no no no yes

Why its Sticky Zine Fair time-o-year again, and (once again), its the eleventh hour and I've decided that I would like a new zine to sell come Sunday week. After the initial panic wore off in the form of manically-scribbled-bad-ideas I decided it was high time to revisit my four-square comic project begun way back in October and see if it could be brought together in one charming whole. All afternoon appointments were cancelled and though its not yet done I've hope yet that next week I will have a brand spankin' new zine for my stall at the Town Hall. Stay tuned. Or just come to the zine fair and find out for yourself, its set to be the biggest and best yet!

bon temps!

N and I just returned on the o'ernight train from Newcastle: sleepy, stiff and satisfied. From the moment we stepped into the home of Newie's finest activists we were made to feel welcome, and it was a shame we didn't get to spend more time hanging out at their inner-suburban californian bungalow compound-cum-activist lair. But there was a festival to enjoy, and a city full of grand broken-down buildings to explore and grumpy service-people to annoy!
Despite warnings from some locals we actually managed to enjoy our time at TINA - though some of the events we went to were pretty average, there were many that were simply stellar, and made the long journey worth it. The zine fair too exceeded expectations (mine were pretty low to start with, after being billed $20 for a stall). To help justify the cost I decided I would lower myself as a zine-maker and do some 'crafts' to sell... I made these super-twee mushroom chains, and someone actually bought one!