Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Dolorosa De La Cruz... new drawings in upcoming issue of Anathema Pillars Journal: PILLARS .III. “The Ebon Kteis”

Three art works of mine are featured in the upcoming Anathema Pillars Journal: PILLARS .III. “The Ebon Kteis”

PRE-ORDERS for PILLARS .III. “The Ebon Kteis” are now opened!

'The Ebon Kteis' delves into the subtle beauty that lies at the threshold of Eros & Thanatos, and what has oft' been referred to as “la petite mort”: the strange connection that exists between orgasm, the loss of the senses and the ultimate release of Death; both Symbolic having a real strong bond to one another.

The subject is exploited from various angles; within witchcraft, tantrism, the necromantic arts, romanticism, et cetera (of course always leaving much interpretative power to the contributors). - Also pertaining to this Issue will be a huge emphasis on the many ways to go about the Sabbatical Rites of Soul-Flight and Congress, whether with fellow brethren or by means of Self-Initiation.

Detail of La Del SoL ~ Dolorosa , pastel on paper 2014

Thursday, October 2, 2014

Born Today ... Rosaleen Miriam "Roie" Norton, October 2, 1917, Dunedin, New Zealand

image: The Hag , watercolour

...My home is the house of winds,
With great songs of Space ringing wild in my ears
Whose shouting heart leaps to their tune.
I mock at the shapes, plodding thickly, through lamplight:
stupid and cruel - or kind -
They are alien, Other, I'm touched with uneasiness...
Fear of these human.... and glide away sidelong:
Yet joying in fear, in my stealthy aloofness,
To know they are They and I'm I.
Towers of old cities are spiralling over me, Night-conjured,
rising from Time
And I hear, through the seething of luminous silence -
Secretive, vibrant, the sound of the Solitude -
Calling of others like me
Quietly they come, flitting softly as secrets; light-footed,
velvety, swift...
With eyes gleaming green, lambent flame of the Opal.
Kindred... we signal our quick recognition.
I am I ... but I know we are we
Panther of silence; god of Night; Lord of the wild inhuman
You are my own; teeming soul of solitude.
Here is no loneliness, secret Master -
You, Dark Spirit are with me. RN