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a rambling & poetic autoethnography of
western occult magic as a pathway for
environmental learning & advocacy

The first graphic novel of its kind, Witchbody is a meandering synthesis of autoethnography, magic theory, and philosophical speculation. It is full of wonder at what it can mean to learn and teach and change and grow in this world which belongs to all of us: you, me, plants, trees, coffee cups and garbage bins. What can it mean to be a witch today, in the city?

2016 Doug Wright Spotlight Award Nominee

2016 LGBT Youthline Outstanding Achievements in
Post-Secondary Academic Environment Award

I made this work as – more or less – my Masters thesis in Environmental Studies and Sustainability Education. It seemed pointless to write a stuffy paper that perhaps only three or four people would ever read. I wanted to make something that was an exhale containing my soul, and so I decided to make a comic book about magic. Magic is my lifeblood, it is my lens, it is how I feel and interact with others. It is all of those things, and more. This book is an illustrated essay about how techniques of magic can re-orient the practitioner to see non-human bodies and relationships in different ways.

Part activist, part academic, part rant, part poetry, part magic: all illustrated.

My practices as an illustrator, writer, and witch are all intermingling, entangled. These creative processes are my way of working out similar things using different methods and media, but the creative fire that emerges comes from the same inspiration and intuition. I want to help push forward conversations about magic, life, death, change, transformation, environment, learning, growing.

I want to help us see our own stories, and to encourage the writing of new ones.

I created this book to be a talisman.

It will show you your relationship to it, where you have touched it and where you have been. It will draw your attention to the marks you are always making. It will show you that it can mark you, too.

Risograph printed, black ink never really dries. While it will never get on your clothes, after extended reading you may find your fingers stained just slightly, and on each creamy page, if you look closely, you’ll be able to see fingerprints (inky, yours): barely noticeable. This book is about objects. It is about how the world pushes back on us, how it shapes our bodies, creates our forms, curates our creations.

Will you accept its invitation?