anything.

I implore you not to submit anything to this zine. Submit is the wrong word-type. I would rather you dump, spray, vocalize, record; document, imagine, manifest, channel, create; burst, bust, fuck-this-shit, disseminate; compose, define, beat around the bush, orchestrate, deny. Do it while pooping, fucking, dancing. Cooking, sleeping, dying. Eating and crying. But don't submit.

In practical terms: Snarlinar asks for anything you can originate that even remotely might fit into a zine. Challenge me!

Material can be sent to material@snarlinar.com.