Madness in Salem
Around the corner from where Giles Corey was crushed to death during the Salem Witch Hysteria of 1692, there is a crooked house that sits on cursed land. What brought upon this curse? Restless ghosts? Strange celestial alignments? An old lightbulb factory that leeched who knows what into the soil?
We may never know.
What we - I - do know is that at times a fugue over takes me and I reach for the sharpest of my tools. Shaking hands still as knives poise over a pristine surface. Images float through my mind as I work to give them form. Is this the same fever that filled the ancient courts of Oyer and Terminer with spectral evidence? The same inspiration that haunted H.P. Lovecraft on his many visits to Salem? The visions of witness who saw the strange lights in the sky over Salem Harbor in 1952?
To excise these visions, I press them out, trap them in ink and shackle them in wood.
And then I mail them to you.
A ho ho ha
