Paper Kills Trees began as a zine made in Berlin and scattered across comic and art bookshops in Hamburg, Prague, Warsaw, Copenhagen, Milwaukee, Portland, Seattle and of course, Berlin.
Issue #2! is bigger. A magazine. That thirty-some artists reared in Austria, Belgium, Finland, France, Germany, Greece, Romania, Mexico, Peru, the UK, or the US poured themselves into. They are afraid of water, squares, their eyes falling out of their faces, and deer running straight for them. Most of them are young, children of the 80s with MySpace profiles who still lust over ink on paper. Their work has adorned art gallery walls and antagonized the bowels of photocopy machines. They are deviants, melting down the cutting edge to paint the dripping wreckage.
They are: sean aaberg, elzo durt, franceradium, kristen mueller, dvvid presper watson, amy suha kuttab, heliana rotariu and raul (saddo) oprea sebastian, juliacks, the horror, gnot guedin, meyoko, michael deforge, sish-tick, sonja ahlers, monica canilao and bobi + bobi, (illustrating fables by tex kerschen), santiago uceda (illustrating stories by becca yenser), moana vonstadl, jennifer parks, dav guedin, noémie barsolle, evan meister, sagäuin, oli, albert gray, von clapp, and dvvid presper watson, panayiotis mixalis terzis, paulina morales arévalo, andrew scott, caley feeny, craoman, farm prod, arnaud loumeau, kate costea, and brecht vandenbroucke
It's also interviews. In brief (sort of) -> fukt’s björn hegardt writes about white cubes and the best city for poor artists (yes, it’s still berlin) -> ADIOS’ KONSTA OJALA WRITES ABOUT HOMEMADE BOOZE, EVICTIONS, AND STYROFOAM SNAKES -> kuti’s pauliina mäkelä writes about taidesarjakuva, mainstream garbage, and psychedelic art bullshit -> DIAMOND’S JASON LEIVIAN WRITES ABOUT DIAMONDS, SKULLS, AND RAINBOWS, WITCHBLADES AND NIGHTWINGS, AND BEING DISSED BY THE COMICS JOURNAL -> aooleu’s milos writes about corruption, smuggling, and space -> STEFFI OF DIARY WRITES ABOUT “TRYING TO HIDE, HEADPHONES ON, DIVING IN CROWDS OF PEOPLE,” FLEEING EAST GERMANY, AND PLASTIC PUMP-GUNS -> sarah magazine’s namesake describes going under the knife, hanging out with otolaryngologists, and her sonic voyage of discovery -> INDIAN JEWELRY’S TEX KERSCHEN WRITES ABOUT WASTOIDS, POST-COCAINE BINGE HANGOVER AMERICA, AND BUGGING THE SHIT OUT OF PEA-BRAINS -> berlin street artist chin chin writes about death rabbits, frog men, and other things that are kind of cute but kind of scary -> HARMONY CHEYENNE FLYNN MOLINA WRITES ABOUT LIVING IN A BOX WITH THREE CHICKENS AND A STRIPPER POLE -> paris street artists leo + pipo write about the naivety of the polaroid, the dying graffiti scene, and not getting caught -> SMITTEKILDE’S ZVEN BALSLEV WRITES ABOUT SICK DOGS, NARROW-MINDED DANES, DROOLING MALE NERDS, AND FLYING KITES -> soyfriends’ rui tenreiro writes about paypal, prefering the ugly, and staple fatigue -> LE DERNIER CRI’S PAKITO BOLINA WRITES ABOUT SQUATTING IN PARIS, DRAWING LAMA FETUSES IN BOLIVIA, LONDON’S OBSCENITY POLICE, AND THE NIGHTMARE THAT IS “THE LAST SCREAM” -> plin tub’s elzo durt writes about brussels, serigraphy, underground art, and promoting beauty at all costs -> KAUGUMMI’S BARTOLOMÉ SANSON WRITES IN HIS NATIVE LANGUAGE ABOUT FRANCE’S DIY CULTURE, A GERMAN WORD THAT SOUNDS JAPANESE, AND WHY YOU SHOULD MOVE TO RENNES -> boing being’s tommi musturi writes about huuda huuda, the final glömp, and a penis named jack
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