Category — Having Tea with Spirits

 

I’m beside myself. I am holding in my hand a postcard #hplovecraft sent #clarkashtonsmith discussing #dreamquestofunknownkadath and his frustration over it. He always finished what he started before hitting the next story project. It’s so tiny… #finishwhatyoustarted #howardphillipslovecraft #postcards

I’m beside myself. I am holding in my hand a postcard #hplovecraft sent #clarkashtonsmith discussing #dreamquestofunknownkadath and his frustration over it. He always finished what he started before hitting the next story project. It’s so tiny... #finishwhatyoustarted #howardphillipslovecraft #postcards

September 4, 2019   No Comments

 

Presenter Profile: Mani C. Price Mani C. Price is a NYC visionary artist exploring women’s sexual empowerment, and the idea of the divine feminine. Her women are not dainty little orchids to be looked at. They are Queens, Warriors, Heroines, and Femme Fatales. Rulers in their element. Art and magick are her passions.In her classes, she teaches students to create bodies of work to help manifest their desires utilizing art and magic. She currently works from her beautiful estate in the Bronx. Her works, from paintings to animated films and shorts, have been featured internationally in various galleries, shows, events, e-zines, festivals, and more. When not creating new art for her online store or on commission, She loves to do tarot readings, Reiki, crystal ball gazing and crystal healing and rant on her blogPresenting:H.P. Lovecraft Fact vs MythosThursday Aug 8th 1pm​Talismanic Creation in the Solomonic TraditionFriday Aug 9th 1pmFor more information visit www.SalemSummerSymposium.com#salemevents #salem #salemmassachusetts #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #occult #occultism #occultart #pagan #paganism

Presenter Profile: Mani C. Price Mani C. Price is a NYC visionary artist exploring women’s sexual empowerment, and the idea of the divine feminine. Her women are not dainty little orchids to be looked at. They are Queens, Warriors, Heroines, and Femme Fatales. Rulers in their element. Art and magick are her passions.In her classes, she teaches students to create bodies of work to help manifest their desires utilizing art and magic. She currently works from her beautiful estate in the Bronx. Her works, from paintings to animated films and shorts, have been featured internationally in various galleries, shows, events, e-zines, festivals, and more. When not creating new art for her online store or on commission, She loves to do tarot readings, Reiki, crystal ball gazing and crystal healing and rant on her blogPresenting:H.P. Lovecraft Fact vs MythosThursday Aug 8th 1pm​Talismanic Creation in the Solomonic TraditionFriday Aug 9th 1pmFor more information visit www.SalemSummerSymposium.com#salemevents #salem #salemmassachusetts #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #occult #occultism #occultart #pagan #paganism

August 10, 2019   No Comments

 

#Repost from @salemsymposium. Tonight was truly a blessing.Thank you to all of our performers and attendees at AntiLux this evening.Tomorrow be sure to join us for another day of lectures and workshops as well as the Black Cat Cabaret and the Mercato Delle Streghe Witches Market at the @hawthornehotel #salem #salemevents #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #witchhouse

#Repost from @salemsymposium. Tonight was truly a blessing.Thank you to all of our performers and attendees at AntiLux this evening.Tomorrow be sure to join us for another day of lectures and workshops as well as the Black Cat Cabaret and the Mercato Delle Streghe Witches Market at the @hawthornehotel #salem #salemevents #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #witchhouse

August 10, 2019   No Comments

 

#Repost from @salemsymposium. Presenter Profile: Mani C. Price @manitheuncanny Mani C. Price is a NYC visionary artist exploring women’s sexual empowerment, and the idea of the divine feminine. Her women are not dainty little orchids to be looked at. They are Queens, Warriors, Heroines, and Femme Fatales. Rulers in their element. Art and magick are her passions.In her classes, she teaches students to create bodies of work to help manifest their desires utilizing art and magic. She currently works from her beautiful estate in the Bronx. Her works, from paintings to animated films and shorts, have been featured internationally in various galleries, shows, events, e-zines, festivals, and more. When not creating new art for her online store or on commission, She loves to do tarot readings, Reiki, crystal ball gazing and crystal healing and rant on her blogPresenting:H.P. Lovecraft Fact vs MythosThursday Aug 8th 1pm​Talismanic Creation in the Solomonic TraditionFriday Aug 9th 1pmFor more information visit www.SalemSummerSymposium.com#salemevents #salem #salemmassachusetts #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #occult #occultism #occultart #pagan #paganism #hplovecraft #lovecraft #howardphillipslovecraft #hplovecraftsnecronomicon #necronomicon #solomonicmagick

#Repost from @salemsymposium. Presenter Profile: Mani C. Price @manitheuncanny Mani C. Price is a NYC visionary artist exploring women’s sexual empowerment, and the idea of the divine feminine. Her women are not dainty little orchids to be looked at. They are Queens, Warriors, Heroines, and Femme Fatales. Rulers in their element. Art and magick are her passions.In her classes, she teaches students to create bodies of work to help manifest their desires utilizing art and magic. She currently works from her beautiful estate in the Bronx. Her works, from paintings to animated films and shorts, have been featured internationally in various galleries, shows, events, e-zines, festivals, and more. When not creating new art for her online store or on commission, She loves to do tarot readings, Reiki, crystal ball gazing and crystal healing and rant on her blogPresenting:H.P. Lovecraft Fact vs MythosThursday Aug 8th 1pm​Talismanic Creation in the Solomonic TraditionFriday Aug 9th 1pmFor more information visit www.SalemSummerSymposium.com#salemevents #salem #salemmassachusetts #salemsummersymposium #witch #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #occult #occultism #occultart #pagan #paganism #hplovecraft #lovecraft #howardphillipslovecraft #hplovecraftsnecronomicon #necronomicon #solomonicmagick

August 4, 2019   No Comments

 

Writing up classes and presentations for @salemsymposium ?️Taking a break to sketch in notebook Send coffee ️ #blackink #dapper #gayboy #fountainpen #fountainpenaddict #fountainpendrawing #portrait #sketchbook #sketching #inkdrawing #petshopboys #opportunities #lyrics #songs

Writing up classes and presentations for @salemsymposium ?️Taking a break to sketch in notebook  Send coffee ️ #blackink #dapper #gayboy #fountainpen #fountainpenaddict #fountainpendrawing #portrait #sketchbook #sketching #inkdrawing #petshopboys #opportunities #lyrics #songs

July 15, 2019   No Comments

 

Bitter Ends, Sweet Beginnings

What do I say after all this time? Against the roaring winds of eons past?

Trying to find time to blog has been trying. If you didn’t know by now or are just tuning in, my family earlier this year had been dealt a sudden blow with the death of our mother. Most of my creative outlets just before the news were greatly depleted and in much need of refilling the well. I got hit with Con-crud (then another disease) during the 2018 holiday season, which forced my hand to take a mandatory break. This year, stress from domestic affairs, death, family, legal, creative, etc. opened me and my husband to pneumonia (a week in the ER for him). I am trying to do a laundry list of things since a) no one else is gonna do it, b) it has to get done, c) deadlines and d) being busy and productive keeps the mind from wandering to dark places. Self-love and care are the main focus but still feel like a distant goal. After 11 years, I am seeing a therapist to deal with the grieving process. It has surprisingly helped immensely to understand and digest everything going on with my emotions, even how they affect my physical well being at this time. My confidence over my physical appearance is at an all-time low. Honestly, I feel like I make Medusa look beautiful. Things on and offline (sex & beauty-wise) trigger my insecurities. Bigger breasts, smaller waist, wrinkles, greying hair are thoughts that bother me now. I feel inadequate. Unworthy of sex, love, friends, etc. I find myself buried in work to escape these thoughts.

I’ve been told in the past it’s not in a blogger’s best interest to be “too honest” or open with everything that’s going on in your life since it would put off potential clients or make you look like a hot mess. That to admit setbacks of any sort makes you look like you don’t know what you are doing. That you are not in control (despite the open secret / fact that everyone is in the same boat). That you are somehow not credible. Watching occult business owners go at it with each other online for various reasons grants the example of: “A magician or witch who doesn’t have their shit together is clearly blah, blah, blah…” is a common one I hear. For me, that’s like saying I’m not a good artist, another occupation based on the eye of the beholder (style, technique, genre, demographics, questions of taste coming into play, etc.). Just because I’m not rich, famous or well off on my work by whatever imaginary bar the other person sets, my work has no merit. Across the board, no matter what profession you are in, that kind of thinking is toxic and has to stop. Results may vary. Like a painting. Some are great. Others not so much. Factors are always in play. Over a period of time, you hope a history or rapport develops with your clients based on those best possible results. That the work speaks for itself. You hope. It’s not always the case. To each their own. But I digress.

zI am not ashamed to admit I was experiencing creative burnout last year. Like any other emotion such as fear, anger, jealousy, or melancholy, it lets you know there’s something very wrong and you need to address it. To take a step back and a much-needed break. We don’t though because we’ve bought into the modern societal kool-aid – the cult of busy. If we’re not productive or killing ourselves continuously, somehow we have no intrinsic societal value. Afraid that if we stop, our financial means of survival will end abruptly. Spiritual burnout hit me two years before. I questioned everything. I questioned what I was doing with my life, my work, my artistic compass; things that once gave me pleasure caused me great pain to think about. I questioned my faith and what I fundamentally believed in. Some days imposter syndrome hit me really hard. So what do I do? I make lists. To-Do lists, appointments on calendars, mail, packages to emails posts so I don’t forget or set up. It forces me to get back on the horse. To try, try, try again. It’s annoying but effective. Seeing things crossed off your lists gives you a sense of accomplishment – momentum to move forward. It’s how I was able to save money, start traveling across local east coast conventions when before it seemed impossible, create an original comic from nothing, do a kickstarter, create a business, buy a co-op … you get the idea. Before you know it, you’ll find yourself looking back on a bunch of accomplishments wondering, “Wait a minute, when did I find time to do all this?”

My thanks to all of you who have stuck with me so far. Ultimately it’s the support of my fans and patrons that helps keep me going. I need a break right now to rest and recharge, but I guarantee I will be back up and running before you know it!

June 6, 2019   No Comments

 

Found my mom @jackytheoriginalsadgirl in a local NYC news paper dated 1982 (year before I was born). Then I wonder why (and what I am doing) artistically with my life. ?‍♀️?‍♀️ #fml #wtf #momlife #artistmom #painting #ceramics #ceramicsculpture #peggy #freddieawards #ceramicsaward #paintingfigures #glazing #drybrushing #paintingceramics #duncanpaints #throwbackthursday #tbt #missyoumom

Found my mom @jackytheoriginalsadgirl in a local NYC news paper dated 1982 (year before I was born). Then I wonder why (and what I am doing)  artistically with my life. ?‍♀️?‍♀️ #fml #wtf #momlife #artistmom #painting #ceramics #ceramicsculpture #peggy #freddieawards #ceramicsaward  #paintingfigures #glazing #drybrushing #paintingceramics  #duncanpaints #throwbackthursday #tbt #missyoumom

May 23, 2019   No Comments

 

Fickle Bitch NecroRomances

I have been thinking… a lot. Mostly the kind that makes you go into a downward spiral of self doubt. Yet somehow I manage to pull my sorry ass out each time. It either involves family or friends to taking adventuresome risks to convince me. Art is always the greatest therapy. For a period of time I couldn’t write. I felt unworthy. Inadequate. Far from scholarly and had no base of credibility to stand on.

Why would anyone listen to me? A friend even told me, “oh you’re not a writer; you’re just an artist.” Listening or reading to everyone in the spiritual and occult community tear each other apart over this, that and the other drained me. I couldn’t take it anymore. So I left. I wanted to write but I felt blocked. I had so much to say but felt constipated with grief. Misha and Jake were supportive. Jake urged me to do it anyway and “not let the stuffed shirts” bother me.

A certain well known occult author came out with his book recently. When I read it, I cried. There was some personal information I had told him, rewritten to seem as if it was about him. How could someone I trusted use my origin story for their own (and more)? Born in thunder and rain? Fuck you! My mother told me that story. I was born during a Diana Ross concert (link here) on July 21, 1983 at 5:49pm EST. This was just another reason to disappear. Sulking like a teenager in her room listening to vinyls and staring at the ceiling isn’t an option when you’re a mom. Vincent’s (my son’s) love has been so delicious. I cannot conceive a world without him now.

So I did what Maddie and Jake told me. I submitted something to Hadean Press. I am excited to announce the painting “Typhon” will be gracing the inside cover of Conjure Codex Issue 3! Looking forward to receiving my copy of the issue. Issues I’m told are being shipped out as of March 23rd. I am currently working on an article for the Gold Codex coming out 2018-19. Already submitted related artwork. Fingers crossed!

I also did something slightly a bit out of my element. I event coordinated a drink & draw at the Lovecraft Bar NYC for the Death-versary of HPL. If it wasn’t for my friends, it would have been a total disaster. The blizzard threw everyone off and we had to reschedule everything. All in all, it was an amazing night. I am still editing the footage for promo and hope to use it to push a new wonderful artistic community here in NYC. Have so many ideas. Wish I could tell you. You’ll just have to wait!

 

 

 

March 24, 2017   No Comments

 

Uninspired and Burnt Out (on my birthday)

Lately I haven’t been feeling quite myself. I have been in a spiritual funk. Between the world going topsy turvy and personal friendships going to hell in a hand basket, I wonder why I even bother to do anything anymore. I wonder if I’m making a difference in the world. Am I being successful? What does that even mean? Am I bringing beauty into the world? What defines us? What legacy will I leave behind? What am I teaching my son?

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This has been the weirdest week ever. My son was recently baptized in the Roman Catholic Church. He will probably be one of the last in his generation considering how things are going for the Church. Hell! He’s probably the last generation that’ll ever go through Saint Benedict Joseph’s doors. The event made my family more than happy. It made the family feel whole and complete again just like the good old days when we had huge parties like this all the time. I still can’t believe I am a mother now.

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I recently met on twitter this other occultist who seems legit. He is definitely challenging the way I look at things. The conversations we’ve been having seem to fill a void. An answer to the stagnant decay within. It’s been ages since I spoke of philosophy and art history to anyone. It was refreshing but then everything slowly spiraled into obsession. I realize I have been dumbing myself down for years. I didn’t want to hurt those around me or bore people to death. I continue to dishonor myself with polite ideologies and systematic societal programing. It’s slowly killing me having to conform to anything. I need to rebel. The standard of anything is not enough for me. i want more. I require more. I require perfection.

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I had a wonderful momentum in previous months creating and launching content for my site. I’m truly proud of the work I have been doing and accomplishing. July has always been a month of vacation and rest for everyone. I should know this by now. I can’t help but complain. I’m a workaholic after all. I long for the beach though. I miss swimming in the ocean and falling asleep on the sand. It’s been far too long.

This weekend, I will sneak away and jump in the car. I don’t care where the road takes me. I just want to ride, smoke a cig while drinking coffee listening to classic rock on the radio. I want to dance like I used to and strip down to my skin letting the sun caress me like a lover.

Next month I’ll be working like crazy but right now…I get to be busy doing nothing.

July 21, 2016   No Comments

 

Necromancy: Rite of Helios – Shadowmancy Revisited Part 1c

When I got home, baby and hubby greeted me with kisses. I put down my stuff and took another shower to get sweat off me. It felt great. Jason then proceeded to tell me he heard on the news that this particular Summer Solstice is a record breaking hot one. He was surprised I was out there from 12:45pm to 2:23pm directly under the midday sun. Around 6pm Jason left to go get groceries and stuff. I decided once the baby was asleep to start writing my findings.

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Then this brain dump happened as I was typing:

 

light cannot exist without darkness

darkness cannot exist without light

so the lord spoke

praise unto atum ra in the third heaven

light vision voice clarity burning piercing hot dry serenity peace

your shadow will cling to you until end of days

all shall return to the land of shadows where their forefathers dwell

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i am the voice that shot through all existence like a bang separating the waters

he who knows me shall have no fear

ask of me what you will and it will be granted

i am the giver of life

i am the one who makes the barren women wombs quicken with life

i am ray

the beacon

come to me all you children

i know all who i see with the touch of my ray (light)

shine radiate expand

i NN solemnly swear by this oath i make upon this hour to the lord most high to be the priest/tess of light. the giver and keeper of the mysteries.

it is with this solemn oath i bequeath to you the knowledge and power over the spirits of light and dark. when you speak the word, when you speak the names, i shall come and obey. now command thy spirit. command thy shadow with booming voice to obey and serve you.

raise your right hand out. look at it. notice the light on the surface. notice the shadow that clings to you. this is true shadow. the other is false. a projection.

what does it mean to be a priest/tess of the sun?

power and understanding over nature

power and understanding over man’s nature

exorcism of strange spirits from a place

vision of the sun

things that did not grow with you will now grow

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What the hell was that? I realized too late that at that moment the rite was not a spell or an operation. It was an initiation into the mysteries and shadowmancy was just one of the things that could be performed out of it. This was a rite of passage for someone entering the priesthood.

Oops…

I don’t know why it took another six hours for Helios to get back to me or why such a long delay before receiving the transmission. I don’t know if it was me blocking myself, people being around, or what. I do know that it takes light to travel 8 to 20 minutes from the sun to earth. This is my only explanation (and probably a poor one) that I can think of thus far.

I remember asking Helios why he responded, even after I got so many things wrong, like the names and so on. I got the feeling from him that what was important was that I had TRIED. I had put in the effort. I thought, “Surely I can’t have been the only one to try this in the last few hundred years!” The reply was as immediate as it was oddly specific: “Only five, and three were translators.” I was the sixth. I have no way of confirming this of course. Could there really have been so few people to make the attempt?

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Looking through my books on myths, history, occult, etc. I was searching for an answer. Any idea really to what happened. I think I found a partial answer. There’s an ancient Egyptian myth about Atum-Ra having a sister-wife consort named Iusaaset. She was the grandmother of the gods. She is described as a goddess of darkness, his shadow and right hand. She was described by the New Kingdom as the eye of Ra. Is that perhaps who I was able to reach? Did I accidentally become a priestess of Iusaaset? We may never know for sure, but it will be interesting to try and find out.

 

July 6, 2016   No Comments