30x15cm (approx) 24p $5 TEMPORARILY SOLD OUT
“I may not live above the ground, but deep inside a mountain…” An art zine of collages, drawings and text snippets that reference ‘underground’ worlds and the ways we figure things out: caves, libraries, books, self-publishing, imagination, intuition, magic and luck. The inside pages are photocopied (some in colour). The front cover is a two layer Gocco print on acid free paper. The title and text on the cover (and inside back page) were hand type-set and printed in magenta ink on the Sleepless Nights Press (an Adana 8×5 letterpress project run by Tim).
Underground Fairylands – Print
15x15cm (approx) $2
The cover of Underground Fairylands as a print. The image is a two layer Gocco print. The text was hand type-set and printed in magenta ink on the Sleepless Nights Press (an Adana 8×5 letterpress project run by Tim).
$3 15x15cm 28p plus foldout 36g
This is a photocopied, cut and paste zine made up of collage, photographs and archival images about memory, class consciousness, myth and history.
Walk So Differently
$2.50 A5 32p 43g TEMPORARILY SOLD OUT
A choose your own adventure zine by Emma, Anwyn and Lou about their memories of growing up and/or moving to Sydney. They write about, among other things, gentrification, Black Rose Anarchist Bookshop/Library, political graffiti, protests, racism and Sting.
Walnuts, Almonds, Nuts
A5 18p $3
“We – Slavko and I – step out of the bar and onto the cobbled street. We are leaving behind us Gligor and his sudden temper and the chair he has just thrown against a wall and broken to pieces…” A surreal and moving story by Tamara, about spending a night in the company of a friend who, among other strange habits, has walnut and almond nut shells spread all over the floors of his apartment.
Well, That Was Weird
A5 16p $3
“My cousin-in-law, all he ever wanted to be was a bus-driver. But his dad, a migrant and a factory worker, had higher hopes. He wanted his son to go to university and become some kind of professional…” A collection of very short stories by Tamara Lazaroff, starting with the funny story of how her cousin-in-law fulfilled his dream of becoming a bus-driver.
World Without End
$2 A6 16p concertina fold 12g
A long concertina-folded zine of collages, photocopier art and text snippets about composition and making things. The scan of this zine doesn’t do proper justice to the beautiful flouro- orange Gocco printed cover!
Free when purchasing other zines!
Every week since November 2001(!) You has hit the streets – the streets of Melbourne where it was born and streets all over the world. Always free and ostensibly anonymous, You is a photocopied letter addressed to you, tucked up and stapled, usually, into a paper bag. You won’t be charged for this, but hit ‘buy’ to add it to your loot.
YOU: Some letters from the first five years
$25 13.4x19cm 80p 307g
Published by the exceptionally nice folk at Breakdown Press, this book contains, as elucidated in the title, some letters from the first five years of You zine. As Anna Poletti puts it in the blurb on the back, ‘You is local history; a story of local experiences. And it is real.’ Read just how much rockin’ out one person (and some guest writers) can do in five years.
Your Pretty Face is Going Straight to Hell #13
$2.50 A6 40p 35g
In this issue Tukru writes about the death of her partner Carl’s father. The first half of the zine is about how she and Carl’s family deal with the loss of his dad, and in the second half Tukru focuses on her relationship with her own family in Finland.
Your Pretty Face is Going Straight to Hell #15
$2.50 A6 36p 33g
In this issue: Tukru writes about her experiences with birth control, dropping out of her roller derby team, her partner Carl getting a job, Slutwalk London and turning 29.
Your Pretty Face is Going Straight to Hell #16
$2.50 A6 40p 33g
Issue 16 is about the goals Tukru wants to reach before turning 30 (playing in a band, organising zine stuff where she lives, getting a tattoo), how the number 7 seems to relate conspiratorially to her life, lists, more, more, more…