quirky plays on words, killer hand-lettering,
and a raw, cave-painting depiction of mankind
This past Sunday was a bittersweet coming together as our neighborhood celebrated ten years of Zebulon with one final night of music and friends. As I looked around the room at the early crowd – kids scampering about on the stage up front and their parents hanging back by the bar – I got to thinking: what would all of us have done without this place? Over the past decade it has served as a community hub for many of us: we watched World Cups and elections here: screaming and celebrating, we met our soul mates here (I met mine) and celebrated weddings (including my own), bid farewell to friends, welcomed new ones, chimed in new lives (including little Henri’s)…
Of all the great things Zebulon gave us, one of my favorites were Guillaume’s daily posters, done in chalk on the vertical board by the outer door, visualizing the music that was to come that night. These daily sketches used quirky plays on words, killer hand-lettering, and a raw, cave-painting depiction of mankind. Fortunately, the images were carefully photographed and collected for us to admire on their Facebook page. I’ve compiled some of my favorites from the past years here. All the best to Guillaume & Jef’s next adventures: thank you for welcoming so many of us into your world.