My Interpretation Of Gryla

These photos of me doused in pig's blood were taken a few years ago, but after spending much of today being engrossed in the art of Gryla, I thought to myself 'hang the fuck on, I represented her quite bloody well at one point, if I may say so myself...' So here they are. Photos:… Continue reading My Interpretation Of Gryla

Art Of Gryla

My first encounter with the Icelandic, child eating giantess Gryla was in 2010 when I wrote a poem about her. The second encounter was a year later, on a street in Akureyri, a city in northern Iceland. She was there with her husband Leppaludi. While most people think she's quite the hideous monster, I found… Continue reading Art Of Gryla