Peanut Puffs, Lord of the Fries and special fried rice. Veganistan. No Mi Goreng.
Friends from interstate, sheriff badge, Journalists, cabaret, hot water bottles, 3d Gumby comics, out of print zines.
Shooting videos, launching a pozible, writing Jouranlism assignments, falling down the stairs.
Out of service, out of battery, cut and paste, invoice, receipt, press release, newspaper.
Petcha kutcha, zine fair, beers by the beach.
Planes, trains, buses, trams, on foot and a hire car. No cabs, and no bike rides.
Hotels, homes, squats, pubs, lofts, fold out mattress, air mattress, floor. No backpackers.
Zines, tattoos, prints, stencils, spraypaint, woolbomb, bloke bomb, typewriters, niko pens, stamps, tacky wall graff. No arrests.
ArtHive, Blender Studios, the Pharmacy, Melbourne Library, Squishface, Sticky, the Old Bar, Crush, The Great Northern and a giant car park.
Distributing Bizoos using a dumpstered pram.
Moving trestle tables, the wind, my god, the wind!
Excess baggage, stuck on hold, foots asleep, radio national, 4zzz.
Tram inspector, Tram inspector TRAM INSPECTOR (didn’t look homeless enough). Might be a fine.
A cat named sparrow, a cat named Amy, the cats next door. Some dogs.
A rabbit named boris (a novelty for QLD’ers). Birds that can whistle the Star wars theme tune and a duck doing duckface.
Regional towns vs big city (should I stay or should I go?)
Clean clothes, clean underwear. Not.
We Are Here, Here We Are. Pop Up Workshops.
…The State of DIY in Australia in 2012.