Art as process

I often talk about Art, I’m not an Artist even if other people arbitrarily assign that identifier.  I prefer to say that “I make stuff”.  Stuff, that isn’t important to me.  It’s not the thing I make, it’s the process of making it that I enjoy.  I’m capable of all the mediums and whether I’m ‘good’ at any of them enters the debate: Is ‘Art’ mastering a craft?  I don’t think it is but there’s plenty of disagreement to be had.   I often use ‘Artist’ very tongue-in-cheek, a way to mock the way Art is treated and defined.   Maybe I just never outgrew that child-like quality about it.  You grab your crayons and start scribbling away, when you’re finished maybe you say “Look what I made Ma!” and then completely forget about it and move on to the next thing.   Art is serious business!

When I was in high school I took some art classes as electives for the easy credits.  Man, talk about taking all the fun out of making stuff.  Art History, and Art Technique, that’s all it was.  One of my drawings ended up awarded and hung in the Library.  It wasn’t for me, or the student body for that matter, it was really for the teacher to say “My Pride, Look What I have Taught!”  It was pretty much a stolen piece.  When I asked for it back, I was told that the piece would remain in the Library.  It was pretty lame and it attributes to my attitude about Art in general as well as discerning learning from education.  I did end up stealing the thing back and burning it in a bonfire.  Fuck all that noise.    It’s not the first time I’ve destroyed what I make, and it certainly won’t be the last.

The concept of process gives other creative people reason to buck.  They’re ‘Artists’ and that’s pretty important to them.  Never has been for me.  Running tandem is the idea that in order to qualify as ‘Artist’ it’s your life’s work.  Work?  Isn’t that a process?   Other artsty types would hate to think of what they do as a procedure. It’s too mechanical or it’s just not special enough.  It doesn’t stand out. It doesn’t increase the value of their craft.

Some think of it in terms of a ritual object, or a carrier of a person’s essence.  It’s their very own unique fingerprint on the thing.  Painting, drawing, sculpting, et. al is a craft and what makes it ‘Art’ is the shift in perception it causes, in other words the effect it has on the viewer.  It would seem that the object requires a viewer and measured results in terms of impact to make it ‘Art’.

The need to create is like an itch to scratch.  Other people describe it as a vehicle for an overfill of emotion.  It accounts for the outcome of what is made.  It’s the opposite for me.  I don’t need to feel anything particular to create, only the impulse to make something drives it.  It’s during the process that my mind wanders, it can often be quieted, which can be a relief. It’s a busy little thing that never shuts up.  Maybe it even invokes an emotional response.  I never really know until I’m engulfed in it.  Can’t say I’ve ever cried or have been consumed by joy.  It’s just play time.

Recently I was trying to decide what to do with all my left-over bead stock from other projects.  Acrylic Beads are cheap and light and I had quite a bit on hand.  I thought about melting them down to make sculptures, I wasn’t really sure so I started researching for Do-it Yourself projects using beads.  I came across a kid’s project that reminded me of when I was a child and would melt crayons on my light-bright bulb to make wax drip paintings and melt the pegs to make abstract 2-D designs.  Just melt them in a pan and make sun-catchers,  easy!  Why didn’t I think of that?  Is it because I have no genius of my own?

Even if thousands of other people have melted down beads and made sun-catchers from them,  every person’s go if it will be different and somewhat unique.  Uniformity tends to occur over time when anything becomes trendy.  Even as a painter, the subject of the painting can be found across styles and eras.  A flower. A piece of Fruit.  A portrait.  Not exactly unique.  It’s the way the flower is painted that may make it stand out from the thousands of other painted flowers.  I guess that’s the idea when people talk about painting as a carrier of expression and unique marks.

Embarking on the project was fairly simple. Collect all your supplies, throw shit against a wall and see what sticks.  In my case, I figured out pretty quick that some beads don’t melt as well as others, and some require different temperatures to liquefy.  I had all these really big ideas about what to embed into the plastic but what came out of the oven wasn’t what I expected.  I sorted beads by type and narrowed down which were ideal for the thing I wanted to make.  Process. 

Aside from using up bead-stock, I also wanted to hang something different on my kitchen wall.  A dozen different things (including some of my paintings) had been there and I was never really happy with the aesthetic of it.  As a result there’s a dozen or so small nail holes in the wall and I didn’t feel like filling them or painting the wall to smooth it out.  I really hate to house paint.

Acrylic will melt at 400 degrees but it also smokes and stinks up the whole house.  This procedure occupied my mind and my space.  Once I got the hang of the mechanics, I was just aiming for a decent flow of light and dark pigments that would blend in with my color scheme. Maybe that’s the ‘Art’ part, who knows.  People can argue about that if they desire, I just like to experiment and make stuff.

I used up all the stock I had and even went out and bought a few bags to fill in gaps of space.  I was using some old pie pans I was going to get rid of anyway but it required a lot of beads to fill in and complete the round shape I was after.   The idea was to get rid of beads but I was enjoying myself so I bought some more.  Just to melt and hang on the wall.  Ooo la la, I must be an Artist! 

Each set (I baked 2 at a time) took about 20 mins so after about 4 or 5, I was about done with the whole operation.  I aired out the house, boiled some cinnamon essential oil for the smell and picked it back up the following weekend.  I kept about a dozen for myself and gave (3) away to a friend as a gift.   I took a few photos, I also like to look at things I make through photography.  The mind plays tricks on you and you can think something is so friggin’ great when you have it before you then look at a picture and think it sucks.  I don’t know that it’s the photo that alters my perception but rather just gives me another angle to view it from.



I often feel that way about the way I apply make-up, or how some clothing isn’t all that flattering to my figure.  What was I thinking?  Or, more accurately, What was I seeing?  Hamhocks for days… That’s what but fuck it, I still like leggings and finger paint.



November 29,2015:


Last couple of days I’ve been messing around with charcoal.  Talk about process.  Shit just keeps getting weirder and weirder.  It’s not finished, it’s a work in progress… Not sure where I’m going with this but it’s been interesting.




All of Them Witches!


Witch Trial in Salem?  All of Them Witches are at it again.  Christian Day receives international media attention when a friendship goes south and Witches compete for the retail market in Salem.  Tune in to Poison Apple Radio for a frank discussion about the aftermath of Pagans Behaving Badly, the Witch Trial in Salem and how negative press forces one to rethink their public image and its impact on business.

If you’re not familiar with this character, here’s a bio written by the man himself:

Christian Day is a modern day Warlock living in the “Witch City” of Salem, Massachusetts. A practitioner of the ancient arts of Witchcraft—a spiritual path devoted to old world folk magic, healing, and veneration of the dead, Christian and his husband, Brian Cain, own two occult shops in Salem: HEX: Old World Witchery, dedicated to the practices of Witchcraft, Hoodoo, and Conjure, and OMEN, a psychic parlor and Witchcraft emporium which features a staff of gifted psychic readers. They also have a Hex shop in New Orleans. Each October, Christian and Brian host Salem’s annual Festival of the Dead, an event series that includes such popular events as the Official Salem Witches’ Halloween Ball, an Annual Psychic Fair and Witchcraft Expo, and an authentic séance. In June, Christian and Brian host HexFest, a Weekend of Witchery in Old New Orleans. Among his many media appearances, Christian has been featured on The Travel Channel, Showtime, TLC, MSNBC, Dish Network and in The Chicago Tribute, The Wall Street Journal, The Boston Globe, The Boston Herald, and, of course, The Salem News. Often controversial, Christian has certainly raised eyebrows and turned heads in his over 25 years in the Craft, but, despite all the chatter, good and bad, he insists on marching to his own drum and standing for his own vision.


The show will be 90 minutes, I may or may not take live callers depending on the flow of the discussion.     It’s bound to be full of drama, at times funny and at others face-palm worthy.

Be there or despair!


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Cult of SIN Challenge: Update

IMG_5805On September 8, 2015 I posted THE CULT OF SIN CHALLENGE and by September 30th a package arrived!  Huzzah, at last I own my own copy!  I suppose I should eat crow, it appears the assumption is in fact TRUE, as if I didn’t know that?  Thing is, why should cult followers be ashamed of getting swept up in a cult of personality?  There’s a draw isn’t there?  Some of the anonymous users I’m in contact with have been following my content for years, some even dating back to the 90’s.  Is it my mind? Content? My body? A combination of these things?  Only they can tell you that.    When you express a culture, you cultivate a following. It’s just as simple as that. There’s no right or wrong to it.   If some get a little carried away it’s just the nature of the space.  The Internet is just the carrier.  Mind is the terrain.

I was once accused of “Collecting Bitches” and maybe that’s true to an extent.  I can’t really argue with it.  I mean, you’d have to be a Masochist to put up with me right?  Seeing that I’m so abusive, confrontational and relentless in my inquiries.  It’s apparent to me which of my following get personal gratification from our exchanges, which retreat (only to come back begging for more) and those among them that see what’s really at play.  It’s just a conscious nod of amusement.  I can sure be entertaining!  Cults of Personality have both pros and cons and somewhere in between, in the dark corners beyond is something so few dare to explore.

Proud Sinion

Christ Johnson, aka Heliosdramus, aka Chris John “Proud Sinion”

Speaking of perks, all I asked for was the film. To my surprise, I got (3) bonus items!  Upon removing them from the box, I thought:  What madness is this?  Low and behold, I received not one but two personal massagers (wink wink) and a hematite bracelet.  A Trinacria of Vanity.  I’d call it the full body package.  Good show Mr.!  If you frequent Occult, pagan and Satanic venues I’m sure you’ve run into him.  He describes himself as a former Marine & Luciferian, I’d just describe him as your average blue-collar, Harley riding guy you could easily bump into at your local watering hole.  Would you ban him from the bar for being a goon?  I doubt it.  People on the netz rarely have the same conviction.

Thanks for the goodies Chris, you rock in my book!  Our communication is all public, the lulz, the goofing around and we rarely take this shit that serious.  The Internetz is serious bidness’ they say!   Yeah, well fuck em’ if they don’t get the joke!

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CULT of SIN: Challenge

I’m often told that my so-called “cult” of followers are so loyal and dedicated that I can get them to do just about anything I want upon request.  So let’s test that theory shall we?! BUY ME THIS FILM by 10/31/15, if I fail to receive it by then, this assumption is thereby FALSE.  I use ‘cult’ very tongue-in-cheek, always have but at the same time I’ve experienced a bit of that culty-weirdness when people imitate you, hang on your every word or treat you like their guru.    Ties in to my recent blog:  Cults of Personality:  Are there any perks?

So I’m curious to discover whether or not a stranger will purchase this film for me just solely based on following my cult of personality.

Why this film?  This year, I’ve chosen ‘Alice’ (technically, Mrs. Tredoni) from the 1978 film “Alice, Sweet Alice” for my Halloween Costume.   It’s one of the first slasher films I watched as a child and I’ve always wanted to construct the costume.  Netflix was streaming it for a while but it’s been removed from their library recently. I think it’s high time I attain by own copy!  I figure I can use the DVD case as a prop since most people may not be familiar with the character.    You can reach me by email: for more details for shipping, or use my contact form on my website:

The film (directed by Alfred Sole) was out of print for a long time due to some boot-legging issues and was finally released again (and digitally remastered in 2007).  I find it an appropriate film due to its cult following.  There was some talk about a 2015 Remake but like most remakes, it would lose it’s original macabre especially if it’s taken out of a 1960’s setting,   I don’t know that I could bring myself to watch it, the original is a bit of nostalgia (given my Roman Catholic background).

If you’re interested in the film, you can watch it HERE.  It was previously released as “Communion, 1976”, there was a re-release in 1981 as “Holy Terror”, I just happened to be exposed to the 1978 version.  It has always received mixed reviews for holes in the plotline and seemingly missing elements such as what role did the 2-faced doll play?  Was it to insinuate that Alice had a split personality?  Was it widely known outside her own household that she owned these particular masks?  Was the original script intended to be a Ghost Story or Demon Possession?  Was Mr. Alphonso the catalyst for a Poltergeist? The role of Mrs. Tredoni as the actual killer always seemed like an after thought. There’s a lot of scenes that don’t make a whole lot of sense from a technical perspective.  The Catholicism element had always been thought to be a way to segment into deed of the Devil and Satanic Sacrifice but whatever ended up on the cutting room floor resulted in a totally different film.  That’s what kind of gives it its allure. It leaves much to the imagination.  Needless to say, I love this film.  At the very least, I have exposed you to it if it’s fallen under your radar.

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Cults of Personality: Blogging Thoughts

 DiscoballAnimatedTransparentCults of Personality: Are they always dangerous?  Psychological tells of a Narcissistic Personality Disorder?  Are there perks?  Can a fruitful discussion about them be wrought?

Join me September 5, 2015 at 10 PM EST for an open discussion on Poison Apple Radio.  Live Callers are welcome to call in to speak to the host.

Who cultivates it?  Judging by my own personal experience, it’s those that find the personality type at the center of it of personal value.  It could be entertainment, social interaction, a source of inspiration, or having become “caught-up” in a net of influences.  When one is involved in the cult, it is rare that one is self-aware of the role of follower.  While in it, it’s typically regarded as fellowship.  It doesn’t seem to matter how many instances there are when outsiders point out shifts in the behavior of followers.  There’s Cognitive Dissonance at play.   It’s said that imitation is the best form of flattery but having been imitated, I disagree.  While I don’t think there’s anything new under the sun, I find it rather odd and sort of creepy when I’m being imitated.  Am I guilty of it myself?  Certainly I am, yet I’m astutely aware of it.  While being aware that I’ve imitated, or fan-girl it up, I do this with a incite role in place.  It’s not too often that I’m called out.  I ask myself:  “What is it about me that causes this form of intimidation?”, “Is the way I communicate?”, “Perhaps my way of being a chaos agent in a small corner of the Internet?”  I may not receive definitive answers but it remains an Eldritch weirdness.

When it creeps in, it’s not that it causes me unease, it’s more so an intellectual fascination with rather Human behavior.   Recently I was sought out for discussion.  At least, that’s what I consider it.  I can’t speak for the other party, or rather I won’t.  To me, it’s just a conversation. To the other?  It may be something else entirely.  What I won’t say, I feel it would distract from the matter I’m seeking to discuss openly.  Having been sought out and many discussions had, the end result was I was extended the utmost respect but the practicality of associating with me, or my ‘cult’ didn’t serve the person’s end game.  It was rather coincidental that I experienced this recent event that it ties into Cults of Personality.

My Internet Footprint is something to contend with, even that’s quite odd when you consider the space as a vast ocean of information and communication and I’m just a speck.  The corners I harbor are more akin to what H.P. Lovecraft described as “Non-Euclidean Angles” but before you try to wrap your head around that, allow me to elaborate.

I hold many interests and I data-mine for personal reasons. If I’m obtuse about them it’s with deliberate intentions.  Case in point, my reasons are simply none of your business.  I share on the Internet what I want you to see, what I don’t, I keep to myself.  Secrets are only that if you do not share them; Not with anyone, not even your closest associates.  That said, from the outset it appears that I’m all over the place, having my hands in many things and perhaps extend a bit of influence in those pools I dip my dirty finger in.  How much influence is only determined by the follower’s perceived value in my contribution.  Even if only to extend time and energy to criticize it.  I mean, let’s be real here. If there’s any time investment beyond the superficial dismissive statement then you’re hooked.  Don’t believe me?  Pay attention to how many users that pour thought into any social platform and go ignored in contrast to those that receive the most lip service.

That said, I’ve often been called a Disdain in the small corners that discuss Occult subjects.  Some users distance themselves either because of a bit of gossip, influences by other Cults of Personalty, or simply being observant.  If others seek me out, all the warnings and disclaimers are issued by others to an unsuspecting person, are plenty.  To what end?  Well, theirs of course!

I’d not consider this a negative occurrence, it’s all rather benign.  There are however opinions shared with me that I should be seeking the respect and admiration of my peers.  Why?  Don’t I get to decide who my peers are?  Who are they?  There’s also the presupposition that among personal aims I’m a Teacher role model and that I should live up to the expectations of others.  I giggle to myself, I mean what else can you do?  It doesn’t really matter how many times I state in no uncertain terms, that as I express myself, I’m not here to teach anyone anything.  Followers choose their leaders and I’m rarely clued in on the vote,( if you know what I mean).

Subscribers to content is a followship but it doesn’t mean that your subscribers are your cultists.  I think beyond simply following a feed, there’s other behaviors that run in tandem to make it culty behavior.  There’s pros, neutrality, and cons to being at the center of a cult.  There are many cases I can think of where courtesy, consideration and respect were extended to me for no other reason than an admiration for my content value or personality type.  It doesn’t require 100% agreement with what I’m expressing.  Personally, I think it’s more so the Way of it. The appeal depends on the end user. It could be appreciation for things I make, my personality, behavior, any of these, a combination or something else.    There’s also another presupposition at work, that I’m here to make friends. I’m not, I say so all the time, but what does that matter?  Internet interaction could be more appropriately described as a pallet of Artificial Companions.  A way to have dialogues vs. monologues.

More recently, I had a discussion with a close personal friend about the subject to which he expressed with a booming voice: “You are just a person!”, which sought to bring down the level of hero worship.  I think it’s that knee jerk reaction incited when it’s implied that friends can become followers in a Cult of Personality.  On my end, I didn’t see the shame with admitting I came to become friends this person due to his own cult of personality.   When offered as a rebuttal, it was almost as if you could see the shock settle in as the blood moved away from his face.  Again, I giggled to myself.  If I’m just a person, then why is that so surprising?  I reminded him of the many instances where we shared laughs over my expressions of his own.  I had apprehended phrases, body language and even some of his interests as my own (with a purpose in mind).  In retort he said he had sought me out having heard things about me in certain social circles (I get that a lot).  So while seeking me out to enhance his life in some way, I was also enhanced by our interactions.  We got along so well because even though we have very different philosophical views, there is that little thing in our personality types that appreciate the diversity and adversity in it. The apprehension was always my way of rib-jabbing him about those that follow him but it’s all so superficial and meaningless really.  When he’s looking for his true friends, he’ll not find them counted among cultists and he agreed.  Is this negative?  I suppose only insofar as you understand this aspect of socializing with fellow humans while not having expectations of sincere investment, otherwise you’ll find yourself disappointed.

I haven’t yet decided what direction I plan to take with this subject for my podcast, I’m still mulling it over and whether or not a dialogue or monologue is appropriate.    Updates to this blog and up-coming dates for the scheduled podcast forthcoming.


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Part II – More thoughts…

At what point are you excused from self-responsibility?  Who has the power to excuse you from it?

I recently watched THE FOLLOWING series on Netflix (detailed Synopsis here)   It reminded me a lot of The Family,  and the conviction of Charles Manson.  Vincent Bugliosi (much like Hardy) managed to create his own Cult of Personality to contend with that of Manson for the purpose of an unprecedented conviction and the harshest punishments.  In contrast to person’s that physically carried out the home invasion and murders, one has to wonder how much responsibility Charles Manson should be burdened with, if he managed to attract otherwise educated college kids to a derelict ranch in California.

How much would your average person if you can fast-talk a person into running criminal errands for you?

In the case of Linda Kasabian, immunity is granted if you can throw your co-conspirators under the bus for the prosecution. Does it justify having been excused for her participation?

Society didn’t show much leniency in spite of the group having participated in a ‘Manson Cult’ as per the Prosecution’s case.  In other words, they were excused from sharing responsibility just because they got ‘caught up’ in Charles Manson’s charisma and quasi-socialism.

Susan Atkins, died in September 2009, at age 61, at the prison in Chowchilla. She had been denied parole 18 times and also had been denied compassionate release after her cancer diagnosis.

Charles “Tex” Watson (born Dec. 2, 1945), Mule Creek State Prison, Ione. Tried separately from the others, convicted in October 1971. Has been denied parole 14 times. Next scheduled hearing in 2016.

Leslie Van Houten (born Aug. 23, 1949), women’s prison in Chino. After the commutation of her death sentence, she was retried twice. The first ended in a hung jury; the second ended in conviction, with a life sentence. Denied parole 19 times. Eligible again in 2018.

Bruce Davis (born Oct. 5, 1942), California Men’s Colony near San Luis Obispo. Convicted of the murders of Gary Hinman in July 1969 and Shorty Shea in August 1969. In March 2013, Gov. Jerry Brown refused to sign off on a recommendation of parole. In March 2014, Davis was again recommended for parole; in August of that year, Brown again blocked his release.

Bobby Beausoleil (born Nov. 6, 1947), Oregon State Penitentiary. Convicted of the murder of Gary Hinman. A parole hearing scheduled for February 2015 was postponed.


Steve “Clem” Grogan (born May 24, 1952). Convicted of the August 1969 murder of Shorty Shea. The jury recommended a death sentence, but a judge reduced it to life in prison, saying Grogan ‘was too stupid and too hopped on drugs to decide anything on his own.’ Paroled in 1985.

Just fucked up politics?

Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme (born Oct. 22, 1948). Not involved in the 1969 murders, she was convicted of a 1975 assassination attempt on President Ford in Sacramento. Initially incarcerated in the federal prison in Dublin, Calif., she was later moved to facilities in West Virginia and in Fort Worth. She was paroled in 2009 and reportedly lives in New York.

Are there any perks of being associated with a brain-washing cult?  While subjective, I think each managed to garner some semblance of sympathy for having been duped by the ‘diabolical’.  Then you have pop-culture to consider. Each have benefited from it directly (fan mail, money to canteens, paid interviews, etc.) in one way or another.  Would anyone care otherwise if the case hadn’t been sensationalized by the era of pop-Icons?

The Cult of Personality of Anton LaVey:

It’s become so oft repeated that I wonder if anyone stops to consider what they are even saying.  “Did LaVey attract you to Satanism and if so, what did you find once you got there?”  As if it’s some place you can visit like a theme park.  There’s pros and cons to being associated with that sort of thing on the outset but internally it’s enough to make your beast buck.  LaVey wasn’t my doorman and yet, he was certainly the ring leader in an entertaining side-show of attractions.  The would-be, could-be, Satanist that stumbles into an identity pin or aesthetic because it seems like the right fit, may find himself way out of his league when asked to articulate it.  Is he excused from responsibility for not knowing the terrain?  People are so unforgiving of ignorance and stupidity that these folks just end up pinatas until they tire of being poked and prodded with a stick.  Either they disappear from your sight entirely or they duck and run for cover.  I know I tire of the same gag-reel playing on a loop.  It becomes boring like watching old re-runs.  Surely there’s something else out there?

Either you are choosing or having your choices made for you by those that guide your hand like a puppeteer.  Just because you can’t see the strings doesn’t mean they aren’t there.  If you happen to notice them, you can’t very well blame the guy behind the curtain because you were too caught up in the show to realize you were the entertainment.  I certainly won’t excuse you for it, how about a bit more self-honesty?  I judge because I can, not because I have to.   Question is, if I did excuse you, would that give you cause to be less stupid and ignorant?  I doubt it.  I don’t think it matters either way.  It’s just an observation on my part.  Some people go on and on till death doing the same thing, no closer to the stuff they want than they started.  I can only conclude that they must not want it that bad, it’s too tough to get it, or the goals of others are just a distraction from personal failure.

Poison Apple Radio: Rape Culture

Rape Culture

An 11 Year old girl in Paraguay denied abortion, sparks criminal case and fires off Feminist Theory of Rape Culture. So what is Rape Culture and why should I care?

Tune in with your host Sin Jones!

Topics of Interest:

#IAMSORRY, was Shia Lebeouf Raped?

The Meme of Margaret Atwood

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