For the past week, I've been unable to stop thinking about a re-telling of Little Red Riding Hood And The Big Wolf that I read by author Sara Maitland. So it was kind of inevitable that I would end up collecting together some art - ha, who are we kidding? A colossal amount of art… Continue reading Art Of Little Red Riding Hood And The Big Bad Wolf
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
My first encounter with the Icelandic, child eating troll Gryla was in 2010 when I wrote a poem about her. The second encounter was a year later, on a street in Akureyri, a city in northern Iceland. She was there with her husband Leppaludi. While most people think she's quite the hideous monster, I found… Continue reading Art Of Gryla
The other day when I was talking on Facebook about my obsession with the Wendigo, a friend from Baffin Island mentioned to me the Inuit myth of Qalupalik. (Since I learned how to pronounce Qalupalik I haven't been able to stop saying it to myself! It's such a wonderful word to say aloud.) The Qalupalik… Continue reading Art Of The Qalupalik
I've been meaning to make a post about the work of Polish artist and graphic designer Dawid Planeta for ages, but, funnily (?) enough, my depression has prevented me from doing so. My mood is one of the reasons why this blog was cold and quiet for so damn long - I didn't have the… Continue reading Depression As Gigantic Beasts : The Art Of Dawid Planeta
It was way back in 2012 - the year before Wyrd Words & Effigies launched - that I encountered Osteal, provider of earthy talismans from woodswoman Amanda Joe. I remember I bought a deer vertebrae necklace from her (thus starting my obsession with crafting my own jewellery from bones) and wore it to death. My… Continue reading Re-Visiting Osteal, Provider Of Scavenged Talismans
Totes. I'm obsessed with them. I always, always, al-ways have one on my person. I love it that while a tote bag is precious, it's not so precious that you can't stuff it into your rucksack or get it dirty or misshape it with too heavy library boots. Since 2015 I've been using my Norwegian… Continue reading 6 Tote Bags For The Darkly Inclined
If you're interested in appearing in Issue 2 of Wyrd Words & Effigies Magazine (the first issue can be found here) please don't wait to long to submit your art or creative writing, as the deadline closes on the 15th of September. If you need more information, creep on over to the submissions page. If… Continue reading 15 Days Left To Submit To The Magazine
While winter is my favourite season, autumn is a very close second. When I was a child, and it was time for September to swing around, life would shift into another dimension and I would wake up every day feeling thrilled for what lay ahead. As I mentioned in my previous post, I went to… Continue reading Wyrd Words & Effigies Guide To Autumn Part II : Quotes, Folklore & Superstitions
It's been hard and heavy the past couple of months. Time - of which I used to have an abundance of - to create is limited, and I've been suffering. When I don't blog, it feels like something integral to my well-being has been cut out of my life. It doesn't feel as though my… Continue reading New Beginnings Aren’t Easy, But Hell, They’re Necessary
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 