Penetrating Art Review

I know I always say this, but this is one of the best reviews my works have ever received.

“No tickling here. Full on penetration to the subconscious bringing to the surface all those thoughts that were made submissive. Passionate work, creative and detailed, mind-altering and intriguing.”

Put it in the art!

When something makes me mad enough to rant, a friend, mentor, and artistic colleague Julian Greigh tells me, “Put it in the art!”
‘Tis sound advice.
I know of someone who’s been slandering my family for over twenty years. In my current story, his avatar get’s punched so hard by a super-heroine that he flies off over the horizon. (Yes, there’s a bit of dream logic involved.)

A Writer’s Shame

While working on my next twisted tale, I just misspelled something.
Okay, it happens, but the word was “inarticulate.”
I am so ashamed.

Just now, posting my shame, I misspelled “misspelled.”
I say that I really do know how to spell these things, and Spell Check replies, “Yeah. Right.”

In sooth, this happens all the time for the same reason that I occasionally stutter.

Happy Bloody Martyr’s Day

…otherwise known as Valentine’s Day, a time to buy decapitated flowers and a mass-produced card from Hallmark for your sweetie. Yay!
Did you make dinner reservations somewhere?
Some did not because they have to work tonight, serving food and drinks to those who did make reservations. So when’s the party for those who don’t get to celebrate tonight?
It’s next weekend, at The Golden Poppy Revue’s first performance ever, “L’Amour!”

Fifty Shades of Red

Safe and Sane or Dangerously Deranged?

My sweetie and I just caught a sneak preview of Fifty Shades of Grey, for what else would an author of twisted fiction/fetish artist and the founder of a burlesque revue do on a weekday night? (Don’t think too hard about that. I wouldn’t tell you if you guessed right anyway.)

For those who’ve somehow hitherto dodged knowledge of 50 Shades, here’s the gist in just one sentence. Anastasia Steele, a naive young virgin just getting out of college, is reeled into a relationship with sadistic business magnate Christian Grey.

It’s been suggested that I should tie promotion of my Crimson Kink paintings to the film adaptation of Fifty Shades of Grey. I find the idea questionable, yet tempting. 

Kitty and Creation

I’ve wrapped this month’s burlesque sideshow performance and have collected my paintings from my latest exhibition. Now it’s time to settle in and weave my next work of dark fantastic fiction.

My kitty Pandora loves to sit on my lap when I’m working. This is not terribly convenient, but I’ve learned to work around her. This morning however, she decided to drape herself across the arm of my dominant hand and turn her rear toward my face. Thankfully, she didn’t quite have her butt in my face, yet her tail tickled my nose. This got me giggling so hard that she climbed down off of me. She’s just turned to look back with an expression that seemed to say that as she views me a furniture, it is my job to stay still for her. She does not want her perch shaking with laughter.

The Undead And The Catwomen

Here’s Nosferatu, the Impaler, a lithe couple Catwomen, and a detective discovering that The Old Gang has gone zombie.

These and other twisted visions will be on exhibit at the Cafe Colonial through the 21st.

Through the Looking-Glass to Wonderland

Curiouser and Curiouser!

Alice, the Mad Hatter, the Cheshire Cat, and new Jabberwock art make up but a fraction of the exhibit hosted through January 21st at the Cafe Colonial!

Time Out in The Corner

Discipline for the wicked!

Here we see two paintings of the living dead. One features zombies, the other depicts Nosferatu, inspired by the silent classic vampire film.

The undead are always up to something naughty, staying up late and biting their playmates, so these little monsters will just have to think about what they’ve done, and sit in the corner at the Cafe Colonial!

Zombies and Succubi at the Cafe Colonial

Ladies and gentlemen, I’m pleased to announce that I have an one-man art exhibit, ranging from depictions of zombies vs. succubi to glimpses through the looking-glass and into Wonderland, all at the Cafe Colonial!
3520 Stockton Blvd. Sacramento, California