From the Archives: Winter

I Am Marked By My Truth.

There is a boundary within us all past which we cannot retreat.

May your Truth be with you.

Recommended Listening:
The Prodigy
Omen
from Invaders Must Die!

{Digital Images manipulated in Adobe Photoshop}

Friday the 13th: Vault of Shadow

Here's a little dark nugget to entertain on what promises to be at the very least an interesting Friday the 13th!  Over the next two days we have Uranus going retrograde as well as Mercury going retrograde.  This promises a certain level of intrigue as just a regular Mercury retrograde is usually enough to facilitate a great deal of mischief.  Enjoy the ride and try to hold on to your tempers as this is going to be a bumpy weekend.

From the Archives: Beyond

Gestational processes seem to be my focus this month.  Influenced by H.R. Giger in my teens by his work on the movie Alien, I used to draw these pseudo-sexual techno organic pieces.  I do not draw them as much anymore, but that idea is at the base of much of what I do and how I approach my art.

{Sharpie}

Catacombs

shadowunder gravestone
midnight light candlethought
show of matter formshaping
from milkingwater focidesire
from bonewall fleshclay
from dirtroot dustfog
from motionfire handing
orifice womb opening
homunculus borne
piping intentsong

Recommended Listening:

Access to Arasaka

Hotel(featuring Nine Volt Disaster)

from Metax

{Digital Images manipulated in Adobe Photoshop}

Beware the Ignorant

The empty vessel is a dangerous door.

From the Archives: Leaden Thoughts

The Battle versus one's own negative tendencies is the hardest.  I had a vision of these lead domino shapes covered with strange runes and symbols.  Their coloration was also reminiscent of the Five of Disks from the Crowley Tarot Deck.  They fell from the sky and turned the ground to lava wherever they crashed.  They had more than a passing similarity to the rune columns from a dream I had, but instead of emitting light, these sank into the earth and turned it to lava.  This piece was created around the same time frame as Moon Cocoon, with the same aim towards integrating Sharpie and Prismacolor.

Self Examination and Ego Dislocation

Here we have a Systematic Ego Deconstruction. This is where the Sword of Discrimination comes in to help strip away layers of self delusion a.k.a. the ego.  There is no blade so harsh and exacting as the one welded by your own hand.  Swords and self examination, apropos during the current Neptune Retrograde.  Interesting that one of the major myths of the west, that of the King, Arthur, involves such a sword emerging from a body of water.  Indeed, all swords must be tempered before they are complete.  Curiouser and Curiouser.

Grey Days III: The Tower Grows Again

It seeks only its own expansion.

The tower of ego knows no limit, no retraction, no restraint.

Yet in the end, it will always fall.

Midpoint: The Festival of Orgone

This is the last time I'll blurb for the Festival of Orgone at Trail of Breadcrumbs.  I wanted to show you some of the art you've been missing if you haven't dropped by to investigate yet. I'm at the halfway point of my investigations into Wilhelm Reich and Orgone energy with only one more week to go.  Drop by and check out the Orgone goodness!

{All Pieces - Digital Images manipulated in Adobe Photoshop}

From the Archives: Moon Cocoon

An exploration of Sharpies and Prismacolor pencils.  I forget my actual motivation at the time I did this piece, but I remember thinking it strange even as I was drawing it.  Usually the moon lends itself towards cooler colors, but here the solar set of analogous colors appears.  An ambiguity of questions pervade the piece..flame or gauze wrapping?  Moth?  Mummified person or Homunculus?  An odd piece all around.

Grey Days II: It Rises

A beast revealed, unburdens its deceit.
It climbs from the grave of earth,
revealed in horrible glory.

Grey Days I: From Within, The Beast

It casts no shadow,
It leaves no footprint,
Its reflection is your own.