If you were born in the 80's you should remember watching the Moomins, and you ought to remember one of the show's best and most disturbing characters, The Groke (or in Swedish, Mårran. Morra means to growl; or to grumble). I can still remember my little heart rate increasing when she made he first appearance … Continue reading Moomintroll And The Groke
I haven't spent much time on Etsy this year, but one of the discoveries I (thankfully) made on one of my brief visits was Dark Crosses, a store providing 'Counted cross-stitch charts with a darker twist.' Based in York, England Dark Crosses is run by Jacob de Graaf, a Netherlands native who moved to York … Continue reading Shopping In The Dark : Dark Crosses
January, where oh fucking where did you go? Last time I blinked it was mid-December. Things were a little bit quiet over here for the first month of 2017. Much quieter than I would have liked, to be honest. Long timers will know I like to keep it busy. But I'm going to give January … Continue reading It Was A Wyrd January
A shot from this morning when I captured my beautiful friend and muse @erzabethbathory with her familiar Boney. In the event that I've whetted your appetite, you can find more of my photography at my website here. In case you need some other obscure stuff filling up your feed, I'm also on Instagram.
I featured the beautifully unusual art of photographer Jason. W. Blake back in 2016 during my 365 Days of Dark Art series. But it's been a while since I've caught up with what he's been doing. And how bloody stupid that was... Thankfully, Haute Macabre featured a post on his work the other day, and … Continue reading Intriguing Instas : Jason. W. Blake
Oh my goodness if feels so good to sit down and write here. I've been aching for my blog for days now, and have felt so fucking forlorn when I've needed to go to bed without sharing. But I'm here now and can breathe a little bit easier. This little project of mine went much … Continue reading Stitching In The Dark : A Week Of Swedish Words
I was excited when I woke up this morning, excited A: because there was snow outside (but also great stretches of ice which made walking to school a bitch). B: Because I had SFI and I am loving learning Swedish for real. And C: because after my SFI class I would be heading down the … Continue reading Stitching In The Dark : A Week Of Swedish Words