We have covered artist/tattooist Scott Move in the past, and we are big supporters of his artistic vision. So we are stoked to hear about the show he has curated, Absence of Light, which opens this Thursday the 11th at The Circle in Soho, London, at 7pm. He has put together an amazing group of UK artists and no doubt it will be a dark and despicably excellent event! Check out the flyer below and represent at 21 Noel Street!
I had friend who owned a hearse. It was how he got around town, in slow, loud and methodical style. One time, he had to drive me to work – I had 20 minutes to get there, it was a 5-minute drive, a no brainer. But he didn’t tell me that his hearse went 15 to 20/km tops. I was late, but I did arrive in a hearse, so my boss forgave me. There is something about these vehicles of death that fascinate us; the last earthly travel of a corpse, before it rests forever in earth. Back in the day, hearses were ornate and richly decorated, demonstrating a certain nobility in death. Especially in South America, where they were often made of carved wood attached to the standard Cadillac or Lincoln body – a huge, plumed and shiny black death carriage – or in Japan where mini-pagodas adorn the backs of hearses in gold splendor. I am a big fan of the 50s models, with their wings and tails and white-walled tires, or the 20s and 30s models with their false curtained windows, ones that the dead never need look out of. In California, you might even see a pimped-out, fully tinted hearse sitting on dubs if you’re lucky. After the jump, Check out a gallery of beautiful and strange funeral coaches!
I have always been into things that are perceived as being on the outside of society. As a young kid, I remember when I first saw a Salvador Dali painting; I could not look away. Ever since then, he has been one of my all time favorite artists. From the outside looking in, Dali always represented what it meant to just be yourself and create what you want from your heart. This is why Fuck Yeah Dali is our favorite tumblr this moment. After the jump, melt your brain cells and step into Salvador Dali’s mad mad universe of creation!
Thank god I am an Instagramhoor, because if I hadn’t checked it in the spare minute I had I wouldn’t have seen what fucking awesome shit was going down in my hometown of Vancouver today and tomorrow! Nothing is Heavy and Scratch Records are putting on a couple of art and music showcases at Interurban Gallery in the downtown eastside, and not only will you be able to admire the work of infamous artists like Alison Lilly (who put me on to these events), Bonnie Dobbin, Sab Kay, Gam Strudwick and Dena Lazerenko, but you will also be enjoying to extremely dope lineups! Friday features Black Wizard with War Baby, Astrakhan and Wilt, and Saturday features the legendary YOB with Alda and Harrow. Anyone who has toured through Vancouver knows that your audience is 150% with you and would literally bring the house down if their weed smoking wasn’t keeping them in check, so these shows are going to be off the hook. If you are in the vicinity this weekend make sure to head over to Interurban and say hi from CVLT Nation!
My experience with ouija boards is limited to two years of my teenage life. From the age of 14 to 16, I was obsessed with ouija, and I “played” with many different groups of people in many different parents’ basements. We used spirit boards every chance we got, and would use them for hours at a time, or at least until someone very negative and evil got a hold of our planchette. This could happen in minutes or hours, but it happened every time. In the spring of 1994, we wanted to talk to Kurt Cobain, of course. He had just died, and my friends and I (and teenage girls everywhere) spoke to his spirit briefly through the board. He told us that his favorite composition was “About a Girl,” and – I shit you not – the next day my best friend and I heard that song played in several different stores five times throughout the day. That was when I first got into ouija, but most times after that we ended up speaking to Damian or Demon or Demian or D-whatever the evil spirit called itself at the time, thrusting the planchette at one of us, telling us it hated us or her or everyone. One night, my friend and I decided to use ouija, so we made a board (as we always did; only one of my friends actually owned a real one, usually they were cardboard), sat down in her empty house with wine and candles, and within 10 minutes were so scared we flipped the board and planchette and swore off ouija then and there. I have never touched a board since. But now I have found a treasure trove of beautiful handmade ouija/spirit boards on Etsy! They are carved, varnished, painted and sculpted by hand and some are truly lovely to behold. I am sure if they are used correctly they are a great way to connect with spirits, but as a teenage girl we didn’t have the respect or experience to use them correctly. I have picked some of my favorite I have found on Etsy, from craftspeople like PereplutCW, SpiritBoard, Midnight Crossroads, Magic Craft Shop, Lord Mock Designs, Graven NY and Hollow Wares. After the jump, check out a selection of handmade spirit boards…but watch out for Damian!
From the unknown depths of filth comes an illustrator that is able to conjure the chaos of Hades and show you how beautiful it can be. He goes by the name of FARRON Loathing and when you look at his work, his blackened artistic passion punches you in the neck! Each line he draws tells a cryptic story that holds meaning. To me, it seems like FARRON creates in a way that asks the viewer to go deeper into his art than what you see on the surface. What I really dig about his work is not only his otherworldly subject matter, but also his use of space – his composition is on point! His imagination is plugged into Lucifer’s left hand, so therefore he is always able to come up with some shit that makes me say, unholy hell, how did he think of that? FARRON is not only an illustrator, he is an all around creative anti-human that does what he does because it’s in his nature. For instance, for the new NAILS cover he created, it seemed like he combined his painting skills with graphic design to come up with a unique and classic album cover. It doesn’t stop there – he also directs videos for & is the frontman of Lighting Swords of Death. Now back back to his art – check out a huge gallery of FARRON Loathing’s work after the jump…don’t be afraid if your eyes start to bleed!
Even though I don’t see it when I look out my window, I live in a country at war. For the past decade, kids from my neighborhood have joined the US military – to get a degree, a “good” job, a paycheck, to fight for a false ideal – and they come back with war in their minds and hearts. I can’t see the violence and trauma in their souls, nor can I see the indelible images in their brains; they aren’t things I even want to imagine. The fear, the smells of burning flesh and blood, the ear-crushing booms of bombs and bullets are all real life horror and nightmare. If I Am Your Mirror captures this in breathtaking painted animation; director and animator Garrett DeHart was inspired by Poe’s The Tell-Tale Heart and romantic painting, and sets a scene of mass murder and revenge that has left me unsettled and sad, but at the same time blown away by the beauty of his film. The protagonist is played by Larry Holdman (Batman Begins, Memento), whom the film is also in memory of, and his character invites us into the dark and paranoid worldview of a veteran of the Civil War. His world is painted black after witnessing so much murder and mayhem, some at his own hands, and he is unable to cope with the world around him. At times we are in his mind, at others we are watching him from the outside, but the lines are blurred and leave the viewer with a feeling of sickness at the cruelty of human beings. This film may mean different things to different people, but to me it is a reminder of why war is to be abhorred and not exalted, and it will keep me speaking out against the bullshit and lies that push my neighbors into its clutches, only to come back broken and scarred. Check out If I Am Your Mirror below and more information about the film and DeHart after the jump.
As a child raised in a “Christian” home, I was told every Sunday in church that the way to ensure eternal life was to believe in the Bible and Jesus. If I didn’t believe in these things, I was going to end up in Hell, a horrible place full of horrible people being tortured for eternity. I was free to choose to believe or not to believe, but if I made the wrong choice I was fucked. Forever. This idea never sat well with me, especially when I realized that other cultures had different ideas about what makes punishable behaviour. Chinese Buddhist Hell is a place that makes way more sense than Christian Hell. In fact, it makes Christian Hell seem like a scam to make more money for the Church. Rather than punishing people for not believing in a weird sexist storybook, in Chinese Buddhist Hell you are punished for doing really shitty things during your life, repeatedly, to the point that your soul becomes so weighted down with bad karma that you sink into one of 18 levels where you are punished until your karma is served off. A kind of rehabilitation scheme for your soul. So if you’re a pedo, you’re going to be boiled alive in a cauldron of oil, a thought that I find quite enjoyable. If you talk a bunch of shit, you’re going to have your tongue ripped out by demons. If you pretend to be someone you’re not, you’ll be steamed like so many little buns. If you are a powerful oppressor, you’ll be ground in a mill into powder, over and over again, until you’ve paid off your billions in thievery. All in all, I like the sound of this place, especially since I always thought that being as nice a person as you can was the best way to avoid Hell – I mean, who wants to believe that all those child molesting priests are going to be enjoying some fucking paradise after they finally die? I would much prefer them to be burned and bubbled in a rolling vat of oil. After the jump, check out the Eighteen Levels of Hell, complete with ancient depictions of each level of torture…
Being a child of the 70′s means that my mind was altered in 1977 after watching the first Star Wars film. I had never seen anything like it before, and I remember how the whole world was affected by this movie. Never before in my young life had I seen the public go crazy for a film like this. The characters in Star Wars spoke to different parts of all of our humanity. As the years have gone by and the series has continued, it seems that this movie has grown into a cult of it’s own. For sure Star Wars has helped shape pop culture over the past three decades. One thing that I find interesting is how it has inspired its’ fans to express themselves, inventing their own worlds inspired by these movies. They have created endless pieces of art dedicated to Star Wars. This is why CVLT Nation has decided to do a Fuck Yeah Star Wars ART post, celebrating the cult status of this film and how it has inspired artists from around the world. After the jump, check out some of our top pieces, and may the force be with you…
Kostas Seremetis is a Boston born artist who has lived and worked in New York City for many years. This human is a volcano of creativity who has the power to create paintings, film and sculpture that will blow your motherfucking mind! I really dig the way that he is able to flip pop culture on its’ head and show us the beauty in the absurd. Honesty, I have never seen a piece of his work that I wasn’t into. This is why today CVLT Nation salutes Kostas Seremetis with a huge art essay of his work after the jump! Also, make sure to check the most recent CULT video “Elemental Light,” which he directed…FUCK YEAH Kostas Seremetis RULES!