what is winter for
The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions by Larry Mitchell, illustrated by Ned Asta, is 5 x 8 x a teensy 0.25 inches & 128 pages.
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The Faggots and Their Friends Between Revolutions, a 1977 fable-cum-political-manifesto, is an absolutely consummate Purse Book. It’s brevity springs from four main sources: urgency, flippancy, confidence, and a desire to be the most provocative girl in the room. It has fantastic and funny erotica illustrations. And the pages without illustrations sorta beg for your own doodles! It’s imaginative and oddball, so very good for inducing daydreamy mind-wanders. But I must move on from the endorsement section now, because I really just want to talk about a singular note from this book.
I thought of The Faggots and Their Friends Between Revolutions recently, because I think of it every winter since I read it, because it contains the most instructive statement about what to do during winter that I’ve ever read:
“Winter is Fixing and Elaborating the Inner Spaces of the House and Self.” ! “Fixing and Elaborating” ! “House and Self” ! “The Inner Spaces” !
I have no notes. That’s what winter is! That’s what winter is for!
Now, we can ogle these fun illustrations. This for example is a party that could happen in winter:
Below seems liked a good New Year’s outfit, because the dress has a celebratory slit and long sleeves:
Let me know how you are “fixing and elaborating,” if you wish !
P.S. If you’re dying for more The Faggots & Their Friends Between Revolutions, I do often think of another infallible observation it makes: “The men love papers.” Read below, for more explanation, but I sense you don’t need it, because it’s always just true. The men love papers.
