The visionary world of Nicholas Beckett
Toot, toot, toooooot.
Does this bat eat frutti di mare.
Don’t be cross. Enjoy the break.
I have for many years been think that my time will come, but I’m getting a bit too old for that and realised that if it’s not now, then when.
So get ready to do some kissing.
So I’m in the Philly Zine Fest, a city where they seem to be having a little bit of drama today. So why not visit it’s online Zine Festival. I’m participating by them putting a link to this site. And from here you can click on the link below to buy a bunch of my crap zines. And here we are trying to make things better. Oh well.
https://www.etsy.com/au/shop/sonofsamorr
Find all the zinestars below
At lASSt. The Seventh Book of the ASS. It’s taken a while. Limited print run until October 31 2020. After which I will be printing a full volume of all my Asses.
16 pages and 12 pictures of great Asses, measuring 10cm X 15cm. Printed on acid free recycled paper in full colour, to last you a lifetime of wisdom and stupidity.
All pictures come with a cryptic and enlightening description. The supposed answers are printed discretely on the last page for those who need answers. Hand stitched up by me and bound with a flex-o-matic (card)cover.
A must for anyone of taste and cunning.
Buy it HERE.
I’m binding up a conference paper from the NSW bookbinders guild and made my own cover and endpapers as there isn’t one already.
But I like my new friends so will probably turn it into a new zine at some stage.
