May 16
Made my first zines. Gonna hand them out at a Zine fest tomorrowwww.
Which ones your fav?
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Made my first zines. Gonna hand them out at a Zine fest tomorrowwww.
Which ones your fav?
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Small mosquito, small zine format, small me
Small attack against my huge art block which lasts over 2 years now.
I think I enjoyed the process after I managed to calm myself. I worried how the finished pictures would look like and blocked myself. Then I'll let go of those high expectations I put on myself while I was listening to the rain outside and reminded myself that no one will care. Well, except for myself. I joined the imaginary "no one will care" community in my head and started drawing.
It wasn't a complete smooth process. At the half I stumbled again over self doubt but a few deep and conscious breaths helped me to find back on my path.
Tiny zine I made while at prfm :3
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ID: Five photos of a tiny zine made with pen and ink on paper. The title is Anatomy of a Babby and there is a drawing of a black cat on the cover. The zine points out her antenna (ears, receiving transmissions from the mothership), orbs (eyes, whose pupils can be needle, seed, or ball shaped), lips (under which there are no teeth), beans and pointies (paw pads & claws), pouch (primordial), custom made fluffy pants, flagellum (tail), and butthole.
Hokubean lil Zine
Enjoy my silly little zine I made because I had post its and I’m starting to like this whole zine thing.
This was fun and absurd thanks for asking ❤️
a tiny zine about a tiny boy.
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Putting these in the mail! We have a few extra if you’d like one—pledge at (or up your current pledge to) $10 a month! 🎄🎄🎄
Poets without words
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A tiny magazine, made by Hector Pahaut and reworked by me. We created this work by mailing it each other.
Wriggle, Jiggle, Bake!
Preorders have finally opened for the @tinyadventureszine!
I was tasked with writing a piece for the amazing @foxyjoy‘s art, and I’m really pleased with how it all turned out.
Here’s a preview of my piece! Featuring Baby Shiro, Toddler Lance, Toddler Keith, and two very stressed babysitters.
The pile of blankets shifted, and Pidge tiptoed over to the middle sofa with exaggerated steps. “Maybe one of you is hiding...here!”
She thrust her head over the back of the sofa to check behind it, feigning shock when she found nobody there. “Oh no! You two are such good hiders!” She turned back to the room, pretending to check underneath the sofas before calling out in a sing-song voice: “Where’s Keith? Where’s Lance?”
“Here!” Lance popped up from behind the final sofa, then promptly burst into giggles.
Keith threw the blanket aside, scowling. “You’re s’posed to hide!”
Lance grabbed at the blanket and tugged it over the sofa back, laughing hysterically, and Keith went vaulting over the back to chase him. Pidge lunged but was too slow, and she let out a heavy sigh as the argument started. She really should have expected Kid-Keith to be just as agile and robust as Normal-Keith, but he’d still managed to give her five heart attacks over a single afternoon.
Keith’s shouting turned into laughter, the tussle becoming into a game of tag, and Pidge flopped onto the sofa to take a break while they were distracted. Toddlers were exhausting. She should’ve fought Hunk for Shiro, but he’d been so starry-eyed over Shiro’s ‘wittle toesies!’ that she couldn’t say no.
The big jerk was probably napping with the baby while she was stuck playing Entertainer.
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“WAHHHHHHHHH!!”
Hunk was really regretting his life choices right now.
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