This Saturday, I’m taking part in an event celebrating the life and work of Kenneth Grant (1924-2011), one of the most influential English magicians of the 20th Century. Nine of my Alien Botany pieces will be displayed alongside Sean Woodward, Hagen von Tulien, and Dana Fox, in a special viewing, which will begin at 7:30 PM.Read More
Saturday marked the eve of my first London exhibition. Just one day after a mind-zapping blood moon eclipse, eight artists gathered in the winding crypt at St Pancras to share their work in a spectrally atmospheric environment.
In addition to this being my first London show, this was the first time in the years I've been developing Alien Botany, that I've exhibited it as one body of work. The setting couldn't have been better, with centuries-old brick and moulting paint subtly complementing the shades of cream and red in my pieces.
The crypt has a sense of silence, too, that seemed to stick around even when it filled with echoing voices and laughter. Despite the night's electric atmosphere, I felt my work was truly seen.
This was a uniquely gratifying way to present this series visually: within three airy archways in the crypt's central row, which allowed viewers to get close and take time. That feeling of silence let me describe what I've been working on without having to raise my voice too much, or to contend for the listener's focus.
It was a true delight to be able to introduce my work in Europe in this manner, and to be able to have so many stimulating conversations all in one night. My hat's off to The Hellfire Club, who sponsored the event, for bringing everything and everyone together amidst significant cosmic activity - it was an objectively unforgettable evening, as well as a personal milestone for me.
With that, I'm packing a suitcase and setting off on a birthday escapade to the British wilderness for a reset and a much-needed digital detox. A massive thanks to everyone who came to the exhibit!
Until The Future,
Please join me in the depths of the historic Saint Pancras crypt on July 28th, where Alien Botany is part of an eight-artist exhibition. It's my first time showing in London, my new home, and the reception happens to be three days before my birthday, so it feels extra momentous. I will be in attendance, and both prints and original art will be available for purchase.
This one-night showcase will feature the work of artists working with diverse and often subversive esoteric currents, alchemical processes, alien parasites, conjured spirits, and the manifestation of the forces of light and darkness.
I hope your curiosity is piqued!
Saturday 28th July 2018 from 7pm
The Crypt Gallery
St Pancras Church
Until The Future,
A peek at some of my inventory for the Dark Arts Fayre this Sunday, where I'll be debuting new prints and my colourful new Spring Flowers greeting card on deckle-edged, cold-press paper.
Materialise between 12 and 6PM to see all manner of indie artstuffs, hear live music, and get your hot little mitts on my fine giclee prints, greeting cards, and more at special fayre prices.
Though this year has been mostly dedicated to settling into London life and exploring my surroundings, being part of this project has been a professional highlight, doubly so since I finally held this substantial tome in my hands.
Between the heavy hard cover with shiny spot-gloss embellishments, all the gorgeous art, and an afterword by John Carpenter himself, it's a hefty accomplishment by the Printed in Blood publishing team.
Meeting so many excellent artists and fellow horror film enthusiasts was a treat, as was finally shaking hands with Steve Hoveke after a year's worth of email interaction. The fans were a lovely bunch, as was everyone at Forbidden Planet, where I have to return very soon for proper browsing. I did manage to swoop up Hiroshi Unno's The Art of Decadence on my way out.
Sartorial homage to The Thing's frosty landscape was paid with an oversized furry hat, but my attempts to get everyone to dress in Antarctica chic didn't quite pan out, with one notable exception: Scott Woolston's impressive parka.
Sometimes, a great horror film gets under your skin and multiples – The Thing has been worth every goosebump all along, but now it's really part of me.
Until the Future,
A little video snippet of the signing: