Here are three illustrations from
my first zine (titled 'Safdar's weird shit') that I will sell at the This Is
Not Art zine fair in Newcastle this Sunday. The zine places a series of
unconnected reminiscences, whimsies and stray thoughts alongside a few of my
stranger drawings. It's a vanity zine to be sure, but isn't that half the joy
of zines? I think it's the rare freedom to dive headlong into something that is
uninhibited, subjective and perhaps utterly ridiculous. So long as it's true to
a particular vision or path, something wonderful or awful could come of it and
therein lies the excitement!
