Remembering my Dirty Southern Adventures.*

just reminiscing on past travels...it's summertime again, which means it's time to travel back to my southern roots...moonshine, national forests, swamps, ghosts, voodoo, haunted mausoleums, gothic cemetaries....dreams do come true.*

Our Mystical Journey in Joshua Tree.*

we took a group trip to joshua tree about 2 summers ago...it's the closest you can get to the landscape im currently craving while still in california...grainy film to match the grainy sand....riding together on the same wave in between the ancient rocks....*

Gypsies, Oracles, Palmistry, Diviniation, Dada Landscapes, and Acid for $1.00.*

just some of my favorites from the past week's tumblr extravaganza at beastly oracle, my other oracle of beasts. (everything is linked but it seems there is some confusion about clicking the links to the right. all of my sites are linked here so check it so i don't have to repeat upon recent requests! thanks, dudes.)*

Satanic Rites of Drugula.*

this is how i feel this morning. bring me nosferatu, witchcults, and ritual cleansings. happy tuesday morning.*
Electric Wizard: Witchcult Today: Satanic Rites of Drugula.

Cosmo Nuveau: The Art of Mark Warren Jacques.*

my super knowledgeable homegurl at rabiecrepes turned me onto this amazing "Artist/Optimistic Amateur Philosopher" from ohio. he works in portland and san fransisco, and his work is incredible. check him out at markwarrenjacques for lots more trippy love visuals and info.*

the acid bath.*

finally, i got my film back from the fourth of july madness (only 4 months later).... natives hunting in the wild... check us out as we check out the before and after in foreign curiosity... and the hippie candy and rainbow jacuzzi madness made it all whirl around us in a holographic melange of perfect naturalism.*





















and the rainbow whirlpool itself, once again....

Portrait in Summer, 2010.*

ian took this beautiful picture of me on the res on the 5th of july, the day after the glorious celebration. i rather like it. no sleep, no makeup, no clothes, no problem.*

Art, Crack Rocks, and Dead Turkeys.*

i need to develop my film this week of our great adventure on the res, but until then, we shall use ian and kali's. the adventure began with a dead turkey and some timothy leary-inspired paper. the next day: burned out, no sleep, but so worth it. sitting on the stairs of the crackspot in downtown san diego. its residents were surprisingly cordial. then, me at the recent kelsey brookes, kime buzzeli, and albery reyes show at new image art gallery. good stuff. for more, check out
new image art.*