Found this photo in my Crystal Healer LA archives – I setup my Seeking Divine Knowledge 2010 painting with my Aura Quartz crystal skull along with other Quartz crystals and Selenite with sprigs of rosemary.
Look upon this image and breathe and remember – all is well. You made it through another day.
May all beings be free.
Tuesday 2/10/2026 // Edit: I wanted to add a photo of HK Baphomet and Baphomet from the Occult Tarot deck. Side by side, they look aesthetically pleasing to me.
Feb 3, 2026: I love this particular card – it represents my style – kawaii occult graphics. Also, purple and orange just go together really well. Again this unique HK tarot deck was a limited edition purchase from Etsy years ago so don’t ask where I got it from. But hey, there might be something similar?
I’m sure people who read my blog – including family members – will assume I’m a devil worshipper or satanist just because I’m into occult shit. What most people don’t really know is that the devil isn’t an actual creature – it’s a composite symbol. It represents the material plane – worldy success, addiction, obsession, people, situations or things that ‘bind’ us to them in a negative way (bondage). It’s really just an invisible force that gets projected onto people and things; for example – women, booze, drugs, sex, white people, etc.
Like when people are trying to tempt us, or even something playful as an invite to something fun, daring, or out of the norm – we usually say ‘you’re being the devil right now’.
The Devil is also associated with Capricorn.
Large GIF incoming…I forgot about this. Made in After Effects, exported in Photoshop to lessen file size and frames. Valentine’s Day is such a cheesy holiday but I secretly love making graphics for it.
Since it is February 2026, I figured I would post these. Found in an old folder of Tumblr images that I pulled down. Vintage, cheesy valentine card hand drawn graphics…I love them.
Sat 8/20/22: bumping this up as well because I like it.
A digital drawing from 2013, using Photoshop and a Wacom tablet. I signed with my old graffiti name, SHERM.
It used to be so fun, challenging and also frustrating building websites; I was so obsessed about how mine looked and I was constantly tweaking it. The site was built in HTML via Dreamweaver, I was using iframes and tables to align elements. At the time, everybody was doing it that way.
Then WordPress came out.
All this reminiscing came about because I was thinking about Futura 2000’s website around 2004 when I started learning web design.
His website stood out to me because it was very experimental and out there. Everybody was using Flash to make their website graphics interactive.
However, I didn’t learn how to code actual HTML until 2014.
So yeah, before I switched to Save the Savages – Shermgrafik was my first ever domain.
Want to take a trip down www memory lane? You can see old versions of websites at Internet Archive.
While driving to work I was holding this Garnet Soapstone (available for purchase) in the photo and got a surge of energy flow through me and my eyes welled up a little…I thought about blood, bloodshed and sacrifice.
In my mind’s eye I got a flash of witches being accused and persecuted. Perhaps these were just mental pictures from witch-related movies I’ve seen, I wasn’t sure. But it was enough to make me feel something and to write this down.
Anyways.
In terms of sacrifice, often times we think about veterans who were in the war, but what about the thousands of innocent witches, healers who were burned at the stakes…
What about the countless women who were raped past, present and future…
It was brought to my awareness recently that James Marion Sims, the father of modern Gynecology, owned black slave women and cut them up without anesthesia in order to study and learn about our reproductive organs.
The history of mankind is gruesome and it was the women who usually suffered the most.
They all sacrificed themselves to have what we have today.
All these women live through me and they exist as little druzy sparkles in this Garnet Soapstone. Garnet is all about strength and security. I am you, you are me, we are One. Now whenever I look at Almandine Garnets I will always think about all the blood that has been shed and seeped through the earth to create such a beautiful stone.
I cursed myself often, often wishing I was a man instead. They always seemed to get away with doing things. It took some time to love my body and accept myself as a woman.
I used to be angry that my period would inconvenience me, it’s actually happening right now and I think it’s perfect for writing this post.❤️
I was digging through old files when I stumbled upon this old drawing. My mom was Christian so after she passed away in 2006, my soul wanted to draw, paint and explore the dark stuff. I was fascinated by the occult, Satanism, Anton LaVey and the image of the devil.
I was also heavily influenced by tattoo imagery, so I borrowed the devil image from Sailor Jerry’s flash. I wanted to be a tattoo artist at some point, so I bought a tattoo machine – tattooed myself and a couple of people out of my home. I was a scratcher, I didn’t get very far :/
Anyways, I guess I’m just reminiscing.
The Devil (15) is still my friend. I look forward to seeing him and I actually laugh, wondering what kind of temptation will he present to me whenever he shows up via tarot, or will he play the devil’s advocate through a person I encounter that day? You never know and that’s why I like him. He breaks up the seriousness of the tarot with his presence.
It’s not luck at all, but call me lucky.
Lucky because I can put some of my uniqueness into the graphics I create for work.
Lucky because it’s a quiet atmosphere.
Lucky because I am alone for hours, with space to create and generate ideas.
Lucky because I got this far in life and I didn’t even have to get a college degree or drown in massive amounts of debt.
Lucky because I have the ability to keep on learning.
Lucky because I get to experience life in a human body.
I can stare at this all day. Kinda like a lava lamp, but not really.
If what you are really passionate about became your job, would you still love it?
Would you still feel the creative fire, or would it be replaced with feelings of obligation? Feeling stagnant and uninspired will also likely soon to follow.
