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India Ink and brush for this one. Last night me and Eric somehow managed to make it to two different book readings in two different boroughs. (I guess we know a lot of authors.) The first, for Ed Hamilton's

"We've seen your kind around here before...BRAH. How do you think we ended up on Suicide Island in the first place?" "But as long as we're all here, what the hell. Let's play a game (giggle teeheehee)"

 Dementia Preacoxia topped by the window to the soul (less). 

After a bit of a hiatus, new Astral Knife track up on Soundcloud for listening... or available on Bandcamp for download: (Steemit apparently doesn't like embedding code from Bandcamp, for some reason.

Latest vlog: Play piercing, I Need More, clown bdsm, PISS collective (music heard in this: Gerogerigegege, Patti Smith, Astral Knife) Also, I'm collectively calling these vlogs Rat Journals cuz...RATS.

A martial feeling pen-and ink Baphomet drawing from about a month ago. Today though I need a fire in the Eye for clarity. Seeking news of a friend in typhoon Japan. We only communicate in images. Meanwhile

Pen and ink drawing. A time when that which is turned away from the brightness of day comes round into full view.  Reflected in a bottomless, shining obsidian pool. Now all that's left is to sort

A status on Facebook and Twitter today involves(and one I can get behind a helluva lot more than women willfully silencing themselves)involves women — and quite a number of men posting the words “Me Too”

Done in my sketchbook the beginning of the month, combination of colored pencil and gel pen so I'm not qualifying it as an Inktober drawing. I was killing time in a local coffee shop waiting for my husband

 Talking about pricey rituals in the park, hanging around Art On A  Gallery. With Eden Bower, Summer Solstice, Mike Diana, Raffaele Mary and  Casanova.  I'm still getting the knack

Possibility for a future painting? But for now, he's a combination of micron and gel pens. I like those. Lots of colors, travel easy. I have a pack I keep in my bag that I can take out in diners, coffee

Here's a 2"x 2" canvas I dashed out with leftover paint after an evening working on a larger piece. (That one is still in progress.) Sleep is an erratic flock of moths darting to and from a lantern I call

<iframe width="560" height="315" src=" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> I tried something different and made a video blog last week. Pagan Pride, burial sites, and giant rotating fish.

Though the Equinox doesn't technically occur till 4:02 PM in my time zone, I'm writing this at 22 minutes after midnight on September 22nd, so I'm counting it as the first day of fall. Here's an autumn-y

It's been about a month since I've been to this site.  But in between a lot of scattered thinking and inexplicable chronic fatigue, I did finish my 3 page comic about healthcare, disability, and illness

In therapy I talk about my frustration at another girl artist who has packaged herself in a more sanitized version of my known persona. Only you know, with the financial means to hire a publicist and get

Today I had a story meeting with Seth to show him the pencil work for me and Eric's story about healthcare and disability for the upcoming issue of WW3. I'd spoken to him last night about our piece in

"Know thyself" and also "Let go of ego". Anyway, I'm J. Gonzalez-Blitz, an artist and musician from Hell's Kitchen, NYC. I'm Cuban and Irish and live with a diagnosis of schizo affective