Withersin's Damned Interview with:

Adam Bolt

Born in Dallas, TX. in 1981, where he fell in love with creepy crawlies and art. There, he studied visual arts and discovered that filmmaking was the best way to combine all forms of art (and sometimes creepy crawlies). Adam recently graduated from the Art Center College of Design in Pasadena, CA., where he received a BFA in film and completed his thesis film, "Vanished Acres". Adam currently resides in Pasadena, dividing his time between paying the bills through visual development for feature films and preparing upcoming projects, all involving his passion for intelligent and artistic horror / fantasy material.

List published works:

"Vanished Acres" is currently available for sale on DVD via www.vanishedacres.com, and is still touring the world at various film festivals.

List website: www.adambolt.com

How can we contact you?

A falcon traveling by the north wind might deliver to me a message within a fortnight. Alternately, an email to webmail(at)adambolt.com will reach me rather instantly.

In your own words, define Withersin.

Withersin is the secret stories behind the curtain, underneath the rocks, below the stairs... they're all around, but only if you are brave (or foolish) enough to uncover them.

If you were a sideshow act, what would you be?

Probably the Legendary Griffin, except after you pay $5 to see what's behind the curtain, I turn out to be half of a taxidermied eagle glued to half of a stuffed lion. Buy my DVD!

What is your greatest non-literary influence?

Nature has always inspired me greatly. Not necessarily the vast beauty of it all (though that part's not so bad), but the things most people like to avoid. Insects in my backyard... a battle royale over a water buffalo corpse in the savannah... the documentary about carnivorous plants I must have watched 300 times as a kid. There are just so many incredible stories in the natural world. What more could you need for inspiration?

Describe your most irrational fear.

I have a terrible fear that some authority figure will find out that I avoided a higher education in mathematics, and force me to continue studying where I left off in high school. 666+Y = Hell.

How about your most guilty pleasure?

Coolio.

Name the most disturbing nursery rhyme/fairy tale you can recall.

I don't know, Hansel and Gretel has always disturbed me. Making an entire house out of candy to lure children is about as creepy as it gets.

Do you eat meat?

Just about anything.

What were the skies like when you were young?

Growing up in Texas, my strongest memory of the sky is how it would turn green when a tornado was gathering.

Name your favorite garden tool.

Chainsaw.

Name your least favorite color, first job and worst job.

Hot Pink, Raising Caterpillars (I swear!), Production Design for Independent Film (I commend whoever can survive a career that consists of being given a list of 100 things to buy, half the money you need to do so, and 2 days to accomplish your impossible task)

Favorite: Author, Movie, Music Group, Song, and Quote.

Unfortunately, I can't commit to a favorite anything! There are too many wonderful things, and what I like most depends on my emotions, the time of day, the weather on Mars...

If you were a loaf of bread what kind would you be?

That awesome Hawaiian sweet bread. Mmmm.

Weirdest news you have read in your local newspaper:

There are still newspapers? I just read online that Japanese scientists have bred transparent-skinned frogs so they don't have to dissect them to examine their organs. I for one think frogs have had their organs concealed for far too long and approve of this development.

Why horror?

Cinema wouldn't exist without horror... People throughout time have always loved a scary story, and the surreal things of our nightmares have always inspired artists to push the boundaries of story telling - from shadow puppets, to Phantasmagoria shows, to our modern horror films. The language of cinema seems to evolve in the shadows, bleeding into the mainstream.

Here's a photo. (seen on Interview main page)

“INEDIBLE NOT INTENDED FOR HUMAN FOOD”

You have 112 words. Go.

Another day, another trip down the 5 Freeway. The sad, scrubby hills of Los Angeles come into focus. I always hated those hills. People say LA can look like anywhere in the world, provided you drive far enough. Bullshit. You can never escape those ugly, ugly hills. The sun will set soon, masking the putrid landscape in a starry blanket of lights. I'll make my delivery then. The fast food taco places will have their meat. The humans won't suspect a thing, as usual. They're none the wiser. Hopefully I won't be either, if I get back out of town before the sun returns to remind me of the wasteland I'm in.

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