Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Books. Show all posts

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Wesley Eisold and Mark Lanegan present Plague Poems



Plague Poems - a collection of poems by the great Mark Lanegan and myself. It is up for pre-order now. Plague Poems is a collection of 23 poems written by each, for love - lost, losing, and even sometimes found. Written in February and March of 2020, the sub-conscious presents a narrative of love in the end of days. This is Mark’s first collection of poetry and on my end, these are the poems I’ve always wanted to write but couldn't until now. Undoubtedly you will understand why once it's read. δΈ°
 
Perfect bound 
Signed by Authors 
Heartworm #83
 






Tuesday, August 8, 2017

The X-Files: Earth Children Are Weird




One the most beloved TV shows of all time is now a sweet, silly, sci-fi bedtime story! In The X Files: Earth Children Are Weird, best pals Dana (Scully) and Fox (Mulder) have pitched a tent in the backyard for a sleepover. But the night is full of strange sounds, lights, and shadows. Surely there’s a rational, scientific explanation for everything . . . or is there? With beautiful illustrations of pint-sized Dana and Fox, this humorous and not-scary-at-all story will introduce the cult TV show to an entire new generation of fans.







Sunday, June 25, 2017

MEREDITH'S PAINTED LADIES














"Meredith's Painted Ladies" 180pp  Coffee Table book will be online to purchase in the coming weeks. 

ALL PHOTOGRAPHY © MEREDITH DEVINE


Wednesday, October 5, 2016

BLACK [Uncle Allan] First Edition






BLACK [Uncle Allan] First Edition

$70.00 - $78.00

BLACK by Uncle Allan
Hardcover 
220 pages 
21x27.5 cm 
full colour

ISBN: 978 986 93379 1 5
Limited first and only hardcover edition
All books come boxed.



Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Kris Kidd x The Altar Collective Present... I CAN'T FEEL MY FACE


[Standing in at 5’11 and 1** pounds (the last two digits are always excluded), Kris Kidd is an undeniable powerhouse. His freckled face resembles that of someone youthful, but his eyes are dark— hollowed out by something unforeseen. His left hand holds a cigarette or a mixed drink in haphazard intervals, but you’ll be hard pressed to find his right hand clutching anything but his iPhone. He is the American youth as seen through a funhouse mirror— fractured and disjointed. Almost caricature-like in his mannerisms, he is either the most brutally honest, or the most frighteningly comedic depiction of the current generation that has been seen yet.]
 
© Katherine Hogan
[His collaboration with The Altar Collective seemed about as organic as the food he writes about purging. We were looking for a project that would branch out from our current collection of poetry and prose, and he was looking for an outlet through which he could complain. The bond was as natural and immediate. The collaboration, entitled I Can’t Feel My Face, is a no-holds-barred descent into emptiness, excess, and exasperation. His essays are a half-hearted commentary on a generation of instant gratification, as told by a narrator who is all too gratified, and is nonetheless ungrateful.]
© Katherine Hogan



Photo © Brad Elterman



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