S. Elizabeth

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S. Elizabeth | weird little guy Blog: unquietthings.com The Art of the Unknown: A Visual Treasury of the Esoteric, Uncanny, and Unexplained is available for preorder now! ✨🛸🧚🔮🔭✨ https://geni.us/TheArtOfTheUnknown

My blog done got a makeover, y’all! Now it’s a proper website! For a proper author! The blog isn’t going anywhere, (it’s like 99% of my identity), but now each of my books has its own page for purchase, which will make things easier for the lone person who buys a book from me every six months!

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Scent of the day: Beaufort London Sirenide, bitter almond, the seed inside the seed inside a jar, preserved in pale liquid; the bruised porcelain inside of an oyster shell; a lullaby from the uncanny valley, something soft and strange and gentle that loves you in a way you can't quite parse.

Scent of the day: Berkshire Bathery Fridge Cig is amber light on wet cobblestones, fog off the river, a brass key on a velvet ribbon, a notebook with marbled endpapers. A 3pm weekday Diet Coke, but make it gaslamp fantasy.

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I try not to read reviews of my books because I believe reviews are for readers, not authors. But! I just had to check and see if there was even a single early review for The Art of the Unknown out there in the world...and there is!

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Friends! Who are your favorite creators and conjurors of witchy visual art? Maybe they are witchly-inclined themselves, or perhaps they are drawn to the subject matter? I am asking for REASONS. Image: Riding Witches, Otto Goetze, 1924

An artwork that pierces me to my core, sucks the fat off my bones, hollows me completely, and refills me over and over again. Moon Through Young Sunflowers, Charles E. Burchfield, July 1916, gouache, pencil, and watercolor on paper

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53 days until The Art of the Unknown is loose in the world! While I was writing this, I read everything, everything! My further reading list is much less useful than a standard bibliography but perhaps way more interesting!

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Three years since my dad died. I hadn’t spoken to him in many years but I was coming round (or maybe in retrospect I wish I was.) He was an artist and a major weirdo. I got my love of wordplay, absurdist humor, and Heavy Metal magazine from him. Also my wide smile, squinty eyes and frizzy hair.

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The brilliant smallinklings has painted a portrait of our little Lucy, depicting our cranky old lady as a saintly beast, Our Lady of Perpetual Hope, always trusting that a crumb of toast or a crispy bit of salmon skin might fall into her mouth. Sometimes it does! The power of Lucy compels us!

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Scent of the night: Lvnea Les Lunatiques is a cupped palm of night air: softly flickering mothwings at midnight, shadow-draped blooms furled in upon themselves dreaming, the holy gleaming poetry of cosmic light from stars long dead, the sweet murmuring exhalations of a slumbering grove of saplings.

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Scent of the day: Anatol Lebreton Fleur Cachée is celery & shadows, green seeds & spice pods crushed on cool marble, desiccated bouquets more dust than bloom, the skeletal, cobwebbed remains of frosted confections. Gillian Anderson as the clock-stoppingly tragic figure of Miss Havisham.

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