This is it.... short film James Broughton 1971

 

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Álvaro Barcala... "HORNED GODS, my gods are your demons"..drawings

 

 

 

 

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Now and then....Collage Animation

Stan Vanderbeek 1959

Yoshihiro Haku and Sachiko Hiraoka 2009

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PARAPHILIA VI ...

Once again i have the absolute pleasure to be amongst illustrious company in ....

‡ PARAPHILIA VI ‡

Image © Alan Moore

FEATURING:

ALAN MOORE, CHRISTY LOU SEXTON, JIM LOPEZ, NICK LOURAS, ANDREW MABEN,
KENNETH RAINS SHIFFRIN, F. COYLER REED, BRIAN BLUR, TY GORTON, SUE FOX,
SALENA GODDEN, NICK TOSCHES, CHRISTOPHER NOSNIBOR, LISA WORMSLEY,
ELE-BETH LITTLE, GENE GREGORITS, JANA, BRIAN ROUTH, PATRICIA WELLS,
JOHN PATRICK AYSON, AUDREE FLYNN, PATRICK WRIGHT, HANK KIRTON, CRICKET CORLEONE, RICHARD A. MEADE, JENNIFER �CELESTE� LESTER,
JOHN BARRYMORE, CLAUDIA BELLOCQ, THOMAS EVANS, RICK GRIMES, DIRTY
HONKY, DAVID GIONFRIDDO, RON GARMON, CHRIS MADOCH, JAMES MILLER,
GUTTERSAINT, CRAIG WOODS, DOLOROSA .

With many thanks and love to DIRE & DAVE for their support as always!!

Jim Trainor... cartoon/animation...

¤ The Bats ¤
1998

Melle van Oldeboerrigter (1908-1976)...Dutch

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Bloodsongs for the number 9... new drawings...

‡ Bloodsongs for the No.9 ‡


“She was a man; she was a woman.......It was a most bewildering and
whirligig state to be in”. Julia Kristeva



No.2


No.3


No.4

Felix Labisse (French, 1905-1982)... film poster

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may butterflies rise from yr grave every year..for Garcia Lorca...Rob Plath..poem

Louis le Brocquy - Lorca


may butterflies rise from yr grave every year..


by Rob Plath

a soldier pumped
two bullets
into yr buttocks
for being a queer

then another
into the branches
of yr lung
for being
a poet

another word
for dirty communist
to them

you were their worst enemy
w/unplugged asshole
& wide open singing
lung bags

i imagine yr
assassin bragging
about it afterwards
to his comrades

then later that night
giving his wife a good
hetero fascist fuck

his dick standing like
a middle finger
to commie faggot poets

his torso full of
fearful gears
moving w/precision
over her body

his clenched homophobic
cheeks thrusting
like a pair of iron fists
bloodless knuckles

giving it to her once
for himself
& once for the gang

the regime