I’ve done more to promote Beautiful Resistance, than any writer alive or dead! Did I get paid? Nooooooooooooooo! Indeed, I am the Father of Beautiful Resistance. After The Wiccan Threats From Hell, I wanted to take Belle to New York to meet the founder of Fashion Moda, Stefan Eins, whose images of cracks in the urban sidewalk hung in MOMA and other famous museums.
Stefan was looking forward to meeting Belle and I. The Fashion Moda folks loved the image of Lara Roozemond. I wrote a Musical around the blue bicycle I gave Belle. She begs for another one. I will get her another – if she models for me as agreed! I agree to be put in a cage while Belle poses – nude! She can choose her bodyguard. She will ride nude around the cage getting close to my easel. She is Venus ‘The Tease in a Half-shell. Alley will be in a dog outfit, screaming at me. Her mate will be roaring at me.
“I’m going to make this very simple for you. I don’t know if you know who I am, but I sure as hell know who you are, and when you fuck with my friends, you fuck with me. Stop writing about Belle or I am going to make your life very difficult. I mean it. If I see one more word about her on your blog, your FB, or anywhere else, I will make sure that you experience all the fear and discomfort that she is experiencing right now. And no, this isn’t a physical threat, so don’t try to play victim. Frankly, I encourage you to contact EPD, as they already know all about you. I will not do anything illegal, but mark my word you will regret it if you write one more word about her. I will make sure that the entire community knows exactly how much of a sick fuck you are. Your picture, your name, and “samples” of your writing will be posted on every bulletin board in town. There will not be a single person in the Eugene/Springfield area who won’t know that you’re a sick stalker who won’t leave a stalker who won’t leave a young girl alone. Cut it out. Now. This is your first, last, and only warning.”
Also, we wanted to challenge an unchallenged idea in both anarchist and Pagan publishing: we wanted to pay all our writers, to re-establish writing and art as labor that must be compensated. With A Beautiful Resistance and our other publications, we split all the revenue after costs 50% with all the contributors, with the other half going back into the organization to start new publishing projects. We’ve been pretty successful so far on this.
How did you personally come to paganism and what exactly is paganism as it doesn’t seem to be well understood in the general culture?
I can’t and won’t define Paganism for everyone, but I’ll happily tell you how I define it for myself.
Paganism is the moment I lose my words at the sight of wildflowers breaking through sidewalk cracks in the poor areas of a city; the resurgence of the wild into the disciplined misery of the oppressed. It’s the body that doesn’t fit into the machine, the dream of buried rivers and streams under pavement. It’s the tears I shed and the rage I feel when I see a river poisoned by an oil spill or see a mountain blown to bits to get at the
Tom Warren Portrait Studio at Fashion Moda South Bronx March 1983
I went up to the Moda in December 1982 as the Portrait Studio, to an event by Ansen Seeno. There was a scene at the Moda, a bit of Paradise in the Ghetto. The Portrait Studio melted into it, ate it up. I’ve never seen installation shots of my show, don’t have much of an image of it in my mind. Judging from portraits I took while the show was up and what was in the background, I either created totems of 20”x16” prints or a grid of them. integrating the photos with the other art on the walls, it was a three person exhibit. I had printed two 70”x52” Blow-Ups of group shots of the “Crew” from that December night, which were hung high, maybe one above the entrance. I returned to the Moda during the show and also periodically for the next two to three years to take portraits. Always a rewarding experience. The portraits were taken for the Community, that was the Modem Operondus of the Portrait Studio. I made it up there on a weekday afternoon during the show. After school the place filled up with kids, some of whom were in the photos. Wow, a nice place to be. Years later maybe in 2008, attending a South Bronx event I snuck out to a pizza restaurant. As I enjoyed my slice the place filled up. I wondered if it was remembered what I had done at the Moda back in the early 1980’s.