It was a while back now that the first issue of Sabat Magazine, The Maiden Issue was introduced to the world, but, as usual, I was late to the party. As it happens, I was broke when The Maiden Issue was unleashed, and it sold out so fucking quickly that I didn't have chance to… Continue reading Review : Sabat Magazine – The Maiden Issue
I have a true respect for people with debilitating conditions who transform their issues into art. Once such creative is Michael Massaia. Back in 2007 Massaia found himself suffering with insomnia. Unable to rest, he'd take long walks around Central Park at night. I'd always found Central Park to be somewhere that's pretty god damn… Continue reading Central Park When There’s No People
You might know, you might not, but I do photography sometimes. I'm also a poet. A couple of months ago an art curator got in touch with me after seeing my photography and words on Instagram, and asked if he could exhibit some of my work. I said sure, and yesterday I had my photography… Continue reading Your Eyes Burn Like Wild Fire
To say I'm obsessed with Sabat Magazine is to put it lightly...I don't know what life was before Sabat came along, and I'm impatiently waiting to hear what editor Elizabeth Krohn, i.e. the newly anointed goddess of print, has planned next. The Sabat Magazine Instagram page is a reflection of what the witchcraft orientated magazine offers. It's… Continue reading Intriguing Instagrammers : Sabat Magazine
So here we are, the first 'proper' post! And what better way to get things rolling than with talking about stuff I'd love to have but can't. List Of Lust is a very self-explanatory feature...I'm basically rounding up all the wyrd things that I've had my eye on over the past week, and putting them… Continue reading List Of Lust
I knew I wouldn't be able to say goodbye for long. I was like a mother who was denying her baby the breast...I felt bloody terrible for stepping away. A few days after I made my 'last' post, where I talked about not knowing the future of Wyrd Words & Effigies, I was itching to… Continue reading The Wyrd Is Back
January, where oh fucking where did you go? Last time I blinked it was mid-December. Things were a little bit quiet over here for the first month of 2017. Much quieter than I would have liked, to be honest. Long timers will know I like to keep it busy. But I'm going to give January… Continue reading It Was A Wyrd January
A shot from this morning when I captured my beautiful friend and muse @erzabethbathory with her familiar Boney. In the event that I've whetted your appetite, you can find more of my photography at my website here. In case you need some other obscure stuff filling up your feed, I'm also on Instagram.
I featured the beautifully unusual art of photographer Jason. W. Blake back in 2016 during my 365 Days of Dark Art series. But it's been a while since I've caught up with what he's been doing. And how bloody stupid that was... Thankfully, Haute Macabre featured a post on his work the other day, and… Continue reading Intriguing Instas : Jason. W. Blake
I was excited when I woke up this morning, excited A: because there was snow outside (but also great stretches of ice which made walking to school a bitch). B: Because I had SFI and I am loving learning Swedish for real. And C: because after my SFI class I would be heading down the… Continue reading Stitching In The Dark : A Week Of Swedish Words
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 