In Which We Discover Our Hero and the Monster Are One and the Same

Here's a typographic poster for the zine:

These are experiments in photomontage:

They're both of William S. Burroughs. I'm not sure they're any good, but making them reminded me of the jagged style of Saul Bass and I realised that aesthetic would be perfect for visualising a disintegrating perception of objective reality. I'm not sure if Bass could be considered a postmodernist, but his work ranges from high to low art and he seemed to address modernity in a subjective way, so his influence isn't out of the blue. I went about making my own responses to his work:

This is a part of a monologue I've begun to write to see if I can tie together the zine with a narrative.

This one is kind of influenced by Hitchcock's Vertigo and its use of green and red. It's supposed to be a rose, which I see as a classical icon, but when rendered like this I think turns it into something more modern and abstracted.

Not really sure about this one. I couldn't settle on a colour I liked best so I just added both of them.

This one I like because of the ambiguity of it. It's almost a Jackson Pollock painting, yet it's explicitly geometric and objective.

I want to take these further and try making traditional versions but I also really want to make some Hockneyesque photomontages out of lots of photographs of the same place. Finding a suitable direction is a challenge.