It’s hard to believe that I didn’t know about Magpie Magazine, an honest-to-goodness printed publication that you can actualy hold in your hands, until very recently. The magazine is the work of Michaela, who has been lovingly orchestrating their publication for some time now. Four issues in, Magpie keeps getting better and better — interviews, poetry, stories, reviews, paintings, and mandalas come together with wonderful care and artistry. I’d like to think of Magpie as Naturalismo’s sister across the sea: a long-lost never-met counterpart nestled in the foggy hills of Cornwall, England. Like Arthur before it, Magpie is special in its tangibility. It is unique, especially in today’s hands-off fast food wham bam thank you ma’am mentality. The attention to detail is palpable; I’d highly recommend picking up a copy.