The History of Alchemy Gothic
It was a searing hot Friday afternoon in Leicester, England during the summer of 1977, and in the back room of a semi-derelict, Dickensian squat in the ancient, run-down West End of town, a scrawny punk pushed a dirty, smoking pan of molten lead off the one-ringed stove to make way for a battered, black frying pan. He was hungry. Mash, cabbage and Spam began sizzling together for a rare, sustaining banquet.
The stack of rough, unfinished, cast lead badges; Motorhead, Sex Pistols, Iron Maiden, safety pins and ‘toilet seats’ and the like, lay on the cluttered bench waiting to be finished. It would take all night to get them done. Then, half asleep, with his hands, tight T-shirt and ripped jeans caked in a patina of black paint and lead dust, he would slink off down to the local pub venue to traffic his rare, illicit wares in a miasma of noise and darkness at the chaotic Penetration gig.
There was nearly enough lucre now. Together with the Giro and his chaotic moonshining he’d scraped-up almost enough cash to eat and buy an occasional hard earned pint, and saved towards buying that ferry ticket to Elysium; the Hook of Holland, to the start of a new life. Just a few more quid to go.
From the smoky darkness of the deafening and claustrophobic gig emerged a gigantic, slicked-back spiv. He grabbed the anarchic peddler’s arm from behind and shouted into his ear in a nicotine-gravel voice, “Hey kid. I’ll take everything you’ve got… for cash”. His heart thumping, the nervous and disbelieving youth, scared half to death, stared blankly back.
The bootlegger took out the biggest roll-up of dirty, dog-eared notes the impoverished punk had ever seen.
“Could you do me another thousand pieces for the same time next week?” Christ! A thousand! That would make him a virtual millionaire!
“Then I’d want at least the same again every week. Can you do that?”
(That’s bleedin’ impossible, but Jesus..!)
“Ye’h. No problem.” he answered cockily.
“Don’t let me down kid.” The bootlegger said, stuffed a card in his hand then ignominiously pushed off into the crowd.
“Listen...” the punk called his brother the next morning from a phone box, “can you call in sick for a week or so and come over to give me a hand? It’s gonna’ be worth your while, I promise.”
He didn’t take much persuading. A car-mechanic’s van driver come grease monkey, (the contemporary equivalent of child-labour), he decided it’d be a laugh for a few days and besides, he needed a break from this hell anyway.
So, on a diet of lead-dust sandwiches and next to no sleep, with lead-burns and raw fingers, and by the end of the week, looking like spent matches, the two dropouts made the thousand badges. And as the dream of escape to a European adventure tacitly evaporated, the seeds of a lifetime’s work for the fated youths began to germinate.
After a year’s hard toil and an ardent flourishing of skills and talent, cast-lead punk badges began to develop into more refined artefacts and an inspired creation emerged from this fateful crucible of arcane. Eventually emerged the first bronze skull ring.
This embryonic skull evolved into its own distinct form; then came alive.
With a manna of its own it metamorphosed into pewter.
From within it’s sculpted essence there came a transformation, the fermentation of a soul into a mysterious and intellectual entity. This haunting, immortal remains, poignantly revealing a black rose to be its symbol of perfection and achievement, began to communicate its awesome powers to the credulous pair of young artisans. Inexorably, the two unlikely students of destiny were drawn to become the willing, empirical acolytes of the omnipotent Alchemist.
‘The Alembic’, the laboratory, studios and pewter workshops of Alchemy Gothic, has grown-up in the town of its origin and with the unparalleled dedication of the Acolytes of The Alchemist, has faithfully served The Creator and His loyal disciples ever since.
Ancient, sacred and mystical messages have been ciphered into the tangible world, through an arcane parallel plane of existence populated by the occult, spectral spirits of history, by the creation of the art and artefacts of Alchemy Gothic. This is the aesthetic and the science of truth.
The Alchemist, guardian of the greatest secret, angel of knowledge, deliverer of the messiah, traces his lineage back to the Garden of Eden, through the philosophers and the mysteries of the ancient world, the zenith of medieval religious fervour and alchemy, the birth of science in the Age of Enlightenment and the gothic revival of the Victorian era, and finally to the Alchemy Gothic workshops. Here, the fountain of cognition may slake the thirst of erudition.
The history of Alchemy Gothic will never end. © Alchemy Gothic
About Alchemy Gothic Jewellery
Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection is hand-made and cast in fine English pewter. Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection is conceived and designed in England by highly skilled craftsmen. Many pieces of Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection include precious Swarovski crystals and beautiful translucent enamelling. Most of Alchemy Gothic's pewter pendants come complete with a nickel-free chain or an alternative suitable fastening. The outstanding Alchemy Gothic pewter jewellery collection includes pendants, chokers, ear-rings, ear-studs, bracelets, wristbands, rings, armour rings and watches. Within the Alchemy Gothic jewellery collection you will find the imperious and arcane Alchemist whose esoteric knowledge remains shrouded in lost history. The Alchemy Gothic pewter jewellery collection has bejewelled crosses reflecting the celestial divine and illuminated crosses translucent with unearthly reverence. The figure of the Art Nouveau fairy who embodies the emerald green and wormwood spirit of hallucination and delusion haunts the Alchemy Gothic pewter jewellery collection. The Wyverex dragon the fabled otherworldly dragon of justice and the upholder of righteousness along with the mythical Whitby Wyrm skulk through Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection. Skeins of winged bats the devilish creatures of the dark night and illusive spiders weaving their filigree tracery of deceit and entrapment populate Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection. The Chemical Wedding, the great metaphysical union of two opposites is embraced within Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection. A griffin's barbed talon mercilessly clasping a crystal orb whilst a loathsome voracious Harpy's claw snatches a crystal ball are to be found in fearsome flight within Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection. Runes, pentagrams, signs and symbols of power act as powerful talismans and amulets against all evil together with sigilic spells casting their mysterious power over all. In Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection you will find crusading battle crosses, glinting swords, and cruel axes which glare at you with their malevolent inclination to destroy. Demonic, fiendish skulls with maniacal smiles clutching between their teeth the black rose of sorrow, or the diabolically grotesque contorted skulls of the damned as well as skulls whose philosophy is the majesty of death are all within Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection. Amongst Alchemy Gothic pewter jewellery collection there are coffins and the bones of pitiful long lost souls which are embellished with weeping gothic foliage and desolate gothic roses representing eternal death and sorrow or is it arcane creatures and ghoulish vampires from otherworlds which exist beyond earthly reality which you seek? Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection has gothic pewter jewellery for the blackest of hearts, gothic pewter jewellery for the most passionate of hearts and gothic pewter jewellery for the most sorrowful of hearts. Alchemy Gothic's pewter jewellery collection will have what you are seeking for in alternative gothic pewter jewellery and your expectations will exceed the ordinary. © Gothic Darkness
