I've been wanting to write to you and write to you and write to you until my fingers are bloody and my heart is full, because that is what I do, that is why I'm here. But I can only manage a few words today. You see, I'm on a different sort of medication now… Continue reading Art Of The Depressed
When I first encountered the art of Sigrid Rødli, my life was bleak. Very little could lift me out of my pit of despair...but Sigrid's art managed. Her artistic style lifted my mood and her experimentation with different mediums nurtured my own curious and creative spirit. I soon found myself prompted to embrace art again,… Continue reading Interview : Artist Sigrid Rødli
When I found out that Dreadful Press - the home to the astoundingly good Sabat Magazine - were putting out another publication, I was on it like a whippet. Sadly, at the time of the launch of Suspira : The Monster Issue, I was skint (it's a running theme this, folks) and didn't have the… Continue reading Review : Suspira Magazine – The Monster Issue
I'm currently writing a song called 'The Witch That Wouldn't Die...' inspired by this self-portrait. In my head she's saying, 'are you even done trying yet? Can I go and live out my life in the woods now and hex all of your stupid asses?'
2019 so far? Honestly, what the fuck was that? Every month for me has had its nasty troubles, and I find it somewhat remarkable that I’m still here writing to you. (There are some fantastic memes that have helped me through the quagmire of 2019 so I think I’ll do a post just for them… Continue reading Queen Of Wyrd
I got to thinking about mermaids the other day when I was reading into sea glass – something for which I’ve developed quite the obsession – and I discovered that, in sailors folklore, sea glass is said to be mermaid’s tears. The tears are supposedly shed as a result of Neptune’s jealous wrath when a… Continue reading Dark Art Of Mermaids & Other Sea Folk
Productivity is one of my favourite words and a productive day, for me, is a great day. If I manage to get everything ticked off my ‘to do’ list, you can’t look at me because I become as bright as the fucking sun. However, encounter me when my list hasn’t been scratched through and there’s… Continue reading DIY In The Dark : A Gathering Of Ghosts
A few months ago, I wrote a song when I was in one of the deepest depressions of my life. I never could have imagined that a short time on, I would be in a band with one of my favourite musicians of all time, and on the verge of releasing a full-length album. But… Continue reading Hex By Cave Mouth : Album Artwork
When I take little Saga out for a walk, I know there’s a likelihood that I’ll encounter roadkill. I walk the country road most of the way, and too many people drive idiotically fast. Usually, I come across rabbits or birds that have been hit, but in the past two days, it’s been hedgehogs –… Continue reading Roadkill : I Will Remember You, My Friend
I feel somewhat ashamed that it’s taken me until the age of thirty-two to read into Black Annis. My attention in the sphere of folklore has, for the most part of the past fifteen years, been elsewhere, predominately Scandinavia. Little did I know that one of the most fearsome folkloric creatures was actually extremely close… Continue reading Art Of Black Annis
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 