Dan Smith and Barnaby Nutt like the nighttime, the way street lights pool and dissolve into the darkness, and their split zine ‘Nighttime Adventures in Neopan’ showcases this shared fascination. As Nutt writes, “Man’s attempts to remove the shadows and so keep at bay the imagined dangers lurking within, create a beauty that we feel excited …
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Back in November, 2017, while his girlfriend was away, Ed “the 6 Million P Man” Worthington took himself on uno giro d’Italia, and the zine, ‘Uno Giro D’Italia,’ is the result.
In ‘London New York Pontycymmer… A day in the artist’s studio,” Tim Dobbs takes us on a tour of Kevin Sinnott’s home and studio. I’d call Sinnott’s painting “expressionist figurative” or “figurative expressionism,” something like that: brushy, splotchy, sketchy, a bit comical in some ways (the few in the zine, anyway: I’m not familiar with Sinnott’s …
‘The Suffering of Light: thirty years of photographs’ presents a sort of timeline of Alex Webb’s work from 1979 to 2009, in all their hyper, headache-inducing, overly-crowded excellence. I picked it up after reading a brief interview with Webb, or a quote or something, that suggested he was particularly proud of this monograph, and when …
Family Photography Now (Thames & Hudson, 2016) is a sort of follow-up to Sophie Howarth and Stephen McLaren’s Street Photography Now of 2010. Instead of an international (and somewhat historical) selection of street photographers, organized by general thematic concerns, the focus is now on photographers who work with families, both their own and others.
Caleb Jenkins makes zines. He seemingly cranks them out, one after another, and he prints and binds every one himself, and shares his process and thoughts on his Instagram. He also runs a branding and advertising agency, but this is about his beautiful little zines, in particular, ‘All Over Now.’
Kevin O’Meara has a new zine out… ‘You might be right.‘ weaves together instant photographs with snippets of conversation, and it feels like a narrative I lived through, more or less.
