In 2022 I had the opportunity to share a table at the San Francisco Zine Fest. Thus motivated, I adapted my watercolor backpacking journals from 2018, 2019, and 2022 into a little 32-page book. For something I threw together in a month, I’m very fond of how Sitting Down Between Walking turned out.

Selected pages below. Content note: I cuss in at least one of them.

Postscript: after carefully creating the zine in 2022, I went back another three times. I now perhaps have too much material to construct a coherent narrative. I also keep on bringing pens with internal reservoirs of ink that explode at high altitude.

2023

2024

2025