Infernally,
Miss Horn
29.12.11
The Rear...
I am too skinny when I train + too fat when I don't. I had a few "fat ass" comments on recent pictures I posted but I will not be ashamed. Yes, I have wide hips + a big butt even when I'm thin. I will not hide. Here it is in all its glory...
Infernally,
Miss Horn
Infernally,
Miss Horn
24.12.11
Inspired
So I am currently in the midst of creating a new show to unveil. The show will be revealed at a TBA performance in February in my hometown of Edmonton, AB. I thought I would let you in on the creative process of my performances a little bit. I like to make inspiration boards + I recently joined a site that lets me do it online. I'm excited to share with you these inspiration boards that I have started to build that reflect a visual inspiration for 2 new shows + a few other things that are just me.
I'm sure you'll see a whole new angel to my art from these.
http://pinterest.com/MissHorn
Infernally,
Miss Horn
I'm sure you'll see a whole new angel to my art from these.
http://pinterest.com/MissHorn
Infernally,
Miss Horn
20.12.11
Torture Garden Montreal
Hello beautiful deamons + deamonesses,
I thought I would tell you all about my new show debuted at Torture Garden Montreal on November 26th, 2011. My show of course starts out with a stage covered in egg, salt, + oil so that when I enter onto it wearing towering 7 inch heels I am bound to be slipping + sliding. Once I make my wobbly entrance smoking a cigarette, I put it out perfectly on my tongue... this part of the show stood alone. So first thing first, to strip off my corset, of course I wore my most difficult corset to get in + out of ensuring that I would get stuck + need my lovely assistant, Lylia, to pop my out of it. Next to light my torches to begin the fire segment. My fuel conveniently gets switched with water to continue with the theme of the show. With my torches thoroughly soaked in water + not able to light, I continue dancing clumsily around the lubed stage. A wonderful onlooker tries to come to my aid + pours alcohol over the torches in an attempt to save me. The already water logged torches hold a dull flame at best but when I grab my other fuel to attempt a spit I take a swig of the toxic substance + appropriately the torch goes out right before I can spit. Now I have stage assistants + managers scrambling to relight my torches while I wait + let the poisonous fuel sit + absorb into my mouth. All part of the show of course. In a last gasp the torch gets lit again + I finish the show by spitting a few fireballs. I take a bow + exit the stage. Burlesque originated with comedy after all.
Satire aside, I do apologize to fans + attendees of TGM that I could not perform a real show for you. I had fun regardless. I thank the wonderful promoters + TG London staff for having me. It was a wonderful weekend. I love Montreal + every time I leave I miss it more than the last.
In keeping with the theme of the trip I was in Niagara Falls for a few days after Montreal on my way to Orlando. Upon crossing the border on my way to Buffalo-Niagara Airport, the officers at border patrol interrogated me, ripped my luggage apart, yelled at me, finger printed + photographed me. They proceeded to turn me away because with so much recent travel back + forth from Canada to the USA on my record, as a freelance artist I have "loose ties" to Canada, so even vacation travel is "too suspicious". I hope to get this resolved soon + hopefully resume my trip to Orlando + beyond. For now I am working on a new stage show with my close friend + favorite designer, Elise of Sweet Carousel Corsetry.
Thank you for your continued support. I love you deamons!
Infernally,
Miss Horn
I thought I would tell you all about my new show debuted at Torture Garden Montreal on November 26th, 2011. My show of course starts out with a stage covered in egg, salt, + oil so that when I enter onto it wearing towering 7 inch heels I am bound to be slipping + sliding. Once I make my wobbly entrance smoking a cigarette, I put it out perfectly on my tongue... this part of the show stood alone. So first thing first, to strip off my corset, of course I wore my most difficult corset to get in + out of ensuring that I would get stuck + need my lovely assistant, Lylia, to pop my out of it. Next to light my torches to begin the fire segment. My fuel conveniently gets switched with water to continue with the theme of the show. With my torches thoroughly soaked in water + not able to light, I continue dancing clumsily around the lubed stage. A wonderful onlooker tries to come to my aid + pours alcohol over the torches in an attempt to save me. The already water logged torches hold a dull flame at best but when I grab my other fuel to attempt a spit I take a swig of the toxic substance + appropriately the torch goes out right before I can spit. Now I have stage assistants + managers scrambling to relight my torches while I wait + let the poisonous fuel sit + absorb into my mouth. All part of the show of course. In a last gasp the torch gets lit again + I finish the show by spitting a few fireballs. I take a bow + exit the stage. Burlesque originated with comedy after all.
In keeping with the theme of the trip I was in Niagara Falls for a few days after Montreal on my way to Orlando. Upon crossing the border on my way to Buffalo-Niagara Airport, the officers at border patrol interrogated me, ripped my luggage apart, yelled at me, finger printed + photographed me. They proceeded to turn me away because with so much recent travel back + forth from Canada to the USA on my record, as a freelance artist I have "loose ties" to Canada, so even vacation travel is "too suspicious". I hope to get this resolved soon + hopefully resume my trip to Orlando + beyond. For now I am working on a new stage show with my close friend + favorite designer, Elise of Sweet Carousel Corsetry.
Thank you for your continued support. I love you deamons!
Infernally,
Miss Horn
17.10.11
Fucking for Fame...
Here is an issue that seems to pop up every once in a while in association with myself. I respect my fans + friends enough to be open + honest so I am finally going to address this. Hopefully this will finally put the issue to bed... no pun intended. It seems as though most of you know I have been romantically linked to a few well known men. I am not going to confirm or deny anyone specific, that is not the point of this post. As a female in the entertainment industry, I suppose it is almost inevitable that you will be accused of canoodling with certain powerful people for a more lucrative position, or opportunity within the industry. I suppose it is a right of passage + in that way I am flattered that people are even talking about me at all. Usually, I let people believe what they want to but as a strong, willful, driven, + ass-bustingly, hardworking woman, I want to make my point absolutely clear. I have worked myself to the edge of sanity on multiple occasions to be able to do what I love. I have gone without sufficient sleep, or food, stayed in what most would consider "un-inhabitable" conditions, put my safety at risk many times, performed for free even when I have been poor, all for the sake of my art. I would die for it. I would rather die than live anything other than for my artisitic dreams + vision. No one else could do this for me. Anyone in the industry knows that the concept of fucking for fame is pretty ridiculous anyway. If only it were that easy... I mean really! It comes with the territory that many of the men I have dated are also in the entertainment industry, I suppose I can relate to a certain lifestyle more similar to my own. There is obviously nothing I can do to prove this other than say with the integrity of my character that I would never be interested in someone because of what they could possibly do for my career. I am far too emotionally driven for that. One of the men in question did give me a wonderful opportunity, I should add that he was the only one to do so. I took it of course + I am forever grateful to him for believing in me. I genuinely loved + still love him, I would never have faked that for anything. Let me repeat that although I have dated some well known men, only one has ever helped with a career opportunity. I am a self-taught, self-created, one woman show + force of nature. Do not underestimate what sheer force of will can do. My mind is far more powerful than my vagina.
XOMH
30.7.11
Fake blood = Fake art
Dearest daemons...
So I recently did my first photoshoot with fake blood. This experience has lead me to explain why it will be the only one ever. It is no secret that I am a blood fetishist + completely fascinated with all aspects of the fluid. I am also a fairly vocal vegan. All those things aside, I am an artist. I am truely passionate about modelling + performing. I like to make modelling like a performance that gets captured in stills. I need to feel the energy of the shoot whether it's a sexual, cutesy, serious, horror, haute, whatever the theme, I need to feel it. Now I did not feel anything but sticky + uncomfortable using fake blood. To be quite honest, I did not feel proud of the work after I had done it, I felt ashamed. It was fake. I started thinking about this + soon after was contact for potential hire in another shoot requiring blood. I already knew I would not do it. This is where you're going to want to call me a hypocrite + burn me at the stake. I suggested we use real blood. Since buying human blood is illegal, the only option is animal blood. I know anyone reading this is scratching their head right now, considering all my work to support animal rights. I think it's aweful too but remember, I am an artist. In order for me to feel something it has to be real, there has to be energy. So I proposed this new photographer buy blood + donate the same amount of money spent on the blood to a charity that supports animals in some way. I know I am a hypocrite. I know a donation does not make the support of animal slaughter, however small, ok. The only thing I can say is that I would use human blood everytime, if I had the choice, even if humans were being slaughtered the way animals are. It's a terrible world we live in, equally to all it beauty.
I hope none of you lose your respect for my work. I appreciate your unwaivering support so far! I would not be able to live my dream if it wasn't for my amazing deamons. Thank you for your understanding!
All heavy controversy aside, here are the images from the shoot:
So I recently did my first photoshoot with fake blood. This experience has lead me to explain why it will be the only one ever. It is no secret that I am a blood fetishist + completely fascinated with all aspects of the fluid. I am also a fairly vocal vegan. All those things aside, I am an artist. I am truely passionate about modelling + performing. I like to make modelling like a performance that gets captured in stills. I need to feel the energy of the shoot whether it's a sexual, cutesy, serious, horror, haute, whatever the theme, I need to feel it. Now I did not feel anything but sticky + uncomfortable using fake blood. To be quite honest, I did not feel proud of the work after I had done it, I felt ashamed. It was fake. I started thinking about this + soon after was contact for potential hire in another shoot requiring blood. I already knew I would not do it. This is where you're going to want to call me a hypocrite + burn me at the stake. I suggested we use real blood. Since buying human blood is illegal, the only option is animal blood. I know anyone reading this is scratching their head right now, considering all my work to support animal rights. I think it's aweful too but remember, I am an artist. In order for me to feel something it has to be real, there has to be energy. So I proposed this new photographer buy blood + donate the same amount of money spent on the blood to a charity that supports animals in some way. I know I am a hypocrite. I know a donation does not make the support of animal slaughter, however small, ok. The only thing I can say is that I would use human blood everytime, if I had the choice, even if humans were being slaughtered the way animals are. It's a terrible world we live in, equally to all it beauty.
I hope none of you lose your respect for my work. I appreciate your unwaivering support so far! I would not be able to live my dream if it wasn't for my amazing deamons. Thank you for your understanding!
All heavy controversy aside, here are the images from the shoot:
*some photos were deleted before I could share this blog. I have uploaded the rest under the same title as the blog here:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MadelinaHorn
You can find more of Chris' work on MM:
http://www.modelmayhem.com/1582158
10.7.11
Norway pt II
Dearest daemons...
I'm sorry it has taken me so long to post here but I will fill you all in on my latest Scandinavian adventure to make up for it.
I spent all of June in beautiful Norway. I decided it was time to take a vacation + spend time with someone special to me. I arrived on a Thursday + was up + promptly ready first thing on Friday to head downtown Oslo for the Chrome Division 3rd Round Knockout release (for those of you who haven't been in the loop, I am on the cover). As with my last experience with these boys, I was greeted with open arms + open bottles. Cindy, one of the lovely Chrome Division girlfriends, was kind enough to prepare daquiries for us + they certainly did not last long. Delicious.
I was surprised to notice that the sun never really sets in Oslo's summers. It goes almost dark but just when you think it is finally set its rising again. I don't remember much from leaving Club John Dee's to arriving home, except that I required assistance removing my footwear...
The next few weeks were up + down. Spending 24hrs a day with the same person for a month takes its toll, no matter how much the two care about each other. Another challenge I had to face was sticking to my vegan diet. I tried my best but it was hard enough just being vegetarian. It seems I truly was in the land of the vikings where meat is the center of everything. The one thing I missed most about home besides my baby kitties, was my comfort foods. I ended up eating lots of desserts because most of the time that was the only thing vegetarian on the menu. I had plenty of lovely alcohol while I was in Scandinavia though. One night we even broke open the last bottle of limited edition Dimmu Borgir wine. It was probably the best red wine I have ever had. Not to mention how priveledged I felt to be able to share this rare wine that metal fans everywhere would have loved a taste of. Dare I say the Dimmu Borgir wine was actually better than the Wongraven (Satyricon) wine.
Before long I was off to Copenhagen to perform as a guest with my Swedish girls in Burn Bitch Burn for Copenhell. I arrived in Denmark at 730am! Disgustingly early. I was lucky enough to be checked into my room right away though.
I slept + awoke a few hrs later to the arrival of Sarah + My. It was my first time meeting My, but had already worked with Sarah on the Chrome Division (Ghost Rider in the Sky) video. We got ready + made our way down to the festival grounds. There was a bit of confusion + it turned out they didn't have a slot for us on the stage schedule so they had to reorganize some things + thanks to our lovely tour manager, Viktor, we got everything worked out. We got the best spot on the bill! We went on the second stage right after Deicide + before Judas Priest.
It was my first time sharing the stage with other performers. It wasn't my typical show but I had so much fun, I would do it again in a heartbeat.
I was exhausted after our show. I watched half of Priest's show but had just seen them in Oslo days before. Priest twice in one week! I slept good that night. The next day we arrived at the grounds around 6pm + I went straight for the catering. I didn't mention that the food backstage was to die for! After barely eating for weeks due to lack of options I finally had fresh raw salad bar, roasted potatoes, steamed veggies, chocolate soy milk, rhubarb cake, strawberries, assortments of tea, coffee, honey, raw sugar... yum! I was in heaven + ate way too much both days. Mayhem played the second day + I had never seen them before. It was a bit of a milestone moment for me considering I credit them for my introduction to metal at the tender age of twelve. I got to see the show from the comfort of right on the stage. It was breathtaking!
Later on after more food, me + the girls went to watch Morbid Angel's set, from the stage again! Which is luxury enough but I think I appreciate it even more than the average show goer because of my severe loathe for moshpits. They have quite the live sound! Our show was cancelled on day two due to the scheduling problems but I didn't mind at all. We had free food, endless free vodka, ciders, etc, + the comfort of our own cozy dressing room the escape to if we needed a quick break. It turned into a bit of a hall party near the end.
All of the bands + us were partying in each others dressing rooms with all the doors open down the hallway. Kind of like a big dorm party for metalheads.
They finally kicked us all out to start shutting down the grounds + we were shuttled back to the hotel to freshen up. We regrouped + walked to a bar called The Rock where I was promptly greated by the great Attila of Mayhem + who I beleive was the owner (but am still unsure) who asked what I wanted to drink + I said tequila so she gave me an entire bottle + we all did some strange shot. I still don't know what that shot was but it was painful. We had the VIP section for all of us Copenhell people. It was one of the best nights of my life. Hellhammer + I armwrestled but I lost... It must have been the tequila. hehe.
We partied at that club until 7am. I went back to the hotel w/ some of the guys + we continued to party as we all still had an abundance of alcohol left from the festival.
I went back to my room + attempted to get some sleep but I was still a little tipsy so I got up + when I looked down the hallway I was not the only one still awake so I went with some of the boys down for breakfast. after some food I fell fast asleep. My girls woke me up to say goodbye + I stayed in bed + booked a late checkout so I could get my beauty sleep. I awoke in the afternoon packed + headed to the airport where I was greeted with Starbucks! How I had missed this. There are no Starbucks in Norway FYI. I arrived back in Oslo in the late afternoon + felt like I was home again. I missed my Norwegian bed, for the few days I was away.
I spent the last few days in Norway. Relaxing + enjoying the company I had. On my last day I was taken out for a lovely dinner at a beautiful restaurant overlooking the city of Oslo. The view was breathtaking as was the food + wine.
The flight home felt much longer than the way there. My heart still aches to be back there...
Since I have been back home I have been catching up of business. My new website is up as I'm sure most of you know. I've been featured in Metal Hammer, Absolutely Underground, + SMN magazines this month. I have been approached by a publisher to release a book of my work, which I am currently working on. I am also planning some upcoming shows. Possibly some in Edmonton in September, Calgary October, the east in November, + a possible mini tour sometime late 2011 or 2012. I have been putting more attention into my passion for yoga. Practicing through instructed classes 6 days a week.
Love is the Law.
Forever,
Miss Horn
I'm sorry it has taken me so long to post here but I will fill you all in on my latest Scandinavian adventure to make up for it.
I spent all of June in beautiful Norway. I decided it was time to take a vacation + spend time with someone special to me. I arrived on a Thursday + was up + promptly ready first thing on Friday to head downtown Oslo for the Chrome Division 3rd Round Knockout release (for those of you who haven't been in the loop, I am on the cover). As with my last experience with these boys, I was greeted with open arms + open bottles. Cindy, one of the lovely Chrome Division girlfriends, was kind enough to prepare daquiries for us + they certainly did not last long. Delicious.
I was surprised to notice that the sun never really sets in Oslo's summers. It goes almost dark but just when you think it is finally set its rising again. I don't remember much from leaving Club John Dee's to arriving home, except that I required assistance removing my footwear...
The next few weeks were up + down. Spending 24hrs a day with the same person for a month takes its toll, no matter how much the two care about each other. Another challenge I had to face was sticking to my vegan diet. I tried my best but it was hard enough just being vegetarian. It seems I truly was in the land of the vikings where meat is the center of everything. The one thing I missed most about home besides my baby kitties, was my comfort foods. I ended up eating lots of desserts because most of the time that was the only thing vegetarian on the menu. I had plenty of lovely alcohol while I was in Scandinavia though. One night we even broke open the last bottle of limited edition Dimmu Borgir wine. It was probably the best red wine I have ever had. Not to mention how priveledged I felt to be able to share this rare wine that metal fans everywhere would have loved a taste of. Dare I say the Dimmu Borgir wine was actually better than the Wongraven (Satyricon) wine.
Before long I was off to Copenhagen to perform as a guest with my Swedish girls in Burn Bitch Burn for Copenhell. I arrived in Denmark at 730am! Disgustingly early. I was lucky enough to be checked into my room right away though.
I slept + awoke a few hrs later to the arrival of Sarah + My. It was my first time meeting My, but had already worked with Sarah on the Chrome Division (Ghost Rider in the Sky) video. We got ready + made our way down to the festival grounds. There was a bit of confusion + it turned out they didn't have a slot for us on the stage schedule so they had to reorganize some things + thanks to our lovely tour manager, Viktor, we got everything worked out. We got the best spot on the bill! We went on the second stage right after Deicide + before Judas Priest.
It was my first time sharing the stage with other performers. It wasn't my typical show but I had so much fun, I would do it again in a heartbeat.
I was exhausted after our show. I watched half of Priest's show but had just seen them in Oslo days before. Priest twice in one week! I slept good that night. The next day we arrived at the grounds around 6pm + I went straight for the catering. I didn't mention that the food backstage was to die for! After barely eating for weeks due to lack of options I finally had fresh raw salad bar, roasted potatoes, steamed veggies, chocolate soy milk, rhubarb cake, strawberries, assortments of tea, coffee, honey, raw sugar... yum! I was in heaven + ate way too much both days. Mayhem played the second day + I had never seen them before. It was a bit of a milestone moment for me considering I credit them for my introduction to metal at the tender age of twelve. I got to see the show from the comfort of right on the stage. It was breathtaking!
Later on after more food, me + the girls went to watch Morbid Angel's set, from the stage again! Which is luxury enough but I think I appreciate it even more than the average show goer because of my severe loathe for moshpits. They have quite the live sound! Our show was cancelled on day two due to the scheduling problems but I didn't mind at all. We had free food, endless free vodka, ciders, etc, + the comfort of our own cozy dressing room the escape to if we needed a quick break. It turned into a bit of a hall party near the end.
All of the bands + us were partying in each others dressing rooms with all the doors open down the hallway. Kind of like a big dorm party for metalheads.
They finally kicked us all out to start shutting down the grounds + we were shuttled back to the hotel to freshen up. We regrouped + walked to a bar called The Rock where I was promptly greated by the great Attila of Mayhem + who I beleive was the owner (but am still unsure) who asked what I wanted to drink + I said tequila so she gave me an entire bottle + we all did some strange shot. I still don't know what that shot was but it was painful. We had the VIP section for all of us Copenhell people. It was one of the best nights of my life. Hellhammer + I armwrestled but I lost... It must have been the tequila. hehe.
We partied at that club until 7am. I went back to the hotel w/ some of the guys + we continued to party as we all still had an abundance of alcohol left from the festival.
I went back to my room + attempted to get some sleep but I was still a little tipsy so I got up + when I looked down the hallway I was not the only one still awake so I went with some of the boys down for breakfast. after some food I fell fast asleep. My girls woke me up to say goodbye + I stayed in bed + booked a late checkout so I could get my beauty sleep. I awoke in the afternoon packed + headed to the airport where I was greeted with Starbucks! How I had missed this. There are no Starbucks in Norway FYI. I arrived back in Oslo in the late afternoon + felt like I was home again. I missed my Norwegian bed, for the few days I was away.
I spent the last few days in Norway. Relaxing + enjoying the company I had. On my last day I was taken out for a lovely dinner at a beautiful restaurant overlooking the city of Oslo. The view was breathtaking as was the food + wine.
The flight home felt much longer than the way there. My heart still aches to be back there...
Since I have been back home I have been catching up of business. My new website is up as I'm sure most of you know. I've been featured in Metal Hammer, Absolutely Underground, + SMN magazines this month. I have been approached by a publisher to release a book of my work, which I am currently working on. I am also planning some upcoming shows. Possibly some in Edmonton in September, Calgary October, the east in November, + a possible mini tour sometime late 2011 or 2012. I have been putting more attention into my passion for yoga. Practicing through instructed classes 6 days a week.
Love is the Law.
Forever,
Miss Horn
1.7.11
Chrome Division feat. Madelina Horn new videos
Chrome Division released this video on Canada Day for the Canadian star of the video, Me!
My June blog will follow soon...
XOMH
9.5.11
Honorable Vomit.
licking my lips. seductive. irresistible. I am.
want me.
my love waits across the sea.is it love or did he fool me?
is it early or too late? sleepy. tired. restless... schedule hell.
am I normal? I hate the word normal. I would rather be described as vile.
sometimes I wonder if I will end up in an insane asylum.
cocaine. speed. lsd. hard.
cigarettes + booze...
was I born this way? did I ruin myself?
did I fuck myself to create a new better me?
I am the mother goddess.
worship me.
I am power + pain.
I can't wait to dream tonight.
I'm not being poetic. This is not art. Fuck.
want me.
my love waits across the sea.is it love or did he fool me?
is it early or too late? sleepy. tired. restless... schedule hell.
am I normal? I hate the word normal. I would rather be described as vile.
sometimes I wonder if I will end up in an insane asylum.
cocaine. speed. lsd. hard.
cigarettes + booze...
was I born this way? did I ruin myself?
did I fuck myself to create a new better me?
I am the mother goddess.
worship me.
I am power + pain.
I can't wait to dream tonight.
I'm not being poetic. This is not art. Fuck.
4.4.11
I left my heart in Norway...
My dear demons...
I have recently returned from a much anticipated journey to Norway + Sweden. I was flown in to star in two music videos for epic rock n roll heathens, Chrome Division. I was very lucky to have had a chance meeting with Mr. Shagrath last year. He recognized my talent + asked me to be involved earlier this year. After arriving in Oslo, without my luggage, I was exhausted but beyond exstatic to be there. Before I knew it, it was time to leave for Goteburg. So the Swedish road trip began! I was so tired I don't remember much from the first night in Sweden.
I think I must have collapsed into a light coma until the next morning. We arrived at the studio of amazing director Patric Ullaes at 10am.
It was a long day of hot lights, tight clothes, sexy dancing, burly men borrowing my makeup, + of course hard core rock n roll! We were done much earlier than anticipated so I went out for cheese + wine with the boys later that night + got carried away.
Some of the most delicious red wine I've ever had. Needless to speak of, the next morning after three hours of sleep + a 7am wake up call, I felt horrible. Not only was I hung over + still jet lagged but I work up with a nasty cold. The second day was a very difficult work day. Shooting outdoors wearing clothing that was not nearly warm enough, + trying to look sexy while almost freezing.
After my scenes were done, I fell asleep in the office for the rest of the day, rock blaring + all. We drove back to Oslo that night.
The drive back seemed much more grueling than the way there, having to spend hours in a car is not very enjoyable when you're feeling like death. I spent the rest of my time in Oslo seeing some nature, old church ruins, + a little bit of the city.
I had such a great time + met so many lovely people that I was very emotional about leaving. I broke down in Gardermoen airport + probably looked a bit crazy drinking my latte as my tears dripped into it.
One thing I love about travelling is all the wonderful airport comfort food. I have a major sweet tooth + there is never any shortage of muffins, smoothies, + lattes to drown my sorrows in. The food on the plane, however, is not so enjoyable. I have to say that Scandinavia was probably the most difficult time I've ever had during my travels as a vegetarian. At home I lead a mostly vegan lifestyle + can usually stick to a relatively low dairy veggie diet while away from home but I was lost while in Europe, it seemed so foreign to everyone I was around. Nonetheless, I had the most beautiful enlightening experience + plan to spend the month of June back in Norway. So get ready Oslo!
XOMH
P.S. More behind the scenes pictures to come...
I have recently returned from a much anticipated journey to Norway + Sweden. I was flown in to star in two music videos for epic rock n roll heathens, Chrome Division. I was very lucky to have had a chance meeting with Mr. Shagrath last year. He recognized my talent + asked me to be involved earlier this year. After arriving in Oslo, without my luggage, I was exhausted but beyond exstatic to be there. Before I knew it, it was time to leave for Goteburg. So the Swedish road trip began! I was so tired I don't remember much from the first night in Sweden.
I think I must have collapsed into a light coma until the next morning. We arrived at the studio of amazing director Patric Ullaes at 10am.
It was a long day of hot lights, tight clothes, sexy dancing, burly men borrowing my makeup, + of course hard core rock n roll! We were done much earlier than anticipated so I went out for cheese + wine with the boys later that night + got carried away.
Some of the most delicious red wine I've ever had. Needless to speak of, the next morning after three hours of sleep + a 7am wake up call, I felt horrible. Not only was I hung over + still jet lagged but I work up with a nasty cold. The second day was a very difficult work day. Shooting outdoors wearing clothing that was not nearly warm enough, + trying to look sexy while almost freezing.
After my scenes were done, I fell asleep in the office for the rest of the day, rock blaring + all. We drove back to Oslo that night.
The drive back seemed much more grueling than the way there, having to spend hours in a car is not very enjoyable when you're feeling like death. I spent the rest of my time in Oslo seeing some nature, old church ruins, + a little bit of the city.
I had such a great time + met so many lovely people that I was very emotional about leaving. I broke down in Gardermoen airport + probably looked a bit crazy drinking my latte as my tears dripped into it.
One thing I love about travelling is all the wonderful airport comfort food. I have a major sweet tooth + there is never any shortage of muffins, smoothies, + lattes to drown my sorrows in. The food on the plane, however, is not so enjoyable. I have to say that Scandinavia was probably the most difficult time I've ever had during my travels as a vegetarian. At home I lead a mostly vegan lifestyle + can usually stick to a relatively low dairy veggie diet while away from home but I was lost while in Europe, it seemed so foreign to everyone I was around. Nonetheless, I had the most beautiful enlightening experience + plan to spend the month of June back in Norway. So get ready Oslo!
XOMH
P.S. More behind the scenes pictures to come...
2.4.11
Miss Horn interviews for Myspace Greece!
I will be posting an account of my Norwegian experience soon. Until then please check out the interview for Art Uber Alles of Myspace Greece.
interview - Madeleine Horn - metal model - in... by ARTUBERALLES
XOMH
16.3.11
Norway. Sex Magic. Cleansing.
Hello my favorite demons.
I'm off to Norway + Sweden next week. Its blackmetal girl's dream come true. I keep feeling like I'm going to wake up from a dream. I'll be sure to post pictures and document my journeys. Coincidentally I also just finished being interviewed by a Norwegian music magazine that I will be sure to post when it's out.
I have been diligently working trying to get the new website ready to launch. I hope to have it up before I leave. I hope you all love it as much as I do.
I am reading a fascinating book right now called Demons of the Flesh. It's an overview of sexual magical practice from a left hand path perspective. I highly recommend it and would love to hear some thoughts from you guys.
I recently have been on a 3 part cleanse. I had gained some winter weight that I am still shedding but am half way there. I started with a 2 day master cleanse, for those of you unfamiliar it is a fast in which you are only allowed to consume water and a warm lemonade with honey(sometimes maple syrup) and cayenne pepper. I accompanied it with a salt water flush. I felt horrible. Part 2 of the cleanse is one week of nothing but whole vegetables and fruits. I have 3 more days until part 3 and so far I feel wonderful. I am sleeping without a sleeping aid which I haven't done in years. Part 3 I add in whole grains like rice and oatmeal for another week which I will probably end up cutting short due to travel.
I want all of you to get your little claws on this as soon as it comes out. I'm on the back cover!
A new interview was recently posted by a hardcore underground metal ezine here.
http://tfezine.blogspot.com/2011/03/madelina-horn-interview.html
XOMH
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Hails Demon Legion,
Welcome to my official blog! Here you can keep up with my unusual life, as well as the strange things that haunt my mind. Please spread this amoungst others of our kind with this button:
Welcome to my official blog! Here you can keep up with my unusual life, as well as the strange things that haunt my mind. Please spread this amoungst others of our kind with this button:
The past week has been a fairly good one. A few good bands and great friends. Most of my favorite people are spread around the world, so I rarely see people. It gets very depressing being house bound in the great white north.
I discovered Nachtmystium.
I read The Outsider by H.P. Lovecraft. I finished reading Transcendental Satanism by my very interesting friend, Matt Zane.
I drink a lot of tea. Especially jasmin green tea.
XOMH
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