Queens was overtaken by zine hungry zombies this weekend as Printed Matter's annual New York Art Book Fair descended upon MOMA's PS1 in Long Island City. Hordes of messy coiffed, brogue-wearing, bespectacled book lovers came from as far away as New Zealand, Japan, and the esoteric shores of Essex, UK, to both shop and sell vast selections of art, zine, graphic, and comic tomes from established and emerging creators the world over.
One of my favorite sellers was San Francisco's Needles & Pens, which introduced me to this fun Marlon Brando comic:
In between dodging a symphony of (intended?) B.O. and a never ending barrage of tote bags, I wrote a haiku about the experience.
Ripe amber sweat lodge!
Neon poncho wonderland!
Hipster jungle gym.
Here is but a smidgen of what caught my wandering eye...
An oversized Bradbury that, sadly, wasn't for sale.
These are made of paper.
Pez! Coal!
I want every single one of Olympia Le Tan's book clutches.
Pigtails!
Everybody's favorite, the ghost of Switzerland's Nieves Books.
Mr. Ghost says, "READ MORE BOOKS!"
