Platform Edge – Unsolicited Selfies

Comic that ran last year in NY Waste.


Happy New Year, and further NY Scary Tales of the Evil Hippie Cult.

The more fleshed -out story continues over on

The end of December and start of January were pretty hectic since I was part of some comic slideshow performances for the release of the new World War 3 Illustrated from AK Press here in NYC and Pennsylvania, a public Thelemic Winter Solstice Ritual, and there was New Year’s Eve at C-Squat. I didn’t play with the band this time (which was fine by me because in between doing all this I spent a week in bed with maybe the most severe cold I’ve ever had in my life). But Michelle Shocked came up and joined the band with Eric, Seth, Andy, and John Wagner on guitar for a surprise number.

NY Scary Tales on Medium

Reconfiguring my memoirs of the days in a screwed up art collective under the title “Evil Hippie Cult” over on There is additional text to the comics which were drawn in real time.

So, clap if you’re also on Medium, and if not? Pop by, read and enjoy our neuro and cpunk anti-hero adventures.

Ink drawing of a poppet doll I named Dr. Sangre, made for us by our friend Monica. Dr. Sangre appears later in this series. Inexplicably, under tumblr’s new asinine community guidelines, this image was also flagged and hidden. I have no idea why. But you can enjoy it here.

Dementia Praecoxia – Berry Thief

Among the ruins , but someone (that giant owl in the background?) still considers the berries property. Not “I want them”, more like “I don’t want anyone I look down on taking sustenance from them.”

Like back in the 90’s, there was a story on the 10 o clock news about a pizzeria who’s owner poisoned the pizzas at the end of the night that were being thrown in the dumpster outside—-because he didn’t like homeless people eating them. The unsold, discarded pizzas. He had no further use of them. But homeless people , in his mind, shouldn’t be privy to them. So, this is an aspect found in human nature, whether it’s rational or not.

Praecoxia on the other hand, will fill the basket, take it back with hir and offer some to whoever s/he chances upon who looks hungry, and whatever that leads to it leads to.

Rat Journal 07 – Biopsy

I get a biopsy and Valentine gets Rat babies. Plus Survival Research health nightmares and MOMA party drunkorexia.

This is actually from much earlier this year. Spoiler alert for this video: This benign tumor, they’ve been monitoring it every six months to see if it’ll grow or do anything else. The other option was to just remove it at the jump, but I didn’t like being laid up and not being able to go to butoh class.

Actually out of commission a little longer than predicted, given they botched the procedure. I wrote about that on Medium:

And of course, rat babies, with proud parents Valentine and Ludwig.