Sunday, January 25, 2009

Sunday Book Worship SPECIAL EDITION

Book of the Dead
20” x 26”
© Seraph + Splendor 2009

Now perhaps one wonders “how do Seraph + Splendor spend their time when not here entertaining us with their strange observations?” Do they simply play with silk all day long, as has been suggested by some? Or possibly they lounge about while the day’s work simply completes itself, like some wicked version of The Sorcerer’s Apprentice. If you know us at all, even by this blog alone, you know that is not the case…

Unfortunately as of late it seems our time has been occupied battling a vile collection of pseudo spiritualist interlopers, assorted ghetto witches and a particularly aggressive plagiarist.

The sorcery we practice is of a different sort than the above mentioned nonsense and snake oil. We perform a more practical magic if you will. Instead of jars of newt’s eyes and frogs tongues we amass orphaned buttons and homeless brooches. In place of empty runes we form true conjuring out of bits of cloth and strands of gold. Bits of ancient trimmings form nest among our shelves, guarding us against the intensions of the impure. For to whom we speak, you have been exposed…

Recently we have put our collection of lost and cast objects off to good use and began a new series of artwork. We have combined our experience with sewing and appliqué with elements of collage, sculpture and alchemy. These decrepit mosaics blend ornate fabrics and found objects with forms and spirits from the forgotten realms. This series is contained within gilded frames and resemble grimoires and books of spells and we are pleased with the opportunity to share it with you

Book of the Dead

An antique frame, crumpling and decrepit, like gilded serpents shedding their layers of gold. An empty portal holding infinite possibilities. The first vision to appear to us was a sinister “Book of the Dead”, part memento mori, and part book of spells. A skull crowned in a halo of flora, a shard of time, a forbidden key. Ancient velvet, red as blood, moldering away to ethereal dust. Dead cloth and strings of sorrow binding the bones of the past.

Atlas of Souls
16” x 24”
© Seraph + Splendor 2009

Altas of Souls

Beneath the perilous clouds rests a star map of old. A sacred sentinel holding riddles never to be lost be time. A keeper of the hidden path. A map of souls rust amid a briar of death…

On with the action now, I'll strip your pride
I'll spread your blood around, I'll see you ride
Your face is scarred with steel, wounds deep and neat
Like a double dozen before you, smell so sweet.

(“Am I Evil?” by Diamond Head)


Petra Voegtle said...

Nice work - very inspirational. Sorry to hear about your problems - hope you'll show these guys!!

Seraph + Splendor said...


Thank you for your kind words and encouragement - it is always great to hear feedback from fellow artists. And don’t worry our stalkers have been dealt with!!!


thombeau said...



Thank you for stopping by! I love your work and blog! You should really open an Etsy shop! It's a wonderful community! You can check out my shop if you're not familiar with Etsy, at:

I don't have a lot listed right now. but you can browse my sold items. Etsy allows you to sell handmade and vintage/antiques!

xo LL

Janelle Steinberg said...

Such a cool blog!!! Great name. Have you ever seen stuff by Mothology? Right up your ally. Mind if I link to you?

fannyfae said...

I am a new convert to your blog and I must say it is probably the most fascinating one on the Web! I now have a new reason to actually like Seattle! I just wish you had been around when I lived there! ;)

Seraph + Splendor said...

...thank you so much for the kind words regarding our blog! As for Seattle, what a strange place...and not in a particularly good way.

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