Honi Soit Qui Mal Y Pense Shame to Him Who Evil Thinks
PERFUME OIL BLENDS
Presented in an amber apothecary glass vial.
Because of the nature of this project, imps are not available for any District scents.
Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab and Black Phoenix Trading Post are proud to present a scent series representing the people, places, and culture of New Orleans’ Storyville, featuring artwork by the inimitable Molly Crabapple. Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab is pandering the perfumes, and Black Phoenix Trading Post is offering District-themed atmosphere sprays and a gorgeous District tee illustrated by Molly!
Lavish bordellos and shady cribs, dazzling jazz, and swinging saloons: bounded by Basin, Iberville, Robertson, and St Louis, Storyville, known to locals as the District, was New Orleans’ legal red light district from 1897 to 1917.
This is a charitable, not-for-profit venture. Proceeds from every bottle go to Habitat for Humanity: New Orleans. Habitat for Humanity builds houses in partnership with sponsors, volunteers, communities, and homeowner families, whereby families are empowered to transform their own lives, and aids in eliminating poverty housing in the New Orleans area while serving as a catalyst to make decent shelter a matter of conscience and action.
Molly Crabapple is an award winning illustrator, and the founder of Dr. Sketchy’s Anti-Art School. Molly has drawn for the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, Marvel Comics, the Bloomberg Corporation, the Coagula Art Journal, and Playgirl, and she has illustrated eight books including Scarlett Takes Manhattan. She has also turned her talents to 30-foot theatrical backdrops, children’s books, parade installations, burlesque posters, critically acclaimed webcomics, pornographic comic books, art writing, and gallery shows around the world. More about the lovely Miss Molly can be found through a feature on her in the Art & Design section of the New York Times.
The Excuse, the Madman, the Wild Card, the Highest Trump That Prospers from All Previous Tricks. He is the Everyman, but also the Outsider and the narrator in the moment that he enters the tale. The Fool is the root from which all the other trumps spring, but is also the card without value. He carries no number because he stands outside, above, and below the social order; he exists beyond the other cards, unencumbered. He is free to move both onstage and backstage; he can break the fourth wall and address the audience. He is improvisation, the unwritten script. Folly and sagacity, hesitation and leaps of faith. Absolute freedom, absolute nothingness; anarchy, indifference, prodigality, balance, and imbalance.
Everything matters, nothing matters. We all walk off the cliff eventually.
If one wants to form a picture of the symbolic process, the series of pictures found in alchemy are good examples, though the symbols they contain are for the most part traditional despite their often obscure origin and significance… It also seems as if the set of pictures in the Tarot cards were distantly descended from the archetypes of transformation…
“The symbolic process is an experience in images and of images. Its development usually shows an enantiodromian structure like the text of the I Ching, and so presents a rhythm of negative and positive, loss and gain, dark and light. Its beginning is almost invariably characterized by one’s getting stuck in a blind alley or in some impossible situation; and its goal is, broadly speaking, illumination or higher consciousness, by means of which the initial situation is overcome on a higher level. As regards the time factor, the process may be compressed into a single dream or into a short moment of experience, or it may extend over months and years, depending on the nature of the initial situation, the person involved in the process, and the goal to be reached. The wealth of symbols naturally varies enormously from case to case. Although everything is experienced in image form, i.e., symbolically, it is by no means a question of fictitious dangers but of very real risks upon which the fate of a whole life may depend.”
– Carl Jung, Archetypes of the Collective Unconscious
The First Trump, the Master of Ceremonies, the Compère, the Doorkeeper of the Tarot. Originally the Juggler – the prototypical Trickster – he was transformed by the shifting currents of collective consciousness into the consummate Magus. He is the Carnival King and the Lord of Gamblers, the First Diviner and the Master of Chance. He is Hermes, he is Mercury, he is Apollo; he is the opening note and the final triumph of the Opus and the Messenger of the Divine. He commands, controls, and synthesizes the Four Elements; he is Aleph, he is the first substance, he is the source of all numbers. He is the intersection of Heaven and Earth.
The Magician in his current incarnation embodies action in all forms, skill and perspicacity, the utilization of innate talents, and deliberate, conscious transformation, yet he is still the Juggler – the Supreme Trickster – forever playing Three-card Monte with your fate.
A paean to sexy mall gag gifts and Valentine’s Day tropes! Scents by Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, art by Drew Rausch!
Safety precaution: THESE ARE PERFUMES! The themes are jokes and are NOT to be used for sexytime. Do not drink, do not slather on your junk, do not use in lieu of lube, don’t spray on your pubes. Don’t do anything crazy with these; they’re perfumes.
On doubtful wings flies the inconstant hour, nor does swift Fortuna pledge loyalty to any.
A paean to Fortuna, as we seek blessings to help us navigate the turbulent seas of the new year.
Approach strong Fortune, with propitious mind and rich abundance, to my pray’r inclin’d Placid, and gentle Trivia, mighty nam’d, imperial Dian, born of Pluto fam’d; Mankind’s unconquer’d, endless praise is thine, sepulch’ral, widely-wand’ring pow’r divine! In thee, our various mortal life is found, and some from thee hi copious wealth abound; While others mourn thy hand averse to bless, in all the bitterness of deep distress. Be present, Goddess, to thy vot’ry kind, and give abundance with benignant mind.