alexanderszazdi:

PRINTS FOR SALE 
Ram
Digital Giclée printed on Epson hot press natural paper with Epson Ultrachrome ink
8x10 inch image printed on 10x12 inch paper
$45 (plus shipping & handling)

For more information on prints or original works please feel free to message me on facebook, or email me at ASzazdi@gmail.com

alexanderszazdi:

PRINTS FOR SALE
Ram
Digital Giclée printed on Epson hot press natural paper with Epson Ultrachrome ink
8x10 inch image printed on 10x12 inch paper
$45 (plus shipping & handling)

For more information on prints or original works please feel free to message me on facebook, or email me at ASzazdi@gmail.com

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Aug 13th, 2012: Basket of Chanterelles, by Ms. Graveyard Dirt (I & II)

My well-trained magic wooden baskets never disappoint - they leave the house empty, and always return home laden with indigenous fruits, flowers, mushrooms, bones, feathers, roadkill and weird’n’perfect rusty treasures found while exploring the local landscape.

See also: A Morning’s Work, Basket of Chanterelles, Christmas-Coloured Entheogens, Corvid Feathers, Deer Remains, Lost, Then Found and Skulls & Bones

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Destroy, by missyindustry (via Etsy)

Destroy, by missyindustry (via Etsy)

sully-s:

Egyptian Mermaid 

sully-s:

Egyptian Mermaid 

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now the d and the a and the m
and the n and the a
and the t and the i-o-n
lose your face, lose your name
then get fitted for a suit of flame

Now you make the scene all day, but tomorrow there’ll be hell to pay…

(Hell, Squirrel Nut Zippers)

(Source: youtu.be)

the-brain-fuckler:

graveyarddirt:

Mugging, by Ms. Graveyard Dirt
Mr. Moulty Mouth mugging for the camera.

Awww. That droopy wing. How does it feel about scritches?

Poor ole droopy wing’s permanently droopy, which is why the bird’s Indoor Corvid (instead of Outdoor Corvid).
To be honest, Peck-Man isn’t enamoured with people hands (except when sexually mounting mine), although I’m occasionally allowed to give it a skull massage when it’s in the mood.
As strange as it sounds I treat the bird as if it was autistic - I don’t push physical contact unless it makes the first move, and when it does request a petting session I duly scratch the head, over the skull, at the nape of neck, between the shoulder blades and down the spine to the tail feathers.
Sometimes I get to stroke Peck-Man’s puffed out chest, but it usually doesn’t like to see human fingers coming straight at it so I need to start from the back and gently work my way ‘round to the front. It loves getting its beak rubbed, so most petting sessions end with a few strokes on the beak.

the-brain-fuckler:

graveyarddirt:

Mugging, by Ms. Graveyard Dirt

Mr. Moulty Mouth mugging for the camera.

Awww. That droopy wing. How does it feel about scritches?

Poor ole droopy wing’s permanently droopy, which is why the bird’s Indoor Corvid (instead of Outdoor Corvid).

To be honest, Peck-Man isn’t enamoured with people hands (except when sexually mounting mine), although I’m occasionally allowed to give it a skull massage when it’s in the mood.

As strange as it sounds I treat the bird as if it was autistic - I don’t push physical contact unless it makes the first move, and when it does request a petting session I duly scratch the head, over the skull, at the nape of neck, between the shoulder blades and down the spine to the tail feathers.

Sometimes I get to stroke Peck-Man’s puffed out chest, but it usually doesn’t like to see human fingers coming straight at it so I need to start from the back and gently work my way ‘round to the front. It loves getting its beak rubbed, so most petting sessions end with a few strokes on the beak.

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joannanieto:

Medusa for
Sketch Dailies
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achangingaltar:

So here we go!
My first two devotional candles!

Some of you saw the Ancestor candle when it was still a WIP, and this is the finished product! So, on it there is the skull representing those who have gone before us, and their knowledge. Just below is a pink triangle, representing my queer ancestors, and flowers that represent the beauty, importance, and impermanence of life. There is also the words “Present Tense”, because though the Ancestors may not being living anymore; though they are not ‘here’ right now, they still are very real and very powerful and should be spoken of in the present tense, not the past tense.

On my Dionysus candle there are a few of His more common symbols, including the wine glass and a golden crown. There are flowers, which are the most common symbol I associate with Dionysus in my personal practice (which is why I chose the name Anthos for myself, which means ‘blossom’ or ‘flower’ in Greek). There is, in the back, a laurel crown representing His divinity with its golden leaves, but His fecundity with its green leaves. To match the Ancestor candle, I chose “Break Through” (inspired by oncebittentwiceborn's tags) as the words on this candle. This refers to the boundary breaking nature of Dionysus Himself, the sometimes painful barrier breaking we must often do as devotees, and in part it refers to an SPG that passed around here online of Dionysus, Brick Thrower. The brick thrower, the chain breaker, the barrier pusher; forcing us and helping us to break through.

I purchased the 7 Day candles at the Dollarama, took off the pictures that came on them, and then drew and coloured the new pictures myself.

Thanks to shivian for his help throughout the process!

These are wonderful, achangingaltar. <3

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morbryn:

Properly breaking in my new teapot, thanks to graveyarddirt

Smokey Russian goodness! &lt;3
I&#8217;m currently drinking their Russian Samovar blend, which is kinda sorta similar but tastes a little less like brand-new leather (heh).

morbryn:

Properly breaking in my new teapot, thanks to graveyarddirt

Smokey Russian goodness! <3

I’m currently drinking their Russian Samovar blend, which is kinda sorta similar but tastes a little less like brand-new leather (heh).

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worlds-evolution:

Mushroom

worlds-evolution:

Mushroom

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jasmineworth:

Little commission eye done and ready to be shipped! #oilpainting #darkart #darksurrealism #popsurrealism #lowbrow

jasmineworth:

Little commission eye done and ready to be shipped! #oilpainting #darkart #darksurrealism #popsurrealism #lowbrow

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Tattoo Tights: Feathery Birdie Leggings, by tattoosocks (via Etsy)

Aug 13th, 2012: A Morning’s Work, by Ms. Graveyard Dirt
Last week’s foraging work was wiped out by a plague; Italics’s mother dragged something into the house, and it wasn’t long before he, she and his father were congested, coughing and achy. I miraculously staved off catching summer death thanks to Italics obsessively disinfecting communal surfaces - remote controls, fridge handles, etc. - as I sucked on raw garlic clove after raw garlic clove until portions of my mouth began to peel (my skin’s ridiculously sensitive).
By the time he recovered enough to hit some local hedges’n’forests over a week had past since our last outing. As if we didn’t already feel the burn of lost time, this area was scheduled for a week of fucking rain which meant we had no choice but to hit as many locations as possible before the weather turned. Under fast-rollin’, low-ridin’ clouds we wove our way through familiar beeches, birches and pines, our bowed heads occasionally anointed by errant drops of rain as we searched for the yellow-orange-gold of chanterelles (Cantharellus cibarius) and the white-speckled tops of the Christmas-coloured fly agaric (Amanita muscaria) while picking up scattered remains of the Lost, Then Found.
See also: A Morning’s Work, Basket of Chanterelles, Christmas-Coloured Entheogens, Corvid Feathers, Deer Remains, Lost, Then Found and Skulls &amp; Bones
DISCLAIMER: If you decide to reblog any of my roadkill pictures please keep all of the relevant information (i.e., name, title and Flickr link) with the image. (Why?)

Aug 13th, 2012: A Morning’s Work, by Ms. Graveyard Dirt

Last week’s foraging work was wiped out by a plague; Italics’s mother dragged something into the house, and it wasn’t long before he, she and his father were congested, coughing and achy. I miraculously staved off catching summer death thanks to Italics obsessively disinfecting communal surfaces - remote controls, fridge handles, etc. - as I sucked on raw garlic clove after raw garlic clove until portions of my mouth began to peel (my skin’s ridiculously sensitive).

By the time he recovered enough to hit some local hedges’n’forests over a week had past since our last outing. As if we didn’t already feel the burn of lost time, this area was scheduled for a week of fucking rain which meant we had no choice but to hit as many locations as possible before the weather turned.

Under fast-rollin’, low-ridin’ clouds we wove our way through familiar beeches, birches and pines, our bowed heads occasionally anointed by errant drops of rain as we searched for the yellow-orange-gold of chanterelles (Cantharellus cibarius) and the white-speckled tops of the Christmas-coloured fly agaric (Amanita muscaria) while picking up scattered remains of the Lost, Then Found.

See also: A Morning’s Work, Basket of Chanterelles, Christmas-Coloured Entheogens, Corvid Feathers, Deer Remains, Lost, Then Found and Skulls & Bones

DISCLAIMER: If you decide to reblog any of my roadkill pictures please keep all of the relevant information (i.e., name, title and Flickr link) with the image. (Why?)

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Bronze Chicken Claw Pendant, by mrd74 (via Etsy)
This chicken claw pendant was cast from a real chicken toe and every tiny detail has been replicated in polished bronze.
Chicken feet have been used in high occult magic, voodoo and Santeria for many purposes. Two noted uses are for hanging over an altar or sacred space for protection and safety. It can also be hung over a door or entry way for the same purpose.
In offensive magic it can be symbolically used for the &#8220;scratching&#8221; of the vision, hearing and speech of ones actions not desired! It has been used for centuries as both a protection in defensive magic and as a magical weapon in offensive magic.

Bronze Chicken Claw Pendant, by mrd74 (via Etsy)

This chicken claw pendant was cast from a real chicken toe and every tiny detail has been replicated in polished bronze.

Chicken feet have been used in high occult magic, voodoo and Santeria for many purposes. Two noted uses are for hanging over an altar or sacred space for protection and safety. It can also be hung over a door or entry way for the same purpose.

In offensive magic it can be symbolically used for the “scratching” of the vision, hearing and speech of ones actions not desired! It has been used for centuries as both a protection in defensive magic and as a magical weapon in offensive magic.

The Harpies & Celaeno, Jos Cabrera.

(Source: hintsofsexualtension)

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