JOURNAL

Monas Hieroglyphica

Although the semicircle of the Moon is placed above the circle of the Sun and would appear to be superior, nevertheless we know that the Sun is ruler and King. We […]

New Blood X

Another New Blood post to share this month’s new pieces.

My mother was the moon

If I were a spider and my mother was the moon Out came the sun and dried off her cocoon Underneath the water I would live and die too soon If […]

New Blood IX

Another New Blood post to share the latest creations.

Requiescat

Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow […] Coffin-board, heavy stone, Lie on her breast, I vex my heart alone, She is […]

Je vois de la lumière noire

This is the battle between day and night… I see black light. – Victor Hugo’s last words –

À la Lune

The moon pours to the heart its white intimacy Of a vaporous dream where passes a beauty, And in the hollow paths where the freshness exhales Adds to the puddles some […]

Pangur Bán

Each of us pursues his trade, I and Pangur my comrade, His whole fancy on the hunt, And mine for learning ardent. – VIIIth century anonymous Irish Monk (translation Frank O’Connor) […]

In Flesh & Blood

The angels sing in a choir of sleep that won’t quiet the Beast within It’s Midnight in the tower of black, it’s 3am and the witches are back again In the […]

New Blood VIII

These New Blood posts have became a tradition. A simple post to share the latest creations.

Pulvis et umbra sumus

Pulvis et umbra sumus (We are but dust and shadow) – Horace – Book IV, ode VI, v. 16 –

Petroglyphs III

Heiðrún, the goat on the hall that stands, eateth off Læráth’s limbs; the crocks she fills with clearest mead, will that drink not e’er be drained. – Grímnismál 25 –