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the october country

@the-october-country / the-october-country.tumblr.com

A blog for darker evenings and misty days, full of autumn leaves and apples, ghosts and witches, folklore and fairytales. I update all year round, but most frequently at this time of year, and the blog is both an outlet for my love of autumn and Hallowe'en and a gathering place for art, from horror films to medieval woodcuts, that evokes the sinister, the mysterious and the otherworldly. This blog has a winter counterpart at now-winter-comes-slowly. Formerly cloudsinvenice, these days I use @tealightcandles1794 to admin my various special interest sideblogs, and you can always message me there if you need to get in touch.
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“She imparted to me those terrible secrets of the Black Arts which were deep in her soul.“  From Weird Tales, 1936.

Here are all the vintage images I’ve so far encountered that, for one esoteric reason or other, are categorized as “occult.”

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The pulp illustrations of Virgil Finlay have been a mainstay of this blog for many years (and you can enjoy more of them here), but this piece had a particularly interesting afterlife - as Tellers of Weird Tales describes... 

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“Now that’s what I call magic—seein’ all that, dealin’ with all that, and still goin’ on. It’s sittin’ up all night with some poor old man who’s leavin’ the world, taking away such pain as you can, comfortin’ their terror, seein’ ‘em safely on their way…and then cleanin’ ‘em up, layin’ ‘em out, making ‘em neat for the funeral, and helpin’ the weeping widow strip the bed and wash the sheets—which is, let me tell you, no errand for the fainthearted—and stayin’ up the next night to watch over the coffin before the funeral, and then going home and sitting down for five minutes before some shouting angry man comes bangin’ on your door ‘cuz his wife’s havin’ difficulty givin’ birth to their first child and the midwife’s at her wits’ end and then getting up and fetching your bag and going out again…We all do that, in our own way, and she does it better’n me, if I was to put my hand on my heart. That is the root and heart and soul and center of witchcraft, that is. The soul and center!”

Granny Weatherwax moodboard

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