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Revolve¡ — Product

Proof (mostly to myself) that this magazine exists on more than my screen and has a real life existence. After months of work and gathering, this act of political admiration and expression of expression has been printed, bound, read and graded.

For those of you interested in the full product you can download a PDF version of the magazine here.

Pictured here: 

Front cover! As this thing reads in both directions, I decided to play with reading habits and have the magazine start on the right and flow to the right, but keep the spreads in a left-to- right alignement, as you shall see later.

The rear, dare I say back cover. Back, only if it is not the front, which it could also be.

Every section of the magazine has its own intro page with a quote and the contribution authors. I felt it was a nice way to introduce the section without illustrating too much.

The Timeline, based on the facebook and twitter Feeds of Khalis Said.

It is important to announce your content clearly and concisely at the beginning of any undertaking. This also applies to magazines.

It is just as important to plan said content carefully and concisely in order have a fait glimmer of a spark of a hope of an idea what the hell you're doing. This, of course, also applies to magazines.

Fun with arabic and latin.
 Macrovision version.

An article. The authors are presented in 140 characters or less

Thus endeth this lesson. Onwards!

At this point, I should mention who the content comes from and thank them all, right?

Thanks go to:
Heba Ahmed
Sylke Berlin
Andrée Bichara
Sarah Carr – Inanities (Be sure to check her flickr stream)

Alshaheed Khaled Said — Twitter, Facebook

This project is entirely noncommercial and was realised in the framework of a university course. 

Complain to me if you feel you need to. 


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