On the page, before the eyes, a host of extinct animals and other companions, be they actual or imagined, await your gaze. Come and see what we've been up to of late and feel what it is like to seek refuge in an alien land or to find oneself alone in a museum yet woefully out of place. The inner landscape and the greater literal world, the geography we map oft charts longing, and fragility is revealed along the way. Fragmented keepsakes dot the landscape, consider yourself forewarned.

2008 – 2009
2004 – 2007
2000 – 2003

We hope all that we make and do affords you a smile.

Why we make books: a tiny explanation
Catalogue essays, publications, press clippings and like bedfellows
Like to stay in the loop?


Gracia Haby
Someone, please... my back is aching. (detail)
2007
collage from the artists' book All the discarded things, mended