Melted Zipper

Join the undead with this tribute to the death's head

Bone of my bone. Blood of my blood. This art was created with the intent to connect and honor ancestors known and unknown. How can we be at peace with ourselves if we refuse to be at peace with who and where we come from? Acknowledging the past can help to understand the present. This art print can be placed on an altar, sacred space, or in the home as a reminder of loves one past and present, known and unknown.

My Body My Choice

Santa Muerte, Holy Queen of Death, there is no plac you do not knjow, no door way you cannot cross, and no thing you cannot touch. Please keep me safe beneath your cloak and secure behind your scythe. For now and forever So it is.

The wheel has turned once more, the first harvest is at our door giving us abundanc plenty. Our dying sun begins to fade as the goddess bears the fruit they made. The sun will journey back to Earth in the endless cycle of life, death, and rebirth.

When witches go riding and black cats are seen the moon laughs and whispers 'tis near Halloween

I am your rage; I have come to show you what you truly need; I have come to show you where your power lies; I have come to reveal the passion that lives within you. - Robert Brumet

Love out loud. #pride

"The Revolution introduced me to art, and in turn art introduced me to the Revolution." Start your own revolution with this nod to 80s horror!

Hail Seitan. Go vegan.

No gods. No masters. I am my own God.