Both an exercise in childhood reminiscence (cutting and binding at a table with strangers) and a sharp reminder of how ludicrously talented the world is, this colourful, lively, free celebration of the hand-made, the self-published and the reassuringly independent was fantastic. Zines, music, protests, defacing, talks, typewriter art, and lots of creative spoils (see picture). My favourite stall was that of the inspiring Fine Cell Work, who work with prisoners to produce beautiful tapestry and embroidery work for sale. The arts cuts may have been devastating, but this expo showed that the spirit of artistic mischief is very much alive.
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