We’ve seen clown-folk and performance artists stuffing their nylon guts with filament and baubles, but Dutch artist, Rosa Verloop, takes weird costuming to sculpted hauntings.Read More
Tracy Widdess of Brutal Knitting turned yarn into an incredibly knitted mask based on a drawing by artist Stéphane Blanquet.Read More
I practiced calling the wind like a Yaqui maiden. I sang to the storms as a beloved sorceress. I witnessed the lightning strike in time to my crescendo, a testament to my revelry for the great sky-father. I witnessed myself a catalyst, daughter to a clear conduit. The ultimate catalyst: allowing my electric heart to rouse my gratitude into a dance with my sorrow and witness the heavens dancing with my bitter joy.Read More
Suffering is like cleaning house for that hot date: your future self! Perhaps our souls co-created the toothsome grit with the heavens abound so that we may have a chance to kiss our own knees when we fall down in despair. If you subscribe to that, you'll see that your soul is just flirting with making out with herself.Read More
B. Lembitz covers the Art Basel Screening of Wastedlands 2.
"Gruff Man continues throwing paint cans while a tall man in shiny shoes and sequined short-shorts explains why he and his crew need to bring a van through the screening-range. Gruff man dismissively nods and continues sorting his cans. Like stray cats to a bowl of food, Graffiti artists lurch out of the woodwork towards the sorted cans. They begin tagging the surrounding shipping containers. Shiny Shoes rolls a giant decrepit disco ball across the empty lot. The mirrors softly plink as they fall, brittle glass crumbling into shards on the dark pavement."
B. Lembitz covers the a session with a sacred sex worker.
In a couple of places, I'm so numb I'm not even sure if she still has her fingers inside me. This is where we work.Read More
Crafting a sacred space for the art of dying is a dying art form. Some of us are being summoned to revive this delicate craft. Let's explore the signs of the summoning.Read More
If you've ever endured extreme trauma, you've probably experienced what the veterans of bitter-life call, "the shakes." They start as hypertension, usually in the shoulders and upper-neck. These tension spurts increase with intensity, forcing spasms down into the entire body. These shakes are a common symptom of extreme anxiety and post-traumatic stress disorder. They can be cured. In fact, even if you suffer from complex PTSD (multiple repeated traumas), you can be cured.Read More
CHAPTER 1: THE GREAT DIVIDE
It is a time of yearning. The great Cordyceps Galaxy continues their age old war. For eons, the Pluribos and the Cantos have fought, divided over Eros. Once united as a single race, now grotesquely mutated in two, the shed of their blood and shards of their bones grows heavy with magnitude, amassing into the prophesied Death Toroid. Building gravity now, it threatens to swallow all creation whole like a back-alley Dirkon strumpet.
The Pluribos: stoic, rigid, ignorant to their kinks.Read More