After a summer away, I came home to find bedbugs chillin' in my bed. I lost sleep. I told no one. I befriended the one guy* who understood. Sure, he was my exterminator, but damn was he a good one. Through it all, I discovered that getting rid of bedbugs requires as much mental and emotional fortitude as arm strength (because seriously, carrying 10 garbage bags of clothes to the laundromat is hard AF), and that you should definitely hire a professional.
To capture my trauma, I teamed up with Simon "DA MAN" Suh to create a zine featuring Integrated Pest Control—the Richmond, Va., company I'd worked with. We decided we'd put the zine in places bedbugs frequent, like dive bars, dark booths, and library crevices.
And because the bed is such an intimate space, we made it a classic love story.
And because the bed is such an intimate space, we made it a classic love story.
*Big ups to Charles at IPC for letting us
run wild with this project and, you know,
taking care of the whole bedbug thing.
run wild with this project and, you know,
taking care of the whole bedbug thing.
