SHARED HALLUCINATION

People are panicking in the markets. More toilet paper! More Purell ! Utter madness. It's also pissing cats and dogs. And I spent 4 and a half hours at the mechanics this morning, paid a ridiculous amount of cash, and the Jeep still isn't driving right. Neither the time nor place for this bullshit, driving gods.  But at least I have cool friends. I did this shoot with Rik Garrett a couple of weeks ago over at The Crooked Path . I stumbled across Rik's work when his Earth Magic book came out. I was still living France. In fact I was staying at a village chateau in Chalabre working on Sisters of the Wasteland when a friend sent some of the images to me. I was captivated. Film. Black and White. Gritty. Scary. Beautiful. Super Charged. Elemental. Naked. Witches. What's not to love? So, of course we he asked to shoot me I jumped at the chance--even if I am getting a little long in the tooth to be in front of the camera.  Here's one of the first images. I...

Cannot believe I am back here again. I never thought I would say this--but I have missed having a blog. Wordpress looks splashy but it's a bitch to update. Subsequently, my website has not been updated in ages. Lame, I know. But I can't be bothered anymore. Which is a shitty attitude, but it is what it is. So here I am. I feel all rusty and nervous, like I would have felt at prom--had I gone to prom. I went to see The Exploited play in Chicago instead. That should tell you what kind of teenager I was. Anyways, I need to grease the wheels in different ways. All of my writing for the last however many months has been for work. Am not bitching because I am so lucky and so blessed to be working with the people I am writing and creating with. And I'm in love with all of the projects. It's been an amazing year so far. But I miss writing for myself. I miss having somewhere to keep things current. To share my successes and failures. To share my weird ideas and fascinations. ...