This special edition of #24MAG was made via an open-invitation remix jam on July 19-20, 2013.
The #24MAG Special Edition Remix Issue is now complete, online and DYING for you to read it. Don't make the Remix Issue sad!
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This special edition of #24MAG was made via an open-invitation remix jam on July 19-20, 2013.
The #24MAG Special Edition Remix Issue is now complete, online and DYING for you to read it. Don't make the Remix Issue sad!
Documentation! Amanda Watkins released this timelapse of the creation of her Remix Issue submission. You should really be following her on Tumblr.
Lies I Tell by Jenny Williamson
Inspired by “The Physical Phases of Stress” by Kevin Clark in Issue #5
At night, my heart is a box of bees
and I can’t sleep.
I press my hand against the buzzing cavity
and wait for the sun to break over the city,
bleeding its light into the streets.
In the morning, I am a column of jittering atoms
on the subway.
Staying together takes all of my gravity.
Still, who among us hasn’t covered their ruin
with a paper face?
I smile at the bagel man,
make small talk with my neighbors.
This isn’t magic, or physics. Not really.
My smile is a third-rate magician.
It means nothing
and conceals everything.
5 minutes before deadline, David Dyte suprises us with another submission! David used the numbers from Sara and Abby's color data images in Issue 5 and plugged them into his spirograph generator from the Issue 5 pre-launch. The results are gorgeous!
Impossible Sesame Noodles by Oliver Thiessen
Oliver Thiessen makes one of Kevin Clark's recipes from Issue 4 even harder to follow.
I quite enjoy the sesame noodles that Kevin Clark described making in issue 4 of 24 Magazine, but found that making this dish could be a bit simpler if it was to serve as a recipe for others to follow. Then I actually ate the noodles, and I realized that they are really easy to make. Come on, where's the joy in cooking if it isn't challenging in any way. So, I've decided to provide you with the recipe, but instead of making it really simple I've decided to add some difficulty by using odd, unusual units of measurement.
Step 1: Cook a centi-Firkin of pasta as you usually would. This is the easy part of the recipe.
Step 2: Mix together the following: 80 barn-megaparsecs of peanut butter 21 ngogn of regular, plain old water 2 ponys of rice vinegar (or lime juice) 1/40 board-foot of soy sauce 192 smidgens of sesame oil
You should be done mixing these together by the time the Eurasian Plate has shifted 75nm east, relative to the North American plate.
Step 3: Add the pasta to the sauce and toss to ensure that the pasta is evenly coated with the sauce. You should be done by the time the moon has moved 50nm away from the Earth.
Step 4: This dish is best cold, so I recommend putting out in the fridge until it has reached a megaFonzie of coolness.
But really, you should just look at the next page for a recipe that you can actually follow.
Ian Danskin makes papercraft out of Issue 5. We can all agree the only problem with Issue 5 was that it wasn't icosahedral enough. Photos by Aida Manduley.
Issue 1 Condensed by David Dyte
All these words appeared in Issue 1 in this order, but with a lot more words between them.
The best way is Hemingway. To explain, process is just as interesting as the sleep-deprived reality. I trust myself to kill him. It is a little terrifying. Is the risk real?
I rationed out the trickery. In the same vault is a crafter, a maker. I became obsessed with the most brutal advice. Hit people with swords, a red umbrella, anything. Late at night, I had people to talk to. Then I went off friends.
We have a deadline. It's only when things go wrong, on a bare mountain in Germany, you quickly want to learn my Caribbean accent. People will trust you more. May your prick be hanged.
I have a message from strangers, and I might have time to escape. You can trust only one store in New York. Have we slipped, Colleen? To explain everything, spontaneously draw a bicycle. I recommend taking the time.
And then I lived my life using a chair. I find myself chewing them a lot. That's not a joke, but I'm not sure I'd trust it. Now I eat a lot more carrots, and I actually would come back, if this is a side effect. I was having issues, because it's just completely and utterly a very minor problem.
Now, however, things are different. When I have screwed things up, I don't perform. I think it all boils down to that movie star who was getting a lot of attention. Then my mother called an ambulance. My boss asked me onstage. What's different? A giant part of the process.
It's hard to choose success. People really have to encounter someone you've never done. This wild figure, seven by 2005, renamed itself my sister. Bill is William - one of many others you meet. Intellectually, it took my values outside. It was inappropriate to fling my elbow. I'm OK!
Most important in the environment of Lady Gaga, I could spend 24 hours breaking people I can trust. Except this time, they do it right. The end is a tense space in Brooklyn. How do I know that's true. I like throwing the pieces. We don't have to worry - and this is huge - every time a buzzer goes off.
Because it's just a baseline, doing whatever, one person bartering with me was a unique experience. First of all, take their baby. That's hard. I think that was 10 years ago, when I was little. My friends arrived. I barely had time at the ends of my legs. Thank you.
Woke up this morning to this here beautiful recreation of an Issue 5 photograph in thread by Julie Gotsch.