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EMPTY RESTAURANT

Issue N#1

THOMAS JEPPE

Thomas Jeppe is an artist and publisher working in Melbourne, Australia.

I met Thomas in a boat. That night the boat was particularly dangling especially for a summer night without wind. Then I kept meeting Thomas every party. He told me a bit about his hand-made tattoos. PRONTO. COCO NUT. He gave me his book SERIOUS ISSUE. He has a lot of things to do with books.


EMPTY RESTAURANT is a Fanzine (Xeroxed and Self-distributed).
The project consists in a special collaboration between myself and a different artist for each issue. The idea is to create a monographic fanzine where I will invite an artist to design an original cover. The publication will be filled with quotes and references that the artist deems important and influential for his/her own research. The design of the fanzine will be the result of a binary collaboration between the invited artists and myself.

PHOTO : Thomas Jeppe by Shauna T (from PAM)

Send "Crystalised" Ringtone to your Cell

You've applied the pressure
To have me crystalized
And you've got the faith
That I could bring paradise

I'll forgive and forget
Before I'm paralyzed
Do I have to keep up the pace
To keep you satisfied

Things have gotten closer to the sun
And I've done things in small doses
So don't think that I'm pushing you away
When you're the one that I've kept closest

(Ahh ahh ahh) (x4)

You don't move slow
Taking steps in my directions
The sound resounds, echo
Does it lesson your affection
[ The Xx Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
No

You say I'm foolish
For pushing this aside
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive

Glaciers have melted to the sea
I wish the tide would take me over
I've been down on my knees
And you just keep on getting closer

(Ahh ahh ahh) (x4)

Glaciers have melted to the sea (Things have gotten closer to the sun)
I wish the tide would take me over (And I've done things in small doses)
I've been down onto my knees (So don't think that I'm pushing you away)
And you just keep on getting closer (When you're the one that I've kept closest)

Go slow (5x)
Send "Crystalised" Ringtone to your Cell

Polar

The place is somewhere.
The time is vintage and it is not settled in some kinda of cottage, I will say more about in a latty. There is a song playing ‘I wish I was a polar bear…I wish a polar bear…I wish ….’
The floor is orange and read, big spots, very smooth and elegant batts. They are ajax to a crystal table, they are charping for something, some dish. It’s not possibile to see the efac, but there are oglefakes on. Semi-dark oglefakes reading the capital letters on the glossies on the table mixed with handbag, just throwned in to a bijou messy.
A hand takes the beige parlare pipe. He moves his riah, he stays palliass, high lallies in to soft kaffies. Outside the window some high parlare, someone minces. The lilly’s light. Just a lill out of the window. The chicken vadas it, his plate runs away and he enters.
It’s going to be a fabuolosa!

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