PROMISELAND, Paul Richmond: ART EVENT

We stumbled across Paul Richmond’s works online and have been enjoying his vibrant passion for art over the last several months. We were thrilled to be able to chat briefly and learn more about one of his latest exhibition, PROMISELAND. Powerful stuff. These works strike close to our hearts, touching our memories with haunted visions…

Andrew Ploof : ARTIST FEATURE

We were fortunate to have the chance to chat with Andrew Ploof, an Idaho based spray paint artist who is finding satisfaction through his art while overcoming challenges place in front of him at the same time. I can’t recall exactly how I came across his work on Facebook, likely just in some of my…

The Life Mortgage: FICTION

By Tyler Clark Redeeming a loan with a human life as collateral may not be so straightforward as repossessing a home or hastily-purchased jet ski, but the finance industry has more than enough creativity and talent at its disposal to find a legal means of dealing with the problem. Prison and hard labor were the…

Don’t Blame Technology: Opinion

This is the 21st century. By this time we were supposed to either be living in a blissful utopia or a post apocalyptic wasteland. Flying cars, hover boards, virtual reality, we should have had all that but instead we got phones that are smarter than us, hover-boards that don’t actually hover, and a reality that’s…

Ask Auntie Agony: Growing Pains

Dear Auntie, Why do girls always go for looks over personality? Confused Nice Guy Dear Confused, Some people are more interested in looks, regardless of their gender. Others are interested in humor, intelligence, relaxed temperaments, or overbearing personalities. I’ve even been asked out because I have a wicked collection of puns to inflict on people….

ASHES: A Poem

Words By Hinsel Sifting through the ashes of yesterday’s dream. Edges sharp and broken, a shattered glimmer hungrily gleams. Never touching anything, stumbling blindly forward through the dark. Oblivion left behind me, my savage salvage builds the cage that holds my heart.

How To Get The Fuck Over It And Write

Writers block. Creative constipation. Call this mental malady whatever you like but it seems to be something that affects almost all creative types from writers to artists at some point or another. When the muse is strong the flow is heavy and things seem to just happen, when the muse is weak…better pack up bag…

BANQUET OF CHAOS: A Poem

by S. Boswell Your words ‘effluviate’ The concepts nauseate Your rule I would eradicate The throne I would ‘conflagrate’ The deluge I pray to inundate They that would steer our fate By preaching peace against those to hate . With the blood of martyrs we will consecrate A path not bound by aristocracy’s state Continue…

Does It Matter?

Oh, that old question…. Universally? Ultimately? NO. Nothing we hairless primates ever do on this spinning ball of galactic dust will ever have a grand impact on the larger reality of this plane of existence. Sadly…even less galactically… Nothing you do today very likely will be remembering in 10 years. Or even 50 years. Much…