Behold

One of the first collages I made in the Forgotten Folklore series, this one featuring a cat my super-talented niece drew a few years ago and some baby drawings from my kiddo. 

This piece is a window into a world where discarded pages remember more than we do. It fuses torn scripture, Chattanooga relics, occult diagrams, sketched spirits, runes, pentacles, and stray symbols into a single chaotic spell-page. Every fragment feels like it was rescued from a different lifetime — a psalm half-burned, a chessboard etched from memory, a map leading nowhere, + a black cat drifting between timelines.

Layered with paint, sigils, Sharpie ghosts, and cut-outs from vintage books, the collage becomes a modern grimoire built from everyday Americana from the Chattanooga Goodwill bookshelf. The red X’s, green borders, and hand-drawn spirits create an energy of interference — like multiple realities trying to speak through the same paper. Thx 4 looking! 😎🙏