I am so, so thrilled to be bringing this interview to you today. Anita Arora of the jewellery and leather accessories brand SIGIL has been a friend of mine for several years, and I’ve been watching in awe as she has built her business up. In the circles I move in, it’s rare to encounter… Continue reading Interview : Anita Arora Of SIGIL
I've been feeling musically malnourished recently. For everything I've been trying out the past few weeks, my reaction has been like this: Nope, next, nope, next, nope, next... It's been making me feel pretty fucking sad, to be honest. I'm like a different person when I have good, new music in my life. So today,… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Gaahl’s Wyrd
There are three memories from my childhood that, for reasons unbeknown, creep up on me at least a few times a week. These memories are of the stinging nettle, a plant most of us do our damned best to avoid, unless we know how to utilize it. The first memory is of when my seven… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : The Stinging Nettle
I wrote this poem back in 2017. Facebook reminded me of it today. I've read it over and over again this evening. I've needed to. I hope it reaches another woman who needs it too. To All The Women Who Have Died To Live To all the women who have lived and died and lived… Continue reading A Poem For All The Women Who Have Died To Live
In recent days, I've been seeing the name Jenny Greenteeth pop up in comments on my favourite place on the Internet - the Folk Horror Revival group on Facebook. Why I haven't taken the time to look into Jenny before I don't know. The other day, I thought to myself: 'Eh, she won't be that… Continue reading Art Of Jenny Greenteeth
Whenever I was at my Granddad's house, he always used to say 'everything here is yours, take whatever you want.' He was a good Yorkshire man with a solid heart and a decent word for everyone. He loved his countryside, his flat cap, and his bargains. One bargain of his was a copy of Folklore,… Continue reading Reading In The Dark : Folklore, Myths And Legends Of Britain
I don't like summer. I find myself wishing for it to be over even before it's properly begun. So, today I'm drowning out the sound of kids happily playing in the balmy heat with the song Miri it is while sumer ilast - performed by the brilliant Ensemble Belladona - knowing that it'll be over… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Ensemble Belladonna
Back in the beautiful 90s (yes, I do miss them very much) deep within a tangled wood in a Yorkshire moorland valley, sat Baba Yaga's hut. I was seven when I first learned about it, and I was told, extremely convincingly, that it stood on chicken legs and would wander around at will. I was… Continue reading Art Of Baba Yaga
These photos of me doused in pig's blood were taken a few years ago, but after spending much of today being engrossed in the art of Gryla, I thought to myself 'hang the fuck on, I represented her quite bloody well at one point, if I may say so myself...' So here they are. Photos:… Continue reading My Interpretation Of Gryla
It's been WAY too long since I've listened to Norwegian blackened/doom band Slegest (though this is the third time they have been my Sound Of The Day) and I've been missing out BIG TIME. Tonight I'm going to give their new album Introvert a listen, but before I do, I want to relish Ho Som… Continue reading Sound Of The Day : Slegest
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 