HOMUNCUL-DE-SAC

Herein lie a series of dead-end drawings and comics made in 2020 and 2021. Dead-end, I call them, in a self-deprecating sense, implying stagnancy, convention, a wrong turn – because such is my fatalistic disposition. But perhaps this is not necessarily an insult. Where the road stops you can always cut through people’s gardens. These are experiments, diary entries, orphaned images. One piece of fan-art. They are about good intentions, self-discovery, being hounded by feelings of nauseating guilt and shame and discovering your own indominable feral nature.

Edition 01: Xerox on Lemon paper
Edition 02: Riso on Sunflower
A5, 40 pages, staple-bound

These zines were made using collage and the scan function on the Riso / photocopier. They may have irregularities, so please note: all their flaws are deeply punk. get with it.