Tag: zine

  • Barkley vs Barkman

    This weekend saw the inaugural Barkman Marathons, a Barkley-inspired running event in Steinbach, Manitoba. How do these two events compare? In this zine we find out.

  • Skunks are cute as buttons

    An oft-forgotten truth, particularly when your eyes are burning…

  • Wolves Don’t Want to Eat You

    Last week we went on a Wolf Howl Hike in the Whiteshell and learned a bunch of things about wolves, including how they can’t huff or puff, nor can they blow your house down. I also wrote about our experience on the same hike last year (and made a zine about it, we didn’t actually…

  • Running the Seasons

    A salute to all of Manitoba’s brave and crazy runners, who brave every season with a smile on their face. You know who you are (and your neighbours do too 😜).

  • Conjunction

    Here’s a little night sky poem.

  • 10 Rules

    Corita Kent’s 10 Rules, as seen in this feature by The Great Discontent caught my attention and curiosity lately. Rules with a certain cheekiness and lightheartedness, collected by a devoted nun? Love it. As outlined in TGD’s article, Corita Kent’s 10 Rules has several versions, but the most recognizable it the poster laid out by…

  • The Old Volvo

    Keen observers will notice it’s the “Year of the Zine” over here at the Manke Workshop. I’m having fun exploring the new space of combining words and pictures in a bite-size format. (Also pencil crayons are fun.) I hope you’re enjoying them too. I don’t know where this exploration is headed, but I think we’ll…

  • Meet Me at the Hill

    Here’s a little childhood story. Hope you enjoy.

  • Wednesday Night Ski Race

    Last week some friends and I tried something new, a nordic ski race! For me, these were two things, racing and skiing which had never before been combined. Racing is usually reserved for running, while skiing has been a recreational endeavor (aside from chasing a few Strava segments). But on a fateful evening we headed…

  • To Be An Artist

    In Pastures of Heaven, Steinbeck describes one particular farm as “a poem by the inarticulate man.” My grandpa’s tractors, his attention to detail, his tireless work, these might have been his poems. This zine is a tribute to him and his life. “To be an artist, you don’t have to compose music or paint or…