Tuesday, 27 October 2009

Thursday, 22 October 2009

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

me and niki did it

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Thursday, 30 July 2009

A safe place

Stephen 'bog-eye' Fry.



Sunday, 5 July 2009

Here are some photos of the ANTI-FREEZE art carboot we took part in. It was so windy, we used rocks to hold our zines down. get intouch if you would like us to send you one.





Thursday, 2 July 2009

An eskiiiimo man


This is the princess and this is her castle and this is her boyfriend!


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Sunday, 21 June 2009

a bit simpler

www.ihardlyknowher.com/picturetale

Sunday, 14 June 2009

Once upon a shine a long time a glow

Friday, 9 January 2009

Belle Vue zine

I had a small drawing in this lovely zine about sneeky places around Manchester.

Monday, 5 January 2009


Thursday, 11 December 2008

Thursday, 4 December 2008

camp yellow did liverpool book fayre good and proper




Monday, 15 September 2008

A few photos i took on Friday afternoon of the Camp Yellow exhibition at Cowlane Studios in Salford, Manchester (Mike will have some of the actual opening on the camp yellow blog, linked at the side). After having 30,000 glasses of red wine thrust into my paint covered mitts, my lips were crusty and red for most of the evening (thanks, girl with too many bottles), which is why i didn't even think to take ANY photos of the band etc, i was obviously having too much fun.


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Monday, 1 September 2008


Friday, 13 June 2008

Triangles and Camp yellow


Tuesday, 11 March 2008

zine sneeker



Monday, 18 February 2008

Donald Barthelme

Q: What do you worry about?
A: I was standing on the corner waiting for the light to change when i noticed, across the street among the people there waiting for the light to change, an extraordinarily handsome girl who was looking at me. Our eyes met, i looked away, then looked again, she was looking away, the light changed. I moved in the street as did she. First i looked at her again to see if she was still looking at me, she was'nt but i was aware that she was aware of me. I decided to smile. I smiled but in a curious way- the smile was supposed to convey that i was interested in her but also that i was aware that the situation was funny. But i bungled it. I smirked. I dislike even the word "smirk". I had resolved to look at her directly in that moment. I tried but she was looking fourteen inches to the left of my eyes.

Q: This is the sort of thing that...
A: i want to go back and do it again.

Friday, 8 February 2008






Wednesday, 28 November 2007