I’ve been making these zines for a little over a year now. Here’s #4. I brought 80 copies to SPX this past weekend and gave them to my dear friends. As a bonus I hand-colored all the covers for some bizarre reason
SPX was wonderful as usual. Congratulations to the Ignatz nominees and winners! I picked up a ton of books & zines, and I’ll enjoy reading them over the next few weeks.
The first 3 Sex Fantasy zines are tagged here, so you can read them if you missed them the first time around.
18th Century reproduction of 17th Century Original
An inscription on the back reads:
John Henderson of Fordell Travelling in his youth thro Several parts of Asia and Africa from ye 1618 to ye 1628 was delivered unto Slavery by a Barbari Prince in Zanquebar on the Cost of Africa where a Princess of that Countrie contrived to the mians of both their Escape and getting aboard a ship trading up ye Red Sea landed and cam to Alexandrea where she died whose Picture Mr Henderson cauised take with her black Maid after their own country habit. From ye original picture at Oterston by W Frier, 1731.
It’s the Adult Swim promo we were surprised the lawyers approved! Come with us on a journey deep inside co-director Greg Sharp’s problematic feelings towards squeezy sauce toppings.
Credits: Written, designed, animated by Greg Sharp Additional animation by Vincent Tsui (pstk-way.tumblr.com) and Nikhil Markale (nikhilmarkale.tumblr.com) Voice by Chelsy-Lee Ordonez De Cross Sound design by James Brown (jamespeterbrown.com) & Adult Swim Produced by Adult Swim
"Here’s to the security guards who maybe had a degree in another land. Here’s to the manicurist who had to leave her family to come here, painting the nails, scrubbing the feet of strangers. Here’s to the janitors who don’t even fucking understand English yet work hard despite it all. Here’s to the fast food workers who work hard to see their family smile. Here’s to the laundry man at the Marriott who told me with the sparkle in his eyes how he was an engineer in Peru. Here’s to the bus driver, the Turkish Sufi who almost danced when I quoted Rumi. Here’s to the harvesters who live in fear of being deported for coming here to open the road for their future generation. Here’s to the taxi drivers from Nigeria, Ghana, Egypt and India who gossip amongst themselves. Here is to them waking up at 4am, calling home to hear the voices of their loved ones. Here is to their children, to the children who despite it all become artists, writers, teachers, doctors, lawyers, activists and rebels. Here’s to Western Union and Money Gram. For never forgetting home. Here’s to their children who carry the heartbeats of their motherland and even in sleep, speak with pride about their fathers. Keep on."
Ijeoma Umebinyuo - Immigrants. First generation. (via sirilaf)