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FLUKE – a Wonderland of Book Arts

by Mark Katzman Upon an initial look into the filled-to-capacity 40 Watt with small tables staged tightly together and a slew of people sharing ideas and selling (or giving away or exchanging) their comics, mini-comics, artist books, graphic novels, art prints/etchings, self-published books, wonderfully weird zines and book […]

Wrestling – a Controlled Riot

by Bowen Craig I should go ahead and admit up front that, when I agreed to cover this event, I didn’t know fuck all about wrestling. BUT, after a few hours watching this pageant, this entertainment explosion, this show that caters-to-the-whims-of-the-audience better than theatre, better than music, better […]

Circumlocution

by Kat of Typographies As a kid, one of my family’s most scintillating excursions out of the cracked concrete meth den of our south Kansas City neighborhood was to a lake a little ways from town called, with typical Midwestern extravagance, Smithville Lake. The drive – three little […]

Athens Uncharted’s Third Invitation to the World (the third addition to our surely-doomed, semi-individualized attempt to personally invite every country to check out a local Athens, Georgia art scene website) 

by Bowen Craig  Mainly because I find it fun, and because we at Athens Uncharted really do want to invite everyone to join us here to revel in the thriving local Athens art scene, I have penned a third installment to this Hollywood-laced proffer to check out our […]

Marcel Sletten: Ambient Destiny

by Mark Katzman / Cover photo: Jason Thrasher The word ambient in Latin, ambiēns, means “going around.” Encircling, enveloping, surrounding. In the musical sphere, atmospheric. Ambient music creates a feeling; a mysterious experience which unfolds uniquely for each listener. It’s a genre of electronic music that emphasizes tone […]

The Great Pumpkin Patch

by Bowen Craig America has gone a little crazy with the pumpkin spicing, but pumpkins themselves are a pretty sane vegetable. They symbolize a season. They’re heavy and funky-looking. They delight children. They’re America’s temporary Fall furniture that we get to decorate ourselves, scare a few children with, enjoy and then watch […]

If You Type it, They Will Come

by Bowen Craig              LURE TO THE WORLD Pt. 1 The title of this article is a pop culture reference waaaayy too old for the Internet. If I didn’t hate Millennials with such a burning passion, I might actually listen to them or care what they think. There was a […]

Chaotic Equilibrium

Oscar Wilde said (sort of) that all we need to do to recapture our youth is keep on fucking up the same ways we did when we were young. Because I think if he were alive today he would appreciate my taste in disco pants and spoiled ne’er-do-well […]

Guernsey – Not an Island Run by Cows

by Bowen Craig Whenever Athens Uncharted gets a hit from a country that sounds more interesting than the one I’m currently in, I want to write about it. So far, it’s just Martinique and Somalia, and I’m kind of wavering on Somalia. Other than the higher-than-I’m-comfortable-with likelihood of […]

Mushrooms, Family, Anxiety and Serial Murder: an Interview with Local Author, Chevy Mize

by Bowen Craig  The debut novel, Tobias,  by local author/mycologist/woodworker/entrepreneur/romantic/musical hermit, Chevy Mize, is, among other things, an exploration of the mind of the mentally-ill narrator, who may or may not be a serial killer. Reading Tobias is a multi-level experience: interior/exterior, the face one presents to the world/the face one hides, […]

Hemp on the Southern Horizon

I met with Jacob Waddell, Director of the US Hemp Building Association, outside of the WNC Ag Center in Asheville, North Carolina, on July 26, 2021. The following day he was on the Industry Hemp Panel at SAHAE (Southern Atlantic Hemp & Arts Expo). The Southern Atlantic Hemp […]

Degenerate Verse

I have spent a lot of my adult life in bars. This is largely because I am an alcoholic, but also because I am a lonely masochist with an obsessive need to observe other human beings. I love, perversely, sitting by myself, eavesdropping on the conversations of strangers […]