Zines

Selected Zines

Vampthology Book One: Cycle A snake emerges from sprawling branches of nightshade to swallow its own tail.
A waxing moon sits at the center of the dark night sky, framed sharp, bare branches of an oak tree. A few acorns hang from the branches. A vulture stares menacingly from atop a branch. I Will Feed I am all around you- The mist in your last breath,
A relief of a lamb sleeps atop a tilted broken mirror. A scared person with large round glasses is reflected within the scattered shards of glass. Touch You hypnotized me with your power And gorged upon my naivety. The image of you haunts me and G
Reliefs of bats frame a white arch. A Valediction O Hunter I write these last words to you, And with these words my fate is sealed, The man who made my still heart beat anew. I thought my muse should hear before I yield. A fanged man in fanciful a
Two wooden posts emerge from the dark sea. Carved at the top are the heads of two smiling pirates who look into each other’s eyes. Knotted rope connects the posts. A pirate ship sails in the distance below a full moon. A Sailor’s Hitch They put me
Framed by greenery and sharp branches, a woman in traditional clothes stands with a shovel and watering can. Crows watch her smile gently as the sun sets behind her head, leaving her shrouded in shadow. A humble house sits in the distance. The Garde
A pajama-clad person, illuminated by lantern light, recoils in horror at the sight of a bloodied rabbit in the woman’s hands.. She rushed to where her neighbors were gathered, hoping to reveal herself to them before someone else could. Surely they w
Despite her pleas, the neighbors brandished the very garlic she helped grow as they chased her into her home. Cowering against the door, the woman shields her face as garlic crashes through her window. They set the building ablaze with her inside,
A sewer tunnel drips with ooze. Roaches skitter up the walls. A trail of flies leads to a hunched figure, their flesh ripping and rotting. They peek from behind their bony hands. Growing Pains Something is amiss. I can feel it in my teeth. Like pa
The midsection of a snake overlaps into a figure-eight. Nightshade peeks from behind it. Eric Clift @ETVTArt etvt.art
Vampthology Book Two: In Memoriam A loose and gritty illustration of funeral flowers- roses, lilies, and daisies- engulf the title.
Below thick clouds, ivy consumes a leaning brick wall. Dark liquid splashes from the old sewer gate behind. Vernal A man slinked out of sewer sludge to sing A song of love and loss. Not loss of love But loss of sanity. His flame was spring In fiel
Roaches scatter in a confession booth. Under the inverted cross and through the screen, two nuns share the close space in ecstasy. One nun, fanged and smiling, gently tugs on the other's collar to reveal her neck. Unearthly Affair With lilac lips
With limbs stretched outwards, a curvy torso is pierced with arrows from all directions. Birds scatter in the sky over the empty field. Cold We watched as they bound you to the stake, bare and blue and spread like scissors. The metal bolts in your
A looping black ribbon breaks in the middle of a figure eight. Torn Satin Lighting curls of hair and lashes The waxy halo wanes, Your features stuck like leather ice Against the dying flame. I know that you had died tonight But still I can't be s
Villagers dance and celebrate, ignoring the small old man hunched over his spiral-carved cane at the far edge of the square. His belongings are in two small sacks at his feet, and a large hill breaks the distant tree line. One man, ornamented in a fi
The woodcarver is slumped against a tree, his cane beside him in the grass as the silhouette of the stranger stands against the sky. At the end of each day the pale man came to look upon the woodcarver's work and soon after, drained from exhaustion,
A hand reaches up into a stream of light. The beam breaks between fingers. How dare the moonbeams beat upon me, Reminding me of something lost: A sun that set after a long day That I saw long enough to watch withdraw. The heavens were amber spun
The funeral flowers are swarmed with flies. Artist's Contact Information Eric Clift-Thompson @ETVTArt etvt.art
Title: Girls Girls Gore Girls, Girls, Girls is written in a thin script. A splatter with a rough serif font saying Gore is covering the third "Girl". Subtitle: Macabre Maidens for the Morbidly Inclined 18+ Zine is printed in neon pink and black riso
Inside a neon oval frame with a death's head motif, a chubby woman with a short bob smirks as she smokes a cigarette from a long vintage holder. She is wearing only a bowler-style hat, some necklaces, and thigh-high hosiery. The severed head of a man
A spider descends from a cobweb in the corner of the repeated frame motif. A nude woman with long, dark, curly hair looks over her shoulder while on her knees. Her skin is peeling in various places, and worms wriggle on and under her skin.
Extending beyond the frame, a woman is on her knees, eyes lidded and head tilted back. She is wearing only thigh-high hosiery and holds a bleeding heart over her mouth. Blood runs from her lips to her chest.
On her knees with her arms over her head, a thin woman flashes a gapped-tooth smile. She is wearing only a cabaret-style headband with a feather and a few necklaces. Between her spread legs, intestines spill onto the ground with a bloody splatter.
A headstone casts a shadow over a wilted flower. The stone features a broken heart with the text "Here Lies Your Heart" and an infinity symbol.
A blood splatter sits under the text. "A Playlist For You Corpse Grindin' Man- Harley Poe Living Dead Girl- Rob Zombie Mosquito- Yeah Yeah Yeahs Who Taught You How to Love- King Dude Dead Girls Love Me- Aurelio Voltaire" "Find Me @ETVTArt ETVT.art"

Girls, Girls, GORE Risograph Printing Courtesy of Clatter Press (Columbus, OH)

An illustration of scissors over dotted lines overlay a faded pile of magazine scraps. The title, "I AM GROTESQUE", is in a grungy collage-like font.
Image: The scraps and cutting scissors motif continues over the subsequent spreads Text: Grotesque Gro-tesque /ɡrōˈtesk/ Comically or repulsively ugly or distorted
Image: Collaged creatures decorate the pages- a deer with wings and a rat tail, a wildcat sculpture bust on a bird body and hoofed leg, a child's head morphing into the curls of a wild sled, and others. Text: The word grotesque originates with the re
Image: A collage depicts a person shaping a clay pot on a wheel. Within the pot is a collage depicting an exaggerated portrait of the artist with bulging eyes, spots, and an enlarged forehead. Text: I had already drawn parallels between my own body a
Image: Images of statues and old magazine illustrations are halved to create a centaur and a mermaid Text: But I began to think about the grotesque and made a realization: the majestic gryphon, alluring mermaids, powerful centaurs, fierce gargoyles..
Image: The previous collage portrait of the artist on a finished vase. Strong arms emerge from the sides of the pot, one of them taken from Michelangelo's painting "Creation of Adam". Text: Although the original intent of the authors cannot be change
A flammability notice from a piece of furniture is collaged onto the paper scrap background. The artist's name and contact information is listed below. Text: Eric Clift-Thompson www.etvt.art @ETVTArt
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