Issue One Available to Download

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 08/19/2009

Well, the first issue of 3.1.1. zine seems to have gone over well.  After five days of distribution for the first issue, we are damn near out of copies.  We were going to do something clever like post a list of all of the businesses carrying the zine.  Then we realized that sending our readers out all over town just to find out that the copies are out of stock is a sure way to get throttled.   Also, poverty dictates that, at least for now, we can’t print many more, so one of us decided to have something like a thought:  Why not put the PDF up online to download and print?

So we did.

The first issue is now available in booklet form in the Print an Issue section.  No more hunting.  Tell all your friends.



Issue One

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 08/08/2009

Welcome to the first online issue of 3.1.1.  Take a minute to check out some of the great artists and writers who have submitted to the zine.  This online publication corresponds with a print zine being distributed around the Bay Area.

If you are interested in being published, take a look a the submissions section and get in touch.  If you would like to advertise your business, again, the submissions section will tell you what you need to know.

Enjoy the first issue.


Print Media V.S. The Zombies

Posted in Lettors from the Editors by 311zine on 08/08/2009

In 1997, when Time Magazine picked Johannes Guttenberg’s printing press as the most important invention of the second millenium AD, it wasn’t just a nod towards the magazine’s progenitor, but rather homage paid to a machine that made free thought truly free.  That being said, coming in a close second to the printing press is the internet.  If the printing press made the diffusion of information and ideas quick and inexpensive, the internet made such content omnipresent.  Up until the advent of the internet, seeking out specific information had been a process, while now one would have to make a conscious effort to remove oneself from the constant barrage of immediately available electronic media content.  Wherever we go we find ourselves pursued by games to play, videos to watch, friends to add, and apps to use.  In fact, it would not be so ostentatious to claim that the current mediums of electronic communication are very much like zombies.

Yes, zombies.  Wireless and other electronic sources of information are in a constant state of growth as consumers increasingly seek faster, easier, and cheaper ways to read news, communicate ideas, and entertain one another.  In many ways, these new mediums of communication are quite useful.  Craigslist and Ebay have both effectively created a central location for any need that would have previously been fragmented through a hodgepodge of local or national newspapers and magazines.  Websites for businesses, schools, and public services can answer a variety of questions efficiently and at a moment’s notice.  That is to say that electronic media can be a convenient suppliment, but it should not by any means stand alone.  Now, every major newspaper and magazine now has an online portal, and many of these publications are expanding their online content as more and more readers shy away from purchasing hardcopy and advertisers pull out from hardcopy sponsorships. Entire books are now downloaded onto Amazon’s “Kindle” e-book.  Everyday new websites appear offering services that previously necessitated the use of printed media.  Furthermore, the proliferation of the smart phone has given birth to the app, making it possible to access news, music, and other media anytime and from anywhere you can make a phone call from.  The spread of new communication technologies is in epidemic proportions.

Much the same are zombies.  Constantly expanding their population by biting humans, where people are balanced, rational, and coherent, zombies care nothing for the content of life, only about their growth in numbers.  Where a publication may have once provided a wealth of information in hard print, the bite of declining profits dictates a new way of life.  The nature of this new life is also part of the issue at hand.  The speed and abundace of electronic media render critical thought and rumination hard to come by.  There is always something new to consume which leaves little time for the gentle contemplation needed to really understand all aspects of a given matter.  In addition, the influx of demand for immediately consumable content has led to a major loss of intellectual sophistication of said content.  Hard-hitting journalism is much a thing of the past and is being replaced by a style rife with opinion and personal accounts.  Popular music and video entertainment continue to lose artistic complexity due to an apathetic consumer base and the increase in user generated content.  In essence, the forms of electronic media are becoming increasingly mindless.

Now, one can’t discuss the proverbial changing of the guard without the idea of the “soul” coming into the mix.  For example, classic blues or rock or jazz have soul.  Classic and single speed bikes have more soul than the multi-speed perfomance bikes of today.  Classic cars have more soul than the cheaply assembled models currently on the road.  These are very familiar statements, and are such only because there is a grain of truth in the argument, somewhere.  The idea of these things being more soulful by nature stems from them feeling more solid or organic or having more thought put into the creation process in some way, which in essence are all qualities related to an object’s sense of permanence.  That is precisely what gives an object its soul: permanence.  A thoughtful and laborious creation process using simple and solid materials (or ideas) ensures a long lasting and useful final product that will, over its lifetime, connect with many owners and mean something different to each one.  A book can be dog-eared, written in, traded, sold, or rest on a bookshelf for years.  A newspaper can block the rain or sun, be folded, have a crossword filled out, and eventually clean up your dog’s shit.  The soulless quality of the quickly produced good comes from the lack of its ability to connect with a person.  Its ephemeral nature prevents these bonds from forming because it wasn’t meant to be bonded with.  It is meant to be consumed and then discarded.  Though a piece of news or music or art in itself can have meaning, when presented through such media it cannot have the same resonance with a person as it would being presented through a more substantial means.

That leaves hordes of laptops, phones, and music players switched on day and night, blank screens waiting with supernatural patience for a face to appear in front of them.  There they are on the bus, sitting in a pocket or a purse, these soulless devices waiting to be pulled out and used as soon as the bus stops.  They are sitting on the counter in the middle of the night, so that when you walk down the street and pass by each window, you can see the faint static glow of a screen waiting, just waiting.  Before you know it your toilet paper will go digital.  Print media, however, can’t and won’t submit to the demands of the masses of mindless and soulless media zombies.  There must be a place, a haven if you will, for local and thoughtful media content to have it’s say in print.  A place for the soft fluttering sound of the pages turning.  A place for the thick black ink to sink in like blood and take root and make its home.  That’s what we’re here for.  We vow to hold out, to fortify ourselves against the mob of brain eating, uncoordinated parasites to give you quality content and still make it to bed sometime before dawn.

Chris Teare

Write Chris at christeare311@gmail.com

3.1.1. DIY 8/8/2009

Posted in DIY by 311zine on 08/08/2009

by Allison Sparrow

Earring HoldersThis is the first installment of my DIY column for the 3.1.1. zine.  I started projects making useful, creative things out of found or cheaply purchased objects because I thought it would make more personal gifts for friends and family.  I’ve also had a long time infatuation with finding something, a chair or table or strip of fabric, on the street or in a thrift store and transforming it into something completely different, new, and uniquely my own.

Up until recently my earrings were scattered around my apartment, and I was rarely ever able to put together a set.  Luckily, the Madonna, one earring look kind of goes with my aesthetic.  However, I do like to be able to put together a set of earrings every once in a while.  So, I decided to make an earring holder.  This is a super simple project with very little cost involved.  The materials needed are as follows:

-embroidery hoop
-paint (acrylic or spray paint)
-paint brush if using acrylics (most paint brushes will do, but you probably want to have a fairly small tip)
-clear coat or mod podge (this is optional)
-wire mesh or cute fabric
-sand paper (350-400 grit)

First, sand the two separate rings of the embroidery hoop with the fine grit sandpaper.  This helps get the burs off of the raw wood and readies the surface for painting.

Next, paint the embroidery hoop.  Be sure to take apart the two pieces and paint them separately. I had to do two coats to get a solid color on both sides.  After the paint dries, put a couple coats of crystal clear over the paint.  This is not necessary, but I like the look of the gloss coat over the paint.

After that, cut your fabric or mesh wire slightly larger than the embroidery hoop on every side.  Stretch the material or mesh taught between the two pieces and connect the hoops.  Screw the top in place.  Hang your new earring holder on the wall and admire your work.

These little guys are inexpensive and easy to make in sets.  If you are going to make one, you might as well make a few and give them away as gifts.  I hope you enjoy the project.

Shitty Kitty 8.8.2009

Posted in Shitty Kitty by 311zine on 08/08/2009

Coupon for Aspect Gallery and Custom Framing

Posted in Services by 311zine on 08/08/2009

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Print this and use it.

Robert Schultze

Posted in Photography by 311zine on 08/08/2009

Rob_FilmScan2Born and raised in Green Bay, WI, Robert became interested in art at an early age.  By the age of 11, he had picked up his first 35mm camera and began shooting images of his friends, family, pets, action figures and more.  He studied painting with Steven Schultz for 3 years and gained a thorough understanding of color and composition before he switched his focus to photography.  By age 17, he was shooting professionally full time, freelancing all around Northeast Wisconsin doing everything from ad-work to journalism.  Still having a strong interest in art, he pursued galleries and had many solo exhibitions displaying his work.  He now lives in San Francisco, CA.


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Untitled(2)-Robert Schultze

Calamity Cole

Posted in Visual Art by 311zine on 08/08/2009

unidonkeyCalamity Cole is a fine artist and political cartoonist out of Oakland, California.  She was born in Los Angeles and has studied at The Art Institute of San Francisco and The School of the Art Institute of Chicago and currently pursues a career in the arts. She’s produced and collaborated on collections ranging from photography to oil paintings. Figurative or portrait in nature, her work describes society, culture, and religion with an ironic sense of humor.  Calamity Cole’s work is an ode to the old masters while being innovative in the same stroke.  She paints about the tragedy and comedy of being human.


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Andrew EK

Posted in Visual Art by 311zine on 08/08/2009

A DayAndrew Ek is a painter who recently relocated to the Bay Area from Chicago, with his wife and two cats. He is primarily a self taught artist and began drawing early on. In the beginning, dinosaurs and anthropomorphic animals were his favorite subjects, but as he got older, he witnessed members of his immediate family deteriorate from schizophrenic psychosis. As a result, a peculiar darkness crept into Andrew’s work.

Today,  utilizing his physical surroundings as fodder for imagery while incorporating strong emotional undercurrents within his enigmatic sirens, his work has culminated into a nexus of bedazzling magic realism paintings that seem to evoke an unsettling pathos, as if you are being pulled into a horror movie universe where darkness looms just around the corner. As Andrew Ek has said, regarding this aspect, “I am attempting to record reality as if it were a dream, translating it into a finely wrought, phantasmagorical sequence. My aim is to envelop the viewer into an unfolding narrative in a vivid, cinematic context, similar to a movie still.”

Visit his website to view more of his work: www.andrewek.com

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“The Fog” by Chris Teare

Posted in Short Fiction by 311zine on 08/08/2009

About four in the afternoon or so is when the fog started rolling over the hills of the peninsula, at first just sending out whispy fingers that crept down the east side of the slopes.  It was as ifit were hesitant to commit, feeling its way along slowly and nervously before gaining momentum and finally sprawling over the lower lands like rumpled flannel sheets.  Up along the few mile stretch of beach there were no hills to stand in its way and it began to crawl freely between the perfect square blocks of drab one and two story houses.  The fog came more often than not, yet was not always expected.  One might look up at the dwindling sunlight to see the thick cords of vapor tightening across the city’s skyline and feel surprise, if only for a second, before turning away and thinking “I guess it’s gonna be foggy today.”

That day the fog came in especially heavy so that instead of  resting at a distance above the city, it was within, oozing down from the rooftops and through the alleyways.  It was so thick it seemed to be holding all of the buildings up and in place.  It was so thick each person was like an island unto himself, occasionally brushing past one another, but able to walk freely in anonymity.

A young couple, fingers loosely clinging together, walked down past the Haight Street housing project.  They were both dressed simply yet stylishly in thick wool coats, black leather shoes, and scarves that burst from the collar.  They talked loudly and comfortably but there was a snap to their step that brought their heels down sharply against the sidewalk.  As they were crossing Webster they heard sirens suddenly, as if popping through the fog once close enough to hear.  As quickly as it had come it vanished, the ambulance becoming nothing more than faint red strobes in the milky cloud.

They kept going down Haight and didn’t see the figure standing there, halfway down the block, teetering a bit from foot to foot.  He had on a black knit beenie rolled up part of the way and dark ratty braids dangled down from under it.  His skin was as black as the beanie and where it was once smooth and tight along his strong cheekbones it now hung worn and wrinkled.  He wore an overcoat a few sizes too big, open all the way down, and a red Christmas sweater with a photo of an Asian child dressed in a Santa Claus outfit printed across the front.  He stood there in the fog, an island reaking of crack, and the couple didn’t notice until they almost ran into him.

“…I just don’t understand, this is the time when the third world is hit the hardest,” the young man was explaining, “with all the developed countries’ governments pulling back on aid and energy prices going up how can we expect them to build lasting stability…”

“HEY!  Wanna know three times a hundred and twenty seven?” the tattered man interrupted.


“Three eighty one!  How about a dollar?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t have any,” the young woman said as they both slapped their pockets and shuffled slowly past him.

“How about twenty three squared?  Five twenty nine!  I’m like a calculator.  How about a dollar a figure?”

“Uhh.”  They looked at each other quickly and then down at the sidewalk as they continued up the street.

“Okay, fine, two for one!  How ’bout it?”

But they were already past him, his words struggling after them through the fog until they were too far and they were alone again.  After a few blocks they stopped to look at the menu outside a small Indian restaurant.  Content to keep searching, they walked on down the block until they were lost in the milky haze.

Theresa Fong

Posted in Visual Art by 311zine on 08/08/2009

boy shortsTheresa Fong was born in San Francisco, CA. In 2002, she graduated with Honors from San Jose State University with a BFA in graphic design and a minor in illustration. Here are some words from Theresa about her work:

“Recently, I started drawing because of my desire to revert back to traditional art rather than generating it on the computer…

In my drawings, I create a small window for the viewer to peer into. A hint of the subject is all that is needed to connect the rest of the story. My belief in the concept of less is more is the inspiration behind my work…

The main medium that I use in my work is charcoal. I like the darkness and richness of the medium, as well as, the bold contrast that it creates. Occasionally, I incorporate ink and spray paint with the charcoal; however, I appreciate the simplicity of just black and white.”

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More of Theresa’s work, including graphic shirts and wood panels for sale, can be found at www.theresafong.com.

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Kellyn Planteen

Posted in Visual Art by 311zine on 08/08/2009

BigfootKellyn Elspeth Planteen was born in San Francisco, California.  She grew up in several different Bay Area locations, most notably, the San Francisco Presidio, where she was first exposed to the cypress forests, which make a reoccurring presence in her work.  Kellyn moved to Chicago in 2005 to study at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago.

Her current work focuses on capturing split second memories and emotions.  Mainly working in two mediums, her drawings allow her to capture emotion as it is happening, while sewing enables her to spend more time creating narratives that merge memory and fantasy.

Kellyn’s work can be perused at www.kellynplanteen.com.

Northgate Mall, Terra Linda, CADear Kellyn

I Love A Lot Of Things

Celine Maublanc

Posted in Visual Art by 311zine on 08/08/2009

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Yes! Please touch my paintings! Ideally I would like everyone who observes my work to absorb it both visually and physically. Using your sense of touch to examine my paintings will allow you to better share my perspective, technique and artistic vision.
In my present series I am using mostly French symbols or writings. My French nationality comes out in my work. But now that I have started a new life here in California, I am becoming fascinated with American culture and themes. Once I have discovered my American perspective I plan to begin a series devoted to that as well.

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Print Coming Up

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 07/24/2009

Hello People.

We are almost done throwing together the first print issue of 3.1.1.  We appreciate all the people that submitted- the turnout was outstanding, especially for a first run.  Unfortunately, we can’t print a 100 page zine, mostly because we need to eat and have money left over for laundry.  We had to make some difficult decisions, but the issue we have put together, we feel, represents a solid range of subject matter and media from the pool of submissions.

The printed zine should start showing up in local businesses in early August.  We will post a list of locations carrying the magazine on the blog once distribution is finished.

By the way, today is Amelia Earhart Day.  No shit.  Have a good night.


MJ Passing a Lesson in Life Appreciation

Posted in Columns, This Generation by 311zine on 07/05/2009

By Deon Price

The entertainment industry mourns the death of a global mega super star and legend. The sudden and shocking passing of singer Michael Jackson exposes the hypocrisy of main stream media. We have seen a borage of dedication tributes on every media outlet from radio, T.V., in print  and on line for the King of Pop, yet these same venues have done just about everything possible to destroy his image, demean his character and derail his career. Now that he’s gone there is a phony love fest displayed by the media that many people including his family clearly recognized.  Michael Jackson endured years of image assassination attempts by mainly American media that forced him into exile. His recent career comeback tour that was planned this summer was a testament to his resilience.

As a society, we tend to rarely show sincere appreciation for people until they are gone. I can honestly say that I also allowed public perception to influence my appreciation for true talent. I was what you might call a closet MJ fan.  I know I’m not the only one who would be reluctant to blast MJ music in public. However, I do have a few of his jewels stored on my MP3 player like  “Human Nature,” or my most recent favorite, “Butterflies”.  I also made a point over the years to share his genius and talent with my children by proclaiming Mike as the “King of the Stage,” taking the thrown over their favorites Chris Brown, Justin Timberlake or Usher. His videos alone convinced them that he has the trophy for all-time best performer.

If there’s a lesson in this it is to appreciate people while they are here.  How many times have we seen t-shirts worn by people of their loved one who have passed away? I often ask, “would you have made a t-shirt” if that person was still alive. Most of the time the answer is, “probably not.”  Don’t wait until I’m gone to show me love.  Make a t-shirt of me now, while I’m here. We just celebrated a family event honoring my mother who is 75 years old.  Prior to the event we had t-shirts made with her image on the front. The event drew a larger than expected amount of family members from all over California. The sentiments of many of the folks attended was, “We should to this more often.” Most of the time families only get together like this when there’s a funeral. Whether it’s quality time with your immediate family, calling your grandparents once a week or attending the annual family reunion, these gestures are sincere and everlasting.

Never pass on an opportunity to show love and appreciation for someone because you never know what tomorrow will bring.  That holds true for family, friends or, in this case, a talented artist. Years ago I had a rare opportunity to see Myles Davis live at the Circle Star theater in Redwood City. I decided to pass thinking I’ll catch him next time. Unfortunately, he died a few months later. More recently, I had a chance to experience the God Father of Soul, James Brown in Cache Creek. I decided instead to go to the Berkeley Jazz  festival. Little did I know, James would pass away on December 25th that year. How many people who were constant critics of Michael Jackson are showing appreciation for him now that he’s gone?

Deon Price is youth advocate and freelance writer who lives in Suisun City, Ca. He can be reached at Deon.Price@comcast.net or http://www.priceedutainment.webs.com

Deadline Approaches with a Quickness

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 06/28/2009

We’ve received a lot of great submissions, and we are accepting submissions for three more days.  If you have work you would like to see in print and online, or would like to advertise your work or local small business, check out the Submissions page and get in touch.

To all of you who have submitted, thanks.  We will take some time to review all submissions and then get to work on the first issue.  We will contact the people behind accepted submissions once we are finished with the selection process.

Now go out and do something awesome.


Put a link to your website up on 3.1.1.

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 05/12/2009

Guess what?  We are starting to post links to local online portfolios, written work, and websites for small businesses and non-profits.   Innovative and cutting-edge, we know.  If you want a link on 3.1.1. that will take readers right to your work, send us an email with the website and a short blurb about you and what you do (probably not more than 30 words).  Be sure to put “Link Submission” in the subject of the email.

To all you visitors- check out the links.  These people are your neighbors.

Nothing on The Walls?

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 05/11/2009

Alright people. We’ve been getting a lot of traffic and yet there is not one post for an upcoming event, show, or exhibit on The Walls. We all got together and discussed this at length last night. After much weeping, we came to the conclusion that this is unacceptable. Some of you have to want an opportunity to shamelessly promote your work.

Get moving!

3.1.1. coming soon

Posted in 3.1.1. Updates by 311zine on 05/02/2009

The first issue of 3.1.1. zine will be published soon.  It will be a simultaneous print and online publication, and will feature a nice sampling whatever the hell people end up sending us.  Take some time to read the Submissions page, and then send off an article, review, comic, or pretty much anything you think might fit in to a zine about local Bay Area goings on, to the poor bastard below.

Matthew K