Ash Wednesday: Quaranzine Edition.

Hey guys, and gals, or whatever y’all identify as these days, this week I wanted to take a moment, or I guess a blog post to highlight some of my creative friend’s quarantine projects they have slowly been coming in so I am sure i'll be doing another segment in the upcoming future, but yea so here we go! With all the insaneness and crazy that's going on in the world I thought there is a ton of artist’s content that is getting swept under the radar. So let's  go! 

Ash Catcher

Lexi Spino, Artist, Poet, Over all Badass


Fairy Tales 

Sometimes we have expectations 
That will never get met 

Acceptance is a bitch 
Denial one of her best friends
And alongside them 
Watching from another realm 
Is the mother of fairy tales 
Sometimes she crosses 
and sprinkles a bit of that 
golden daze into days 
flowing into nights 

But sometimes she 
just waits to make sure 
the others know where 
the line is

and that line is also a bitch
who sits in your head eating 
away at the back of it 
putting in the darkness
that consumes the acceptance

Until it just turns into denial 
of the wants and needs 
and leaves the reality of it all
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Charred feathers 
How do you move on from trauma
when half of your trauma 
is attached to you for life.
How do you accept the bad and leave it 
when there was something so beautiful 
created from i

There's a special bond regardless 
when kids are involved and that can never
be ripped or cut away. 

But the toxicity. The abuse. 
The anger. The depression. 
The manipulation. 
Still remains there as well. 
The regrets. The pain. 
The hatred. The sorrow. 
The resentment. 
The forgiveness. 
The battle
can never be severed.

How does one heal, 
when it is constantly coming back around? 
How does anyone love 
ever again…
or be loved
ever again…

When it isn't just baggage 
but a whole airplane 
constantly in flames 
yet still in flight.

Artimes Prime, Philly Musician. 
Artimës Prime is a Hip Hop artist from the Philadelphia area. At 29 years of age, he has become a staple in Philadelphia’s underground music scene. Opening up for the likes of Michael Wavves, Beanie Sigel, Wiz Khalifa, and Snoop Dog; Prime brings a unique blend of power and consciousness into his music. His powerful tone mixed with his deep lyrics take the listener on a journey unlike any other. Known as the Boom Bap King, Artimës Prime likes to use 90s and early 00’s influences for his music, and with him performing at events like SXSW, it doesn’t look like he will slow down anytime soon. He is definitely about the pure craft of Hip Hop.


https://music.apple.com/us/album/quarantreat-ep/1511368160


https://open.spotify.com/album/5MqJ1fmdsYjl1EGPE1Sjfk?si=BrFcO0STRH2qxih__r2nyw

BLUR, Street Artist. Designer 


BLUR, is a Philadelphia/ Massachusetts based street artist that has been slowly creeping into the art scene for the past few years, It has been amazing to see how much their talent has been taken to the streets literally. BLUR is available for custom commission pieces, as well as murals. Check out their Merch too! Available at  http://www.blurstreetart.co

Lea Herpich- Poet. Thank you to this awesome submission Lea! I am all about your style and writing. I am sure you are all about cottage core like I am! 

Really bad poetry


How did I get here?
How do I get back
I’m walking on paths I’ve never seen
I don’t know where I am but I have no 
fear
The sun, the voice of comfort drying my tears 
I am where there used to be a swing 
Hung by a tree 
You are always with me, 
when you greet me again in the shape of the wind 
You are all always with me 
when I want to close my eyes,
because I fear my heart will break


-Lea, 21.04.2020 

Poem for Jessie 
So far but yet so close 
No matter when
No matter where 
Your kindness shines so bright I can see it from here 
You are always there
No matter when
No matter where 
So far but yet so close 


-Lea, 03.05.2020

Scraps of the “Collective Poem”


“The sky a pale blue 
  the flowers bloom for you 
  Rusty soul and rusty bones that keep stumbling   
  on stone”


“We are spread across the world, but connected 
  by the golden lace ribbon of magic, friendship 
  and love”

(Inspired by Florence Welch´s “Collective Poem” Project, written by Ariel, Agathe, Beth, Belle, Danielle, Emma, Lea, Margaret, Tessa, Jessie, Natalie and Steffi aka “The SAXY WITCHES” at one point during quarantine)

Vincent Peter Leary, Artist, Musician, Sound Engineer

Vince, is a multifaceted individual for sure, with being the face of several small indie, and various metal music projects, its easy to say that this guy has some pure talent. Recently choosing to focus on art, Vince’s style can be described as modern impressionism. With inspiration driving from Henri Mattissue, his large scale colorful pieces are sure to catch the eyes of future up and coming artists in the Bucks County, Philly art scene. It’s a nice break from the over saturation of watercolor artists there are, that is for sure! ​