CrASh cOuRSe GoTHisM - #1

I had mentioned previously that here slowly I would start walking some of you viewers through the understandings and some inner workings of goth. Although at 11 years into the trade myself I still have much to learn. This is a concept that will take a substantial amount of time to grasp. I will put it as easily as I can.

Gothic / Goth / Gothism : By definition means an assortment of people consisting of many sub - styles and genres within am alternative sub - society / type. Those whom wave between both light and dark, neither good nor evil. Those who see the darker side of life as a brighter side. Those who find homage in a paceful envirnoment of self express and alternative spiritual beliefs. A non conformist. Gothic based on the origins of pain, grief, happiness, destruction, plague, poverty, wealth, balance, self evaluation and dedicated studies of the arts.

This is how being a goth was proposed to myself. 11 years ago I did not realize it but I was catagorized in a group of "Babies"...most of which people are found twisted up in a trend that appeals to addolenscene with less than desirab;e upbringings. To a very small percentage they will carry it with them for the rest of their lives, and as they grow into there undead skin they find themselves placed under other subtypes of goth, ones in which suit their beliefs and needs. Not uncommon for one person to be weighted under several sub types. It is also not uncommon to find people who know nothing about goth rather than fashion, whom have very little to no understanding of what goth is....we refer to them as "posers".

Clothing, make up, music, persona, character and presentation plat a huge role in gothism this is what depicts and separates us from the rest of other Sub - types such as "Punks, Reifers, Mobs and Gallorians"....to name a very very short list.

Generally a goth has been stereotyped into being "satan worshippers and dressed in black" which couldnt be farther from the truth. Although black is an important color it isnt the only apparent one. The reason for black is it is a rich color representing wealth either mentally, physically, emotionally or spiritually. Back as early as the 1300's black was not a readily available fabric as the huge amounts of time it would take to dye a tartan such a deep color and the expensiveness of the procedure. As an example in acient Greece the Spartans wore a dark blue showing to their offenders the wealth they held as the darker colors were very expensive. As well as both man and woman wore charcol around there eyes showing no fear....also a rare commodity to afford charcol at that time. The spartans were amoung some of the first gothics.

As I wander in and out of the sub - genres and types of goths you will see many flucuations in change....as the goth grows older some things fade and other things expand, such as knowledge which as a whole for a goth is power.

Some things in which all goths have in common is the freedom and dignity to go about the world with out feeling the fire of judgment, they all love shock value and carry an inner passion for life....this is a true goth....if you ask and they give you this answer or something similar then they are true to who they are. Most goths have an ego that would bury a pound of gold without blinking. Confident and loyal.

There are many magicks (religions) of goth. Most goths have one or many of these belief systems. No different than a Christain being part of a certain divination. This is the part of gothism which can get quite complicated. Spirituality and practicing are huge for a goth, again waving in and out of several types are certain levels. However goth itself is a type of spirituality. Beliefs can vary from witchcraft/wiccan/paganism.....Interluding Druidry, Enochian, Choas Magick, Qabalah, Shamanism, and Thelema or even Christianity.

As mentioned there are lists of types of goths. For example: Lolitas, Gravers, Crypt Kiddies, Romantic, Victorian, White Goths, Vampyres, Vintage, Uber, Traditional, Rivetheads, Mopeys, Metal, Skimpy, Gutters, GothBilly's, Glam, Fetishists, Faery, Death rockers and Cyber Goths.

As you can see they are many and this list again could go on. Sometimes it gets quite difficult to tell the difference as an individual will submerge two or more styles into one of their own.

Although as we speak Im am regenrating my literature I will refer you to an author I have found not too long ago who so far has the ideals of goth pretty down pat and concrete. Many people dazzle themselves around the bush. This guy knows his facts and has done extensive research which I have found in his book. His book is called "Goth Craft" He has a website www.ravendigitalis.com He has some very unquie pictures and a great profile.

On another date I will collaborate and have a better thought out destination in education of the goth for you. This is kind of an overview to give ya something to thing about.

Fae Child

So generally I set out to do a shoot with a specific idea and as all artists experienced or us rookies find that in the end its not quite what you had planned...However the general basis of the idea comes shinning through....Thats what I have displayed here.

This may very well be the start of a series. Its sorta like the Kirsten version of Anne Geddes with a gothic edge....big surprise eh?.....lol.

My poor daughter sat through all of this for over 2 hours which includes the prep time....But let me tell you a 4 year old model is pretty hard to work with.

The shoot is decent and I got some good shots....altho being my worst critic I think it could have been better.

Im still have the lighting issue and still experimenting.

Needless to say I never did get Dan into a shoot 2 weeks ago like I had hoped...but hopefull soon. I would like to do a shoot here before me move.....So soon there wont be much progress here as we get ready to set up house in another city.

Anwyays Khyra and I had a lot of fun tonight...there is makeup, sparkles and silk flowers everywhere....not to mention the 3 juice boxes and cookie crumbs I fed Khyra to keep here going....lol.

I call this shoot "The Fae child"

Ranting kinda harshly. Dont try to understand it...Take from it your own lessons

With all the optimism one can have in this world I never saw this one coming. Give and give, give more, give it all. What was supposed to be left over and taken back? Rudeness? Yelling? Defiance? A cold shoulder? Doubt? In the end as a whole those things don’t really amount to anything at all.
Under the ceramic firing there is a faceless being, one in which can be most desirable. The object of the mask is to hide the truth and let the viewer believe what he or she wants. Portrayal of this is irony, antagonizing only those who find the real figure.
It was a sign that remincsing the pasts are due within the now. Fate sealed itself a fine little contract when that in 84 arrived. It’s a dynasty where history is reapeating itself and regret set’s its nasty feelers in.
A cycle was broken, but it was a surface cycle that’s only a few roots in the ground to change generations of corruption. Who was I? an utterly insane individual in thinking change could and would be in less than half a decade. Lacking in so many departments of fundamental needs, not even an army of people could tackle this project.
Hidden between the lines are dry tears and a frown so permanent it forgot the calculations in conducting a smile.
Not only is the one seeing the pain itself, but the inhabitants of his / her surrounding are very aware, but yet again they say nothing. As if they get off watching the suffering. And you all said you cared…..
Self indulgence is the conviction with the second degree sentence. A term spend behind imaginary bars. The disturbances, riots, false allies and contemporary rape that happens behind this wall is no more forgiving if it wasn’t metaphorical.
The perfect stranger who came from no where, has more insight and recollection of the crime then the innocent bystander doing the time.
When the future was planned to turn a life around the now was certainly not a featured event. It is the giving part that drives the fury inside wild. Should this be released…That persona is probably not a song that should be sung. Headlines would read “Who is this?” or “I had no idea she could or was….”
Surprising the least expecting candidates it would be the child’s cry that would kill the demon and take the hosting body with it.
In the far end of the residence I can hear an uncontrolled anger. So juvineille, so much hurt, hatred and laziness.
It is the firing point for a target that a woman holds. It doesn’t matter if she’s bleeding, at this point he wont stop shooting.
If he lost her…He’s never even notice it. So what was the assumption of a conclusion from the hook up in the first place? Oh right selfishness. Empty promises and a major lack of romance will be the sour voice left within the captured victim.
Praising by all means the delight of what could have been had there been such a thing as forever. The lies and quietness of an engaging embarkment. What the hell was the gain?...wasted time yet again on something that never existed in the first place.
There never seems to be a proper explaination or description of how badly wearing your heart on your sleeve is. Most people can reconcile it withing themselves to configure it as a flaw. Others who feel the arm pulsing as it is stabbed is reminded of the matter that they are none the less fucked right up.
Although perhaps there is a misconception.
Maybe even a moment where yes I was wrong.
Maybe I panicked.
Maybe I took the words and somehow got the message all backwards. Whichever way it ended up, it all feels and tastes like heartbreak.
Then a third party came into the picture….no wait….make that four. Sometimes the outside is the gateway to the inside of a storm. Someone else to untangle the crapiness of a situation. And that seems to be exactly it.
As the moon sets and a sun rises the dull bitterness of anger, hate and dismay are the attributes to wake up to. A longing to have died while dreaming of a different atmosphere.
What would they have all done had that person never woken up? Would that person look down on them as they found the body? I promise that spirit would be laughing for she had won the better of the game. It was then up to the higher level to settle a few disgruntled scores….starting with a mother.
When all a person strives for is the betterment of themselves and the people to which their lives are affiliated, to swallow the confirmation that someone is this fucked up is like replacing an eye with a razor blade.
For absolute nonsense to come from a brain that has close to a degree worth of knowledge, the deciphering reads that the intellectualism is only fun facts. To obtain the right to speak freely but be zippered shut by the non understanding. Draw a straight line which only ends up circling itself. Cut a corner to make a square. End a proclamation with a question…What the hell is the meaning of my life?

By Popular Demand

Ya so by popular demand here I am.

Got a few new pics from our trip to Penticton this past week.....not as many as I had hoped but a few.

Havent really got any new rants, but I feel a few brewing up inside.....I have decided that eventually here Im going to educated some of you. Educate you in the world of gothism.....Its gonna be a good one given I can get all my thoughts together on it and figure out how Im gonna start.

Im planning on doing a shoot here with Dan again pretty soon.....Hopefuuly fingers crossed this week.

Anyways heres what I got.