The visionary world of Nicholas Beckett
I’m putting the finishing touches to a long overdue project that I’ve been working on. It’s the story of Elizabeth JMW’s grandmother in World War II which is about making friends across enemy lines, essentially about how ordinary people get caught up in other peoples battles.
Elizabeth is about to release a new YA book. Find out about it and more on her web page HERE
Yet another in my new series “It pays to work with me.”
Happy Birthday Silvana.
This was for Caroline. Good luck in the new job.
Next month, on the 24th of May, I will be having a stall at the Other Worlds Zine Fair to be held in Glebe Town Hall.
I’ll update more when I have time, but for more information they have a Facebook Page if you interested HERE.
I’m hoping to have a few more zines ready for the event.
Some recent cards for colleagues.
Songs from the Spleen. Get it here
I’m making a little trip down the the nations capital for the Canberra Zine Emporium on Sunday the 23rd at Gorman House. Not sure where that is, but if you’re in the area, come and pester me.
There is also something the day before at the Museum of Democracy where they’ll be launching the Zine Lounge. I’ll have a bunch of zines you can play with and I think there will be zine making workshop.
Lastly my friend Elizabeth JMW sent me a review of “The Maze” a story of hers I illustrated. Nice things were said. You will be able to pick p a copy off me in Canberra should you wish.
It won’t be long. In fact it’s here now. Songs of Protest number 9. Songs that beat in time. Because protesting needs some good songs. Oh and there’s a couple of Beatles references in there, in case you didn’t notice.
Printed in FULL COLOUR on recycled paper for what it’s worth, on my evil HP laser printer.
Hand sewn by me or the lovely Rosina. Whoever has the time.
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The choice was taken out of my hands. I was going to stop doing my the markets anyway, as all I was doing was paying the stall rent. It’s all very nice being out there, and people saying nice things about my artwork. But, really I’m quite happy to spend that Sunday at home and make no money. But the markets decided that they would pull the plug before I got the chance to quit. Now I’m really kind of pissed.
So this will be your last chance. I will continue to do the occasional zine fair, as they are fun, and cost nothing to do. I’m also pulling my work out of all retail outlets. I’m going to remove all my artwork from Redbubble at the end of the year. That’s it!!
Don’t expect any bargains. What I don’t sell goes on the Barbeque. So stay away vultures. You didn’t want it before. You don’t get it for free now.
But don’t worry, I will never stop making art. I’m just stopping making product.
Eveleigh Artisans Market. Last one ever, Wilson St, Darlington NSW. Sunday the 1st of December 2013.
Saint Beckett 