Author Archives: charlottejane2002

About charlottejane2002

Author of 'P is for Prostitution', 'The Bloody Sacrifice' and co-editor of 'A Contemporary Western Book of the Dead' which are all published by Mandrake of Oxford. Italian publisher Roberto Migliussi has recently released 'The Sky is a Gateway, Not a Ceiling', a book of Charlotte's collected essays printed alongside images of his own art work. Charlotte is also an artist who creates spiritually directed art works from road kill and found objects. She has had her written work printed in anthologies and various magazines and on line publications and has given presentations at many events and institutions including Edinburgh University and Brooklyn's 'Museum of Morbid Anatomy'. Her art work has been exhibited widely including at London's Chelsea Gallery and The Bath Royal Literary and Scientific Institute, and is soon to be shown in New York.

Life is Not A Commodity

I am a very small dog. In the recent two years of my eight year life, I have lived in a loving home. For six years prior to that, I was owned by a woman who bred show dogs. By … Continue reading

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Branding Artists Creates Scar Tissue

I need to update my website and have been neglectful of my social networking. A sculpture that I sold was destroyed by the professional art packers I hired to transport it, so I’m presently locked in an insurance battle to … Continue reading

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Anarchy and the Mid Life Crisis

  There is much derision and mockery of the midlife crisis, most of it focused on men. Men with new gym memberships, new wardrobes, guitars, girlfriends and motorbikes and a few gold necklaces and articles of speedo swimwear thrown into … Continue reading

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Suffering for Art

‘When I was young, I had to choose between the life of being and the life of doing. And I leapt at the latter like a trout to a fly. But each deed that you do, each act, binds you … Continue reading

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The Expense and Glamour of Minimalism

For someone with such an acquisitive streak as myself, a person who leaves the house and invariably comes back with more, regards finding a discarded screw or bolt with excitement and for whom a clearance skip is a possible cornucopia, … Continue reading

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Riding An Elephant

I was on holiday in Chiang Mai with my family. We had been there many times before and had always managed to avoid the ubiquitous elephant ride, but for some reason on this particular visit my parents decided to stop … Continue reading

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Santa, His Sleigh and The Reindeer of the Apocalypse

The day after Boxing Day and I am in a cosy room at my sister’s house that smells more than vaguely sulphurous, sporting two impressive fat and sugar fuelled spots on my face and writing this whilst everyone is still … Continue reading

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