Hughes and I launched issue 4 of our art/humour/widdicombe zine The Story of Grass last night, at the opening of our latest exhibition at Peg Powler Gallery. It was a bit of a mad rush – the zine had to be finished (Hughes and I jammed on the last couple of pages and the results are spiffy) and then Hughes went AWOL for an hour or two while I panicked and then it was off to Staples to get it photocopied, and we arrived at the gallery with thirty minutes to put the pictures up. We flung them bastards at the walls like it was pebbledash with faces and layers of meaning and were finished with 3 minutes to spare. Instant exhibition!
So the zine is done! This one features:
And the same old quote from Bob Mortimer on the cover.
It’s arty and funny and weird and it will make you taller, if that’s what you’d like.
24 photocopied pages, incl. 8 in colour and probably 3 funny ones.
‘I liked The Story of Grass. I laughed until I stopped then started up again more firmly.’ – Bob Mortimer
‘Wonderfully surreal and darkly comic’ – Silent Words Speak Loudest
‘Frankly hilarious. It owes something to the Vic Reeves school of comedy, and maybe a bit of early Viz’ – The Crack magazine