New Stockist! Portage Bay Goods

  • Posted on 3rd May 2016,
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New Stockist! Portage Bay Goods

We’re slanging lights in Fremont now – go to the Sunday market and then mosey over to Portage Bay Goods, the cutest little shop you ever did see. Lauren and Shalene are excellent humans, and worked with us to create some custom strands inspired by Fremont, the one of the coolest neighborhoods in the whole wide world.… Read More

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I Was Dreaming, But I Was Awake…

  • Posted on 21st April 2016,
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I Was Dreaming, But I Was Awake…

(the following is a dream relayed to me by a friend; she asked if I would illustrate it – my answer, an emphatic yes!)

…the walls are a light, soft yellow so it was a warm environment. The flames are moving, and as they move there are whispering voices in them, every candle has its own voice.… Read More

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A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

  • Posted on 27th March 2016,
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A Bright Tapestry in the Wicked Depths

Down there, pressure is a bombastic creator. This deep black well is lit with the spray of biophotons. Your periphery is a dim void out of which anything can spring. Snakes of coal, who tempt with spheres of light. Unnatural bodies wrapped around bent spines.… Read More

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Bienvenidos a Purgatorio

  • Posted on 25th March 2016,
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Bienvenidos a Purgatorio

Each being hugging a flotation device, clutching at molecular clouds, symbolic and buoyant. Rising. Falling. Tasting death in the erratic blood, muscles eating red fast as light.… Read More

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Are You Ripe?

  • Posted on 15th March 2016,
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Are You Ripe?

‘I will bury myself in my own imagination and let myself rot, eaten by all the thoughts I once ate. Until only an almost-nothing remains, an infra-thing that whispers between words and speaks to You!’
-L’aura di CristalloRead More

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Fertile Restlessness

  • Posted on 4th March 2016,
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Fertile Restlessness

We watch angels sneak away to snort particles of light. We see their faces brighten into pure volcanoes. We see their wings move like hummingbird whisks as they furtively resume their mandated orbits. For angels can only shirk circumnavigation of the divine for the briefest snap.… Read More

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