by Dame Darcy, November 21, 2008 9:30 AM
I love all the great self-made music, art, and fashion I see everyone doing nowadays. I love that anyone from anywhere can create their own world on the internet, that others can see them, and that they have an escape.
The lame-ass stuff that poses as feminism is the worst; it's more of the same schlock, like new Britney wannabes and Bratz dolls and all that crap.
That's why, after Gasoline, my next graphic novels are for the ladies: The Handbook for Hot Witches (a field guide for the deflowered) and The Excorsisters, for teens and tweens. Both address hard-core issues we ladies face today. When I saw Mad Max as a kid, I thought, "After the apocalypse, women aren't just going to ride around on the back of motorcycles and get raped. They will start their own communities and protect themselves with a system of pulleys attached to knives or something, and live in a beautiful coral-pink tower." Anyway, Gasoline is about what women and communities would really do. And what we all should aspire to do now: live sustainably and consciously. Bend not break.
Thank you, Her Holiness the Black Madonna. I love you. She was there when the witches were burned, she was there when the people were made slaves, and she is here now to help and free those who look to her. She has seen the darkest places, and she went through the blackness until it couldn't get darker, and turned to light. That's why her eyes shine with the brightest
by Dame Darcy, November 20, 2008 10:19 AM
I've been reading Albert Bates's The Post-Petroleum Survival Guide and Cookbook
, which is a survival guide in a "post-petroleum" world, which is the PC way of saying "apocalypse." I am not prepared. Are you? I need to learn how to can. Can I can? That's the question. Seems like a complicated scientific process, but I'm intrigued by this and making soap. I read one can make it from ashes.
Also, how does a modern-day damsel get prepared in an apartment eight stories up? All the books I read don't apply to extremely urban environments like where I live.
If anything goes down tomorrow in NYC, each individual of the eight-million populace is going to be standing as their own 24-hour armed corn-guard over the one stalk they grew through a crack in the concrete.
My solo art shows for Gasoline are up now at the Sloan Fine Art gallery in NYC and the Bert Green gallery in L.A. Fine art is a one-of-a-kind thing where I think images should portray an atmosphere and take you into another feeling and place. Paintings and fine art (once you are precious and respected) can sell for so much money, it's over the top. Books don't usually have the same effect unless you are selling so many copies you are the next Da Vinci Code in the airport bookstore and everything. However, books can go all over the world and win the attention of vast amounts of people who are then interested in the illustrations... as fine art. This can be a wonderful symbiotic relationship.
If I weren't a good artist, I think I would have died in school, because I struggled and was so frustrated, but all the teachers and everyone in my whole life have cut me breaks because I have a skill most people don't have, which compensates for my lack of skill in the things most people do.
Also, I think this makes me more intuitive than others because I have to figure out things with psychic ability when others use logic.
I live in a special
by Dame Darcy, November 19, 2008 9:59 AM
I heart Nostradamus. Everything he says comes true. You should look up the Prophecies of Nostradamus
1979 documentary on YouTube. He predicted two disasters I witnessed: the day San Francisco fell down during an earthquake, and 9-11.
Anyway, he says all kinds of wacky stuff is going to happen now; here are some key points: a woman president will reign in the U.S. during 2012. With the latest election, draw your own conclusions. I say no more.
The price of a loaf of bread will be so high, human kind will turn to cannibalism. Did he mean literally? Because if I have to stop being a vegetarian I'd rather eat a gothic Lolita girl who only feeds on doll cake. Wait a minute... I just described myself. Might as well just go out and get a roasted-chicken-on-a-platter suit, because soon everyone will be seeing me like Wile E. Coyote sees the Road Runner. But fiddle dee dee. This cannibalism thing would never affect me. I'll be living in a castle by the Black Sea or something; money won't matter there.
The last and final thing that he said goes down after everything is disassembled and the world war that lasts for 27 years ends (we're at seven years now ? 20 to go) is that the human race will live in peace for a thousand years.
I think this is when a portal comes through the invention of the time machine and the Atlantians walk among us speaking and doing things through telekinesis. Witches will thrive in this new environment because they can turn the power of their gift up instead of have to hide it so as not to be persecuted like now.
Studying Buddhism has freed me from so many problems and given me strength. I am taking the messages I learned through this philosophy and applying them to techniques of witchcraft to accomplish what I do. WITCHES NOT BITCHES!!!! FROCKS NOT JOCKS! I AM THE CRACKER ATTACKER! After the apocalypse, when their money and power doesn't matter, us witches are just going to laugh and
by Dame Darcy, November 18, 2008 11:24 AM
Chinatown, NYC. After the sight of the fly in the bathroom, I couldn't stop crying. It was giant, black, and bulbous, and looked like a flying cancerous spider. My neighbors cook dogs. I know because the smell smells like if dogs were burning. The flies from Chinatown get this dog meat, too, from the trash, but it's mixed with battery acid or something and makes them mutate. It's not from hell that these demons come; they are locals.
I always get what I wish for, and sometimes it comes with consequences and responsibilities I don't expect, which tarnishes the glory of the initial wish.
I feel like the first part of my career in my 20s was to establish myself as an artist, and that the part of my career I'm in now is to use that to serve a higher purpose. I realize now that what I was once doing only for myself to survive had to happen for the building block of what I'm doing today to serve the community, the Goddess, and the planet.
I'm doing graphic novels, and the Gasoline book and movie to help guide myself and others through the apocalypse, and to help the environment. I also am doing a self-help book/TV series for teens (The Excorsisters) to help troubled teens, particularly girls, through tough issues like body image, cutting and angst management, drug abuse, sex, politics, and a woman's role in a sick patriarchy. I'm doing both Gasoline and The Excorsisters at the same time, with art and music, and making it look cool to do the right thing. It is a learning process for me as well. I now feel like I am being guided and have put my life/fate in the hands of a higher power.
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I'll be signing copies of Gasoline at Counter Media (927 SW Oak St, Portland, OR, nearby Powell's City of Books) on Thursday, December 18th.
Hope to see you
by Dame Darcy, November 17, 2008 10:41 AM
I always feel that life is sending me signals and codes to decipher. Fairytales are intrinsically like this, and I often times feel, when relaying my life, that it sounds like a fairytale. When I look at humanity, it has all the archetypes, witches, and magical people, faeries, trolls, and evil men, lazy and incompetent people, and heroes.
Drawing from the messages sent to me in my dreams, and from the real-life people in my everyday existence, I make them into scenarios that everyone can relate to and draw their own conclusions from. Fairytales tell the facts by leading people to make their own conclusions. People should have the freedom to interpret stories in their own way. My next book and movie, Gasoline, is a political and environmental statement in the thin guise of a rock 'n' roll fairytale.
NYC is my home, but somewhere in my bones is the spirit of my great-grandmother, whom I've been thinking of all the time lately. She supported her husband and child during the great depression by riding her horse through the cold mountain passes of Idaho with a shotgun to ward off weird guys who would try creepy things when she was on her way to teach at the school. I wonder if she would think my life situation is difficult and claustrophobic, or if she would think I'm being a sissy and that this life I lead is soft. There's a store near my place in Chinatown called 99 Cent B.J. I kid you not. I wonder what my grandma would