There's Nothing to See Here
40 pages; 5.5 X 8.5 (half-letter size) on 40 lb. heavyweight matte paper.
There’s Nothing to See Here is chronologically the first of two sister zines that form a love/hate letter to the suburb I grew up and live in. Every single picture was taken either on my street or on the next street over, so I was drawing from a pretty small area, and each of the photos in this zine specifically were taken before I moved out of my parents’ house for the first time. This is a reflection on what it felt like to grow up here, especially seeing as I never wanted to move here in the first place; how I felt about coming into my own as a photographer here, seeing as there was nowhere else to go during the pandemic; and how I felt about moving away, after so many years of wanting to leave. Both zines in the series stand on their own, but they tell two separate parts of the story.
40 pages; 5.5 X 8.5 (half-letter size) on 40 lb. heavyweight matte paper.
There’s Nothing to See Here is chronologically the first of two sister zines that form a love/hate letter to the suburb I grew up and live in. Every single picture was taken either on my street or on the next street over, so I was drawing from a pretty small area, and each of the photos in this zine specifically were taken before I moved out of my parents’ house for the first time. This is a reflection on what it felt like to grow up here, especially seeing as I never wanted to move here in the first place; how I felt about coming into my own as a photographer here, seeing as there was nowhere else to go during the pandemic; and how I felt about moving away, after so many years of wanting to leave. Both zines in the series stand on their own, but they tell two separate parts of the story.
40 pages; 5.5 X 8.5 (half-letter size) on 40 lb. heavyweight matte paper.
There’s Nothing to See Here is chronologically the first of two sister zines that form a love/hate letter to the suburb I grew up and live in. Every single picture was taken either on my street or on the next street over, so I was drawing from a pretty small area, and each of the photos in this zine specifically were taken before I moved out of my parents’ house for the first time. This is a reflection on what it felt like to grow up here, especially seeing as I never wanted to move here in the first place; how I felt about coming into my own as a photographer here, seeing as there was nowhere else to go during the pandemic; and how I felt about moving away, after so many years of wanting to leave. Both zines in the series stand on their own, but they tell two separate parts of the story.