 Okay. I'm back. Revisiting old mix tapes from the late 1980s I had stashed in a closet. So here's some more of my old hand-made tape covers (including some of the inside and fold-out panels too). Glad I scanned them now... beginning to fall apart they are. The irony is not lost on me that, although I created these as a personal hobby with never any intention of showing them to others... now 25 years later they are so easily displayed to the entire world. Funny how life goes. Below are ten thematically grouped pieces... including:
"Celebrating the lost art of the home-grown mix tape cover"
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Crimson and Scarlet (1988)
    
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THE HORROR DID ME GOOD (1988)
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it's in the white of my eyes (1989)
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| I forgot. |
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little drops of rain, whisper of the pain (1989)
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| And no, Henry the Horse will not dance the waltz. |
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fear is the darkroom, where negatives are developed (1988)
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| Fear... for the child. In all of us. |
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is it safe, where angels wander (1988)
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Gallery: night and day / pleasure and pain (1988)
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| PLANES MILES UP TURN ON THEIR LIGHTS / THE ANTS COME OUT AS DUSK UNFOLDS |
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| THE SHOP THAT SOLD SHADOWS / A BUCKET FULL OF STARFISH |
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A Ghost in the Garden (1989)
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| An awful thing happens tonight |
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Butterfly Wings (1988)
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| YOU TAKE ART. I'LL TAKE SPAM. |
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The Teargas Prophecy (1988)
To you it was dark.
To me... it was just before dawn.
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