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Pictures of Ruin: Issue 26 Action Shots

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Twenty-Six with tags , , , on June 2, 2012 by mohawko

Here we are, with an exceptionally epic set of Action Shots from our first operative abroad, Jeremy Reed exploring the ruins of Miletus in Turkey with David Tomaloff’s little piece of theatre.

Imagine all the dead watching.

Look At This Ruined Place

The coliseum feels like appropriate context.

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The Bones of Bones We Cannot Leave Behind

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Bleached

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Quiet With Terminal Sickness

ASCEND

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I Am Not Alone in This Land of Ghosts

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Minotaur #2

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Don’t go.

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Smite the Fuck Outta this Photo

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Broken columns like teeth.

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We Walk These Plains With Our Peers and Face the Emptiness Like Full-Grown Adults

Mega-thanks to Operative Jeremy Reed for taking the SPR to such exciting and far-flung places. YAA’s forever.

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P.S. Did you know that we now have a listing at Poets & Writers? We feel so very established.

The Coastal Swap: Issue 25 Action Shots

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Twenty-Five with tags , , , , on April 25, 2012 by mohawko

Greetings homies! We’re thrilled to present this grouping of Action Shots from A.K. Mayhew’s brilliant twenty-fifth issue, as worn about the Boston area by Sonja Vitow. We’ll get right down to it:

"Graduating Students Can Get Cash!"

In scenic Watertown, MA.

"Jaywalking on Comm Ave (Not for the Faint of Heart"

Sonja Vitow breaks the law (and don’t get caught.)

"Legalized Walking in Downtown Boston"

Excellent has already happened.

"Rooting Through Used Records (The Death of Rawk)"

Sonja scored some sweet albums that day.

"Enjoying Spring in Boston on the Charles River"

Sonja says: “The murky life-source of our fair city.”

"A Flyers Fan in Bruins Country"

Nothing more badass.

"ON THIS HOCKIEST OF DAYS, RAIN DOES NOT KEEP US FROM TAKING THE STREETS"

Sonja says: “The juxtaposition between Ann’s story-wearing and mine is even more layered when you factor in the weather discrepancy…this is not a city for people who enjoy ‘clear skies’ or whatever.”

"CITGTFO"

Citgo - known headquarters of the Illuminati.

Me My We the World: Issue 24 Action Shots and Announcements

Posted in Action Photos!, Announcements, Issue Twenty-Four with tags , , , , , on April 8, 2012 by mohawko

Oh my. We have so many things to show and tell you. First, on Thursday we were written about in the Los Angeles Times book blog “Jacket Copy” by Carolyn Kellogg, and it has been a surreal deluge of social media ever since. So many Facebook likes, so many retweets, so many new submissions and new friends. Our traffic has spiked to levels unheard of.

From the bottom of our collective hearts, we thank you all so much for your support. It means the world to us. Obviously this feels like a very, very big step.

Yet we have such places to go.

Because You Know that Path Leads Somewhere Special

Places like here, like California, now, this week, our heart of hearts, with our Operative A.K. Mayhew, whose back is now featured so prominently in the LA Times, wearing Sonja Vitow’s brutal little story. Fresh from this week’s operative, we present these gloriously high-defined Action Shots.

The Land of Grass that Is Green

Speaking of which, Sonja has a story in the latest Gulf Coast, and we’ll be damned if it didn’t give us chills. It’s called “Master Bedroom,” and you must read it. You simply must. (The bio says it’s her first publication, but, oh, we know.)

I Just Want Somewhere to Rest My Tired Feet

It’s an exquisite little juxtaposition, we think, the stabbing beauty of Sonja’s SPR story so harmoniously matched with its environs.

A Coffee Is A Coffee Is A Coffee Is A PUNCHINTHEFACE

In the past day the Los Angeles Times article has been tweeted by some of our very favorites, among them: The Lit Pub; “The Book Bench,” The New Yorker’s literary blog; NAP Magazine; J. Bradley; xTx; oh my, there are too many. We thank them all.

AK AKA

And this is to all of you, to each and every one who ever needs a boost: we will always give you a shout-out.

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PS. Some anonymous internet commentators have made snarky remarks about our ‘about’ page and how we pledge that our operatives are a collective network of “punks, thieves, and anarchists.” We tweeted this yesterday, and it should be obvious by now in any case:

SPR in Disguise: Issue Twenty-Two Action Shots

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Twenty-Two with tags , , , , , on February 26, 2012 by mohawko

What better place to take a Safety Pin Review story than New Orleans on Mardi Gras, that ultimate place of performance and wanton indulgence? Yes indeed. The fruits of Operative Ian‘s labors, posted below:

Our Operative

Natural skin tone, of course.

Classy Broads

Look at those locks.

Here's Looking at Yu, Kid

The most effective pill.

Lawyers Will Be the First Victims of the Disease That Sweeps This Nation

So many incidental readers on these streets, so much guerilla fiction going around.

Casting Off

*Insert Confederacy of Dunces reference here*

 

 

 

Noir and Funeral: Issue Twenty-One Action Shots

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Twenty-One with tags , , , , , , on February 23, 2012 by mohawko

Action Shots from last week’s issue by J. Bradley, brought to you from Sleep No More by @NoSexCity and Jack Cazir. They speak for themselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Issue Twenty-Two will go live tomorrow.

If I Had A Valentine: Issue Twenty Action Shots!

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Twenty with tags , , , , on February 14, 2012 by mohawko

Operative Jack Cazir took Laura Hallman’s story for a lengthy journey into the city for Valentine’s Day. Delivered to you, from the man himself (who, incidentally, has an article over at Thought Catalog about means to avoid similar situations in your own lifeliness.) Here goes, a solo love riot (words by Jack):

If I had a Valentine I’d buy her flowers and things with hearts and we’d eat at Momofuku and I wouldn’t sit alone.

If I had a Valentine we’d walk the High Line and maybe hold hands here.

Maybe here.

If I had a Valentine I’d shield her eyes.

I thought maybe I could find my Valentine in Times Square.

But this woman seemed more into Laura Hallman than me, which is fair.

I thought this Modigliani could maybe be my Valentine but she didn’t hardly even move.

Neither did this girl.

If I had a Valentine she’d explain Abstract art to me.

And remind me not to stand in front of the pictures.

If I had a Valentine she’d ignore all of this shit.

And put up with this shit.

…and I wouldn’t be so lonely.

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We love you, Jack.

More to come.

Everyone in NYC Has A Crush on Casey Hannan: Punch-Drunk with the SPR (Issue Nineteen Action Shots)

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Nineteen with tags , , on February 5, 2012 by mohawko

Photographic fractals- a frat party, a blurry subway ride, the ankles and calfs of friend and stranger alike- are all that remain of our nineteenth issue, written by Casey Hannan and worn by David Meyers around New York City. All exude warmth, a joyous and cozy context for Casey ‘s generous story.

Let the flannel take you someplace quiet, somewhere with gentle, lapping waves and lots of body hair. Repeat the story over and over in your head as you go. Take us now, Casey:

pregaming

 

happyface

 

mr. demille

 

mouthshot

 

heppy

 

space david + finger

 

jeank nees

 

'red'

 

friendzz

 

please don't jump

 

superman

 

we are two strangers but we are the same

 

close friendz

 

others who are not so close

 

best friendz

“Kiss him. Kiss your best friend.”

Chronic Depression Lasts Longer Than A Week: Action Shots from Issue Eighteen

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Eighteen with tags , , , on February 2, 2012 by mohawko

Finally, at long last, largely due to busyness on my part (apologies), we have an eclectic collection of Action Shots from last week’s story by mensah demary, worn about Wooster, OH and Louisville, KY by our fabulous operative Kelsey Kerr. See! these glorious photos, as narrated by the operative herself:

Candy-Colored Misery

Taken in a party store in Wooster. I happened to wander in there after Walmart. Sadly, no one commented on the patch at this location.
I will say that I found the contrast of the party store and the poem quite amusing.

Banks Inspire Depression.

By Chase in Wooster. While I was in line waiting to deposit a check, a woman stopped me, saying she was trying to read my back but that she was having difficulty. I gingerly moved my purse strap out of her way.

We Only Talk to Animals Now

A Petco in Wooster. Oh, the adventures of Petco. Both my puppy and I had a good time there. He got some bitches while getting his nails groomed, so I was told, and I got frisked by an employee’s eyes. She stopped me to tell me how much she enjoyed the piece.

Forever Low Every Day

At the Walmart in Louisville, KY when a woman read the poem as she was strolling her young daughter into the store.

Prep Time

In Louisville before going out on the town on Saturday night.

Pluto Is No Longer A Planet

This group was taken out on the town Saturday night. I went out with my boyfriend, Mac Kelly’s family. His cousin Erin’s also in some of the shots. We went to dinner, then went bar hopping, which included some drinking of Mamajauna and dancing. No comments on the prose piece, but maybe that’s become patrons at the places we attended had a bit distracted minds.

AND YOU CAN'T BRING IT BACK.

 

NO, YOU CAN'T.

These next two were taken at Lynn’s Paradise Cafe in Louisville. It’s a pretty well-known tourist spot, with delicious food. Today was Lima Bean Day, so there were free lima beans for everyone with every meal. In the shot, I’m wearing a Dr. Seuss hat. There are many fun hats in the restaurant’s shop, which people like to put on for photos.

Funny Hats #1 (I Feel Shrimpy Today)

 

Funny Hats #2 (Redux)

In my boyfriend’s father’s condo with our puppy, Charlie, who loves my jacket and is always getting it coated in fur. (Hence, all the fur on my jacket in the shots.)

Woofs

Stay tuned for photos of Casey Hannan’s story later on this week.

Your Message Here: SPR at an SF Con

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Sixteen with tags , , , , , , on January 22, 2012 by mohawko

We are pleased to present an essay by operative and forthcoming SPR author David Sklar, about his experiences wearing Berit Ellingsen’s story (Issue Sixteen) last week at Arisia, a popular sci-fi convention held each year in Boston. Enjoy, and feast your eyes:

“Your Message Here: SPR at an SF Con”

by David Sklar

This is the start of my modeling career. Somewhere in America, a talent scout is looking for a graying, overweight forty-something to model baggy pants. This scout will see my spread in Safety Pin Review and draft me into service.

Hostage Situation by Berit Ellingsen. A Norwegian author on a vest from New Zealand on an American author. Sometimes a story just gets around. Photo by Frood.

Nah, probably not. But I’ve long had a fondness for exploring the boundaries between literature and other art forms. I’ve experimented with threading poetry into necklaces,

“a star is what you cannot keep inside”—final line of my poem “When I Grow Up” from Bull Spec issue 3 (www.bullspec.com/issue/3). Necklace by Rachel Young. Photo by David Sklar.

and with cutting names into paper snowflakes.

Folded, it makes a great gift tag, but when you unfold it, you can barely read the name. Read between the lines to find my middle name.

When I first heard of the Safety Pin Review, I was thrilled with the idea, and immediately began writing twitterfic (and converting old poems into the format) in the hopes that I would get a story onto somebody’s back.

At Larry Smith Booksellers in Arisia Dealers’ Room. Photo by Rachel Young.

It did not occur to me that they would ask me to model a story. But when the acceptance arrived for my story “Fisherman’s Widow,” editor Simon Jacobs added, “And if you ever have a desire to wear one of our stories around for a week, consider this a standing invitation.”

With Meredith Schwartz, program director for LunaCon (2012.lunacon.org) and now News Editor for Library Review. Photo by Rachel Young.

I was thrilled. I would be part of this kooky experiment, wearing somebody else’s words on my back. I was also kind of nervous. The SPR Web site describes their operatives as “a collective network of punks, thieves and anarchists.” I am none of these. Not lately, anyway. I don’t even own a leather jacket—unless you count a camel-colored suede coat that might no longer fit. Would I look out of place? Would I like the way I look, photographed from behind?

Puzzling out directions. Photo by Rachel Young.

Oh—and I e-mailed Simon to tell him that I sometimes attend science fiction conventions, which might be a good setting for pictures.

Chatting in the lobby with the White King, the Cheshire Cat, and the White Rabbit. Photo by Rachel Young.

Hey, if I can’t look really cool, I might as well let my geek flag fly.

With Alex Franklin as Squidguy. Photo by Rachel Young.

I sent my best guess of a schedule for this year, with the pros and cons of each convention I’m likely to attend. He picked Arisia, which I think is a wonderful choice. Arisia, which is held every January in Boston, was the first convention where I was ever invited to speak, back in 2002, and to this day it remains one of the most fun.

With the dread pirate KT Pinto (ktpinto.com). Photo by Rachel Young.

So Arisia set the timing, and the timing determined which story I would wear. And until the story arrived and I saw what it said, I didn’t realize that what I bring to SPR is something ordinary, beautiful, and plain, which­­—for this particular story—is far more effective than leather and chrome: I’m a dad.

Guiding the next generation. Photo by Rachel Young.

When a college student wears a patch on his or her back about a family that communicates by shouting all the time, well that says one thing. But when you wear it to the playground, or dropping your kids off at school, that’s something else.

Other hostages. Photo by Rachel Young.

My wife and I explored this in the first set of pictures we staged, and Simon shared his thoughts in Issue Sixteen.

Do people think I wrote it? Or that I wear it because I believe it? I don’t know. I’ve seen how readers can see a word on the page and read it completely wrong. Or worse yet, read it right, but get the reason behind it wrong, so that something presented as shameful is seen as glorified or condoned. This seems especially true for darkly humorous pieces like the one I was wearing on my back.

With David Silverman, president of American Atheists (www.atheists.org). Photo by Hildy Silverman.

Of course, an artist must take risks for beauty.

Wings (with Ananda Rosen (www.modelmayhem.com/eggstoapples ). Photo by Rachel Young.

And I suppose an “arts operative” takes risks for the beauty of someone else’s work.

With gifted photographer Coelynn McIninch. Photo by Rachel Young.

In a sense, wearing this story was a penance for me.

Author Genevieve Iseult Eldredge (www.girlyinfernalengine.com), punching me out for dancing with her wife. Photo by Rachel Young.

Because as a father I do find I yell at my kids more than I believe I ought to. And with this patch on my back I think I was much more likely to think twice before raising my voice.

EXTERMINATE!!! Photo by Rachel Young.

Nobody stopped me at the schoolyard or the playground to ask what was on my back. The convention was a different story.

People were jostling around in the elevator so they could take turns reading my back. I got comments like, “That’s my family completely.” When I introduced myself at the start of a panel, my listing of places I’ve been published would end with, “And this week, the Safety Pin Review is published on me.”

With Hildy Silverman, publisher of Space & Time magazine (spaceandtimemagazine.com). Photo by David Silverman.

And I got compliments on the story. When I explained that I couldn’t take credit for it, people complimented me on my choice as an editor. When I explained that that wasn’t me either, they mostly just looked at me blankly.

I didn’t have time to get all the pictures I wanted. Conventions are hectic, and so is parenthood. I got some with people in costume, though I missed out on the most elaborate costumes.

TARDIS corset by MayFaire Moon (www.mayfairemoon.com) Photo by Rachel Young. See how it looks on a person: http://www.mayfairemoon.com/gallery/view.php?gallery_id=12

Almost all of the pictures were posed.

Stargazing from close up. Photo by Rachel Young.

Some were downright silly.

Wait! You left the parking brake on! Photo by Rachel Young.

I photographed the local fauna, though the patch wasn’t in the shot.

I think this is a langostolphin.

Some of the best moments didn’t make it into the camera.

My panels went well. My readings went better. I don’t have pictures of either, but I think I can say I knocked ‘em dead at a sparsely attended fiction reading scheduled during the Masquerade, and a well attended poetry reading where I was a last-minute addition. (For future reference, fairies on rollerblades geting their wings tattooed will draw an audience, but A drag queen takes over Hell draws a bigger one.) Within minutes after the poetry reading, I’d had work solicited by two journals. But I was there for the rush. For me, the energy I get back from a live reading is one of the great rewards of the craft.

Although it also feels pretty good when someone comes to my signing and buys a book.

Signing a book for avid fan Julia Rios (also a talented writer and interviewer in her own right (juliarios.com). Photo by Moss Collum.

Pictured above is Julia Rios, who caught my reading last year and then showed up at my signing to buy one of everything I’d brought. She’s also a writer, though I didn’t realize how good a writer until I caught her reading this year.

The book I was signing: Triangulation: Last Contact from ParsecInk (parsecink.org/index.php?topic=triangulation_11). If you think I’m stealing free advertising because I’m not getting paid for this essay, think again. I would’ve done it even if they’d paid me. Note my name on the cover, after the famous SF author and the one who’s been published in the series since their second volume, above the woman who just signed a 3-book deal with Tor.

I also got a visit at my signing from Melina Gunnett, who offered me a free book because my critique may have helped her story get into the UnCONventional anthology.

The book cover on cake. Yummy.

So I showed up at the book release party to pick up the book.

At the UnCONventional book release with (from right to left) editors Trisha Wooldridge and Kate Kaynak, contributing author Anthony Francis, and Rich Storrs. Photo by Rachel Young.

And after the party, I helped with the takedown before heading off to bed.

Helping move furniture after the UnCONventional release party. Photo by Rachel Young.

And that was Arisia. Next morning, I drove home exhausted and broke, and looking forward to doing it again next year.

In the Dead of Winter: Issue Seventeen Action Shots

Posted in Action Photos!, Issue Seventeen with tags , , on January 20, 2012 by mohawko

This week I donned a Safety Pin Review story for the first time in over two months.

In Memoriam

The meetinghouse next to our school serves as a daycare on weekdays. There’s a playground there that Graham and I thought would be the ideal setting for a series of contemplative photos. The snow was perfect. There has been more since then. The ice comes tonight.

There Was Kids Here

Meanwhile, the story has been shuttling along with me from lecture to lecture. I’m enrolled in a biology course this semester with about ninety other students. My seat is towards the middle. People have read it; I know eyes and attention wander during those lectures.

We Are All Buried Here

“Your back-poem is really depressing.”

“Thank you. They tend to be.”

“You should include one with the word ‘smile’ or something.”

“Well. We’ll see. Maybe ‘grimace.’”

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