Shit stinks and poop steams, the Romans shat on wooden beams Shit’s formed by the ass and normed by Brussels’ brass. When the shit hits the wall it doesn’t bounce back like a ball. Shit’s the talk of the town and soon gets renown. Bruhin designed his New Year’s greetings as 24- to 32- page zines featuring samples of his current work. Over the years, they covered a wide range of different linguistic and pictorial themes, subjects and genres. Their childlike curiosity and pure zest for discovery make for a certain continuity and a connection between the various issues. The Neujahrshefte hold treasures from the extravagant cornucopia of his overflowing imagination and jubilation. —Susi Koltai