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Here’s an illustration done only a few days ago. Originally was going to hand paint in watercolor, but I was a little too tired to move myself to the studio. The result looks like a cross between a tarot card and old comic book art. Still have the original black and white ink drawing. In case you haven’t figured it out, Mortem is the Latin word for death.

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Mortem. Drawn by Michele Witchipoo. March 2019. 

 

 

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The ever cynical Psycho Bunny has his thoughts on how 2016 been doing so far.

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Psycho Bunny’s thought about 2016 so far. Based on the comic by Michele Witchipoo. Jan. 2016.

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May Borg 1936 – 2015.

My mother passed away Saturday morning, September 26th, 2015. She had been in a hospice for the past two weeks, suffering from a blood disorder.

Still trying to process the events over the past two weeks. In the meantime, here’s a sketch I did of her two years ago. Another is a photo of me with my mother when I was a toddler.

After dinner I did a quick sketch of my mother. Photo from when she was either in her late teens or early twenties.

A quick sketch of my mother, done two years ago. Photo from when she was either in her late teens or early twenties.

Me and my mother during my toddler years.

Me and my mother during my toddler years.

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Did this quick pencil sketch over the weekend, trying to work on my shading. Pencils used was 2B and HB. Here’s the result:

Memento Mori Pencil Sketch, Sept. 2010. Drawn by Michele Witchipoo

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Through a friend’s posting on Facebook, I discovered this:

http://artsbeat.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/04/22/a-last-laugh-from-malcolm-mclaren/

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Malcolm McLaren's Coffin, April 2010. Photo from New York Times online article.

It reads on McLaren’s coffin, “Too Fast To Live Too Young To Die.” Now I have to laugh. Don’t know about you, but age 64 wasn’t that young. Actually, it qualifies for AARP membership. McLaren didn’t have that long of a lifespan, but it wasn’t that short either. Plus, McLaren led a life full accomplishments. Regardless what one may think about this twisted impresario, he was a man of many achievements.

In the New York Times online article, it mentions fashion designer and former McLaren girlfriend Vivienne Westwood. At McLaren’s funeral, Westwood was wearing a headband with the word “Chaos.”

Fashion designer Vivenne Westwood wearing Chaos headband at Malcolm McLaren's funeral. April 2010.

Fashion designer Vivianne Westwood wearing Chaos headband at Malcolm McLaren's funeral. April 2010.

Part of me is snickering at that so-called styling, and a part of me thinks its absolute brilliant. Would have to admit though, when its time for your “Greater Feast” one should leave this earth with style. It’s sheer genius to have a coffin embrazed with a slogan from your personal philosophy. Like you only life once right? So on that same accord, since you only die once, you should go out with with style.

A fine example is the king of Gonzo himself, Hunter S. Thompson. Back in August 2005, his ashes were fired from a cannon during a private ceremony. The cannon was shot from a tower from Thompson’s own design along with red, white and blue fireworks. The tower design itself was in the shape of a double-thumbed fist clutching a peyote button. If that’s not pure Americana, then I don’t know what is.

http://videosift.com/video/Hunter-S-Thompsons-Gonzo-Funeral

Perhaps its time for some candid honesty. When its my time to go, I want to have a funeral to die for. Get it? “To die for”…? Okay, bad joke, but anyway. Certainly wouldn’t mind having an awesome looking coffin to be buried in. One idea is to maybe have a shiny black lacquered coffin encrusted with a rhinestones. Easy on the rhinestones though, don’t want it to look like a Liberace reject. The rhinestones could be set in an Art Deco style pattern. The inside could be padded with silky white or red satin, with rose pedals scattered on top of my body. Oh, and of course I better be dressed in my finest. Like hell I’m going to meet my maker as if I just walked out of Old Navy. I want to be a ‘Dandy In The Underworld

That’s just one idea for my burial. I just gave you my Hollywood Babylon theme. Other themes could be Egyptian, Norse, or just have a coffin with Santa Muerte’s likeness painted on top of the lid. Ah, the endless possibilities. Get it? Okay, another bad joke. When it comes to death, I’ve got a ton of them. Whether or not they’re actually funny is besides the point.

Another thing…don’t know if I would want people to cry at my funeral. I don’t even know if people are actually gonna attend my funeral, but whatever. Wouldn’t be nice to turn mourning into a party instead? Have a celebration about the life one lead instead of wiping away tears with a snot filled Kleenex. Doesn’t have to be all wild and decadent, but a few cocktails in my honor would be nice.

Remembering back to when I was a small child, I would sit in my bed terrified of death. (I was a strange child to begin with.) As I grew up in Queens, NY, slowly I became fascinated with various graveyards nearby my neighborhood. After all, Queens is the land of the dead. No wonder I had spent my high school years as a ‘Death Rocker.’ (That’s a ’80s term for Goth, again those who don’t know.) Going back six years, I used to watch television shows like Six Feet Under and Dead Like Me. Guess I’ve accepted the dark cloud that hoovers over me.

However its not like I think about death 24-7. I’m just not as freaked out about the concept of death like I was during my childhood. Death is one of the eternal mysteries, just like love and sex. Besides, I believe that hell is right here on earth. Especially since the majority of us humans seems to be bound by our attachments. Doesn’t matter whether the attachments are material, cardinal desires, illusions. Attachments that bring forth pain if not dealt with properly. I still have a few attachments of my own, but at least I’m working on them.

Kudos does go to Malcolm McLaren. Why? It’s due to the fact that he (or whoever handled his funeral) made it unique, and a final lasting statement.

Oh, and btw, relatives of McLaren are asking for a “minute of mayhem” today as he is buried in London’s Highgate Cemetery.

http://artsbeat.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/04/19/a-final-minute-of-mayhem-for-malcolm-mclaren/

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Woke up. Went to make of what’s left of the Christmas flavored coffee. Go over to the desk to check the email, then hit Facebook to check any additional messages. Found out about this:

http://www.heraldsun.com.au/entertainment/influential-melbourne-guitarist-rowland-s-howard-dies/story-e6frf96f-1225814790391

It’s one thing to hear about Michael Jackson, but its another to hear about a musician that you’ve actually liked. Rowland recently passed away from cancer at the age of 50.

During my mid-late teen years I was heavy into the whole Goth/Death Rock subculture. Back in the days of vinyl, I had records from Birthday Party, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Lydia Lunch. These folks that I’ve just mentioned had a connection to guitarist Rowland S. Howard.

Roland is more well known for his time with The Birthday Party. That was Nick Cave’s band before he formed more popular Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds. Later he did a series of collaborations with various acts, such as Lydia Lunch, Fad Gadget, Nikki Sudden, Henry Rollins, Einstürzende Neubauten, the list goes on.

Here’s a Wikipedia entry about him:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rowland_S._Howard

I could post a video of him performing with Lydia Lunch, but I thought this was more suitable:

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