Philipp Amann – Zeichnungen

One story I usually tell about my friend Philipp is that I once went to pick up at Istanbul’s Central Station and all he wore was a pair of flip-flops, blue swimming trunks, and a faded yellow shirt. On his shoulder he carried a threadbare tote bag containing three different kinds of fishing-rod, and a bottle of whiskey three-quarter full. And that was it, no further baggage for a two-day train ride from Berlin to Istanbul, let alone the fourteen-day trip still ahead of us.

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Apart from being a self-taught traveller, Philipp is also a self-taught artist. This riso-printed zine is a collection of some of Philipp’s drawings and it can be purchased from my online store.