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• Pay it forward
  by Mundy Hackett

  We all have artists on our watchlist that we think are wonderful, but who may not get the recognition they deserve or their work just get…

  We all have artists on our watchlist that we think are wonderful, but who may not get the recognition they deserve or their work just gets passed by in the influx of daily work here on Redbubble. I would like to form a journal entry here that serves the purpose of bringing awareness and traffic to these underappreciated artists, so my proposal is that anyone who wished to come into this journal and post 1 or 2 links to artists on their watchlists whom they absolutely adore. This idea was originally begun by JULIE LANGFORD so please be sure to visit her journal HERE too for more amazing work! Also feel free to link to their images as well, and try not to repeat the same artists as have already been mentioned and promoted. This way we can get the word out about so many of these tremendous hidden talents here at Redbubble. I have two artists I would now like to introduce to you that I have on my watchlist: David Linkenauger and Shelley Spillenaar David is one of my fellow home state photographers and takes really nice waterscape images, and Shelley in my mmind has a wonderful eye and a keen sense of capturing the right moment with animals. Please go take a look at the wonderful work of these two artists, and if you like what you see be sure to tell them so and maybe even add them to your watchlist! Also, be sure to scan your own watchlist for someone who you think deserves more attention than they are currently getting in the world of Redbubble! Let’s make this a huge success!

• *IT IS FINISHED- JOHN-John 19:30*
  by TREVOR IRWIN

  This message is inspired by a piece of art created by longball a great artist on Redbubble. IT IS FINISHED. Have you ever spent …

  This message is inspired by a piece of art created by longball a great artist on Redbubble. IT IS FINISHED. Have you ever spent time and considered the last words of Christ when he was on the cross? What did he mean when he said it is finished? What did he achieve for all mankind? I want to share with you some deep truths and thoughts on the last words of Our Lord on the cross. It is my prayer that as you read, the Holy Spirit will grant you revelation Knowledge so that you to fully understand and comprehend this cry “It is Finished”. Matthew 26: 36-42. [In the garden of Gethsemane]. Before I explain the deep truths recorded in the last words of Jesus on the cross, let us go back a little to the garden of Gethsemane. The writer plainly states that Jesus was heavy in spirit. He was sad and heavily laden with cares. So he went to prey to his father. He know only to well what lay before him and he prayed these words. / “O my Father, if this cup may not pass away from me, except I drink it, thy will be done”. / Jesus, before he could finish his work here on earth knew the price he would pay. But what caused him to be so heavy with fear that angels came and ministered to him? Why did he cry out with these words, He asked his father to spare him the suffering that lay before him. Yet he knew that it was necessary for him to suffer and become the sacrificial lamb. This cry was not borne from the fact he knew the beating post lay before him. You see Jesus Knew that they would tie him to a beating post and there he would be cruelly whipped. / (Psalms 129:3) The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows. / He knew that there at that beating post every stripe they lay upon him was the price he would pay for our healing. Understand this, He experienced in his body fully every disease that has been or ever will be. He felt the pains of Cancer as it ate away at his flesh. He cried as the crushing blow of heart disease reeked through his body. Blood diseases, Sicknesses of every kind. He actually experienced them all so we by his stripes can now be healed. He paid the price for our healing. Many had experience the beating post before him and after him. What was different about Jesus was that he took every sickness and disease upon himself. He pained and wreathed in agony for your right to divine health. But it was not the beating post that made him ask his father to remove it before him. / It was not the fact that he knew they would spit on him and pull the very hair from his beautiful cheeks. It was not the fact that they would drive nails deep into his hands and feet, nor was it the fact that he knew they would mock and revile him, strip him naked and place a crown of Jerusalem thorns upon his head. What was it that Jesus feared the most and asked his father to remove?. My Friend, in spite of all these terrible cruelties that lay before him, there was one thing Jesus feared more than all this. THAT WAS SERERATION FROM HIS LOVING FATHER. He was with God from the beginning of time. He never was separated from his Father before. But he knew that God is Holy and that he would not look on sin. Jesus knew what price he would pay for our redemption. [Separation from God]. Just as sin separates all people from God, so he to would be separated and experience the vast void between man and his creator. Jesus Would become a curse. / (Galatians 3:13) Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us: for it is written, Cursed is every one that hangeth on a tree. He would become sin. / (2 Corinthians 5:21) For he hath made him to be sin for us, who knew no sin; that we might be made the righteousness of God in him. / Just before Jesus Cried out “IT IS FINISHED” he cried another heart rending cry. (Mark 15:34) And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?. My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? / At this point The Father turned away from His dying son Jesus. Total serration took place. At this point Jesus was alone on the cross, and in his own words forsaken. What Sorry and terrible misery he went through was nothing compared with separation from his Fathers presence and his love. Now there was no one to strengthen him, no angels to comfort him and no Fathers loving arms to secure him. Alone and abandoned, Yet he cries in deep love towards his Father, My God, My God. Although separated he still loved his father. A son cries out to his father My God, My God! / After this he died. Friends when Jesus cried out “It is finished”, He paid in full the penalty of sins punishment. He alone was the only one that was counted worthy to do this. Angels were not worthy, only Gods beloved son. He did it all for you. If you were the only person in the word he would have done it for you. / That’s why I always tell people that, “There is a place in Gods heart for you, and only to can take that place”. He finished his work. He paid the price and now all men can be saved from Punishment, of sin and an eternity of suffering. He has now made all those who have received him as Lord and Saviour, Sons of God. Children of the most high, New creations, Yes Born again. Cor 5:17. His Blood not only washes away your sins, But because at the whipping post he took your sicknesses and deseases, He has saved you and healed you, If you are indeed born again. It does not stop there my Friend. As a child of god he has brought you into his Fathers inheritance! He has given you the legal right to Health and Prosperity. As He sis so are we in this world. *1 John 4:17. He has made you a King and Priest. Rev 1:6. You are more than a conqueror. He Lives in you, You reign with him. Because he lives you to live. For in him we have all. * (Acts 17:28) For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring. Jesus has secured all for us. If you have not received Jesus as Lord and Saviour, Please do so now. Just talk to him. Pray this Prayer, from your heart and He will forgive you and save you. He will live inside you. You will experience Love like no other love. You will hear him as he speaks to you through his word and Spirit. Prayer. Lord Jesus, I believe in you. I believe that you died for me, that You took my punishment on the cross, and that If I ask you to come into my heart you will. Jesus Forgive me as I have sinned. Pardon me, and wash away all my wrongs and sins. Come into my heart now. Open my eyes to who you really are and make yourself real to me. I surrender my life to you Jesus. Fill me with your life and make my life beautiful. Heavenly Father I receive Jesus as my Lord and Saviour. Amen. I pray this will indeed shed some light on the words Jesus cried on the cross. IT IS FINISHED*

• A pet's Ten Commandments
  by amarica

  I received this from a friend and I know all you animal lovers will love it just as much as I do. A pet’s Ten Commandments 1. My li…

  I received this from a friend and I know all you animal lovers will love it just as much as I do. A pet’s Ten Commandments 1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful. 2. Give me time to understand what you want of me. 3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being. 4. Don’t be angry with me for long and don’t lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you. 5. Talk to me. Even if I don’t understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me. 6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it. / / 7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you. 8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I’m not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak. 9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old. 10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can’t bear to watch. Don’t make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so. ALWAYS! This entry inspired the artwork I’ve been waiting for you

• Right Sided Thinking
  by onetonshadow

  Holy cow, what was that utterly brilliant little animation that just appeared while the tech guys were cranking the handle that powers th…

  Holy cow, what was that utterly brilliant little animation that just appeared while the tech guys were cranking the handle that powers the site? I’ve no idea, but you can see it again right here. Please feel free to embed this in your blog/site etc etc / This is almost worthy of a series, well, maybe one more. Look out next week kids. onetonshadow Here is the first in the series that isn’t a series yet

• Life and Death, Equine style
  by Wendy Slee

  Life never ceases to amaze me, w ith its potential for drama and excitement constantly “lurking”….well with my life it does anyway! I’…

  Life never ceases to amaze me, w ith its potential for drama and excitement constantly “lurking”….well with my life it does anyway! I’ve reached the weekend and made it through the week. And what a week it has been! / It has been one of many unsettling experiences, where I find myself questioning…..how the heart does not harden completely so that another living thing or experience can ever touch it, how you can want so badly to never “feel” anything again, yet all the while be just plain grateful that it doesn’t happen like that, because then you would miss out on the joy that creeps in like a surprise when you are not expecting it, and touches the places beneath the armour and make your heart sing. I marvel at the pit you can dig for yourself, yet however full of exhaustion or despair it might become, it can also contain proportionately the same amount, if not more, joy and gratitude. I wonder at nature and life and miracles and why they sometimes don’t happen how you want, yet occur when you least expect them. And most of all, I am just deeply grateful for the ability to laugh at myself and have a sense of humour at life’s turbulent moments of chaos and fleeting glimpses of euphoria. Last Thursday night, a new baby arrived in the family…..a little foal. Having bred horses for over twenty years, I never get over the huge energy buzz I get to witness a birth, discover a new baby, or see a foal untangle the little body from the long legs and master the art of equine life so quickly. It is always an emotional and, for me, a spiritual moment. These days, such moments are rare, as I no longer have a herd or run an official breeding establishment, I only have my old stallion Mystic (well past retirement age, but you try telling him that!) and his long time girlfriend Wildfire, a little mare I bred 16 years ago. We have also been agisting Mariah, a little mare for my friend’s 9yo daughter, trying to get her in foal, but after two years, had given up on it ever happening. Until of course……. I had been heading off to bed, and had actually done something out of character for me, and in an effort to achieve a pain free night following such a desperately busy week, I took some ibuprofen (my condition worsens at times of tiredness and stress, so the pain levels become quite hard to handle, though normally, I refuse to use anything from drug companies….) Anyhow, off to bed I went, and pulled up the covers – it is unseasonably cold here – the nights are generally warm, but of course, Murphy’s Law says that was about to happen would NOT happen on a nice balmy night. So….I awaken to squeals….. / “Go away” I thought. “It is nothing” / But on a farm, you get to know all the little noises of the bush, the birds, the critturs in general, and you just KNOW when they are not right. So the squeals I recognized were of horses meeting new horses, not old horses getting very familiar!! I thought my niece’s show horses must have gotten loose and come visiting my little horses. I grabbed the torch, and headed out in my sleepwear, barefooted and all (glad it was dark and the nearest neighbours were miles away) There was my little mare Wildfire with a new baby foal and she was squealing and kicking, trying to keep it away from Mariah and the stallion. I got excited and started calling to her, as I managed to squeeze through the barb wire fence without losing anything more than my dignity. Then I spotted Mariah dragging the afterbirth behind her, and got such a shock. She was not even supposed to be in foal, and this new baby was HERS!. She was not barren after all, and had actually been in foal all year, even though sharing a very intimate time with the stallion and fooling us all! It was a huge shock, as all I could think of was how overjoyed the little girl who owned her would be, as it had been her birthday that day. I could imagine her shock and delight when I broke the news! My first problem was parting the expectant Mother from a foal that she was determined was hers ( probably wondering at how pain free and instant the birth had been!!!) and avoiding the flying heels and threat of teeth on my bare legs…. You know how cranky new Mothers can be, or even the ones who THINK they are! Eventually, I caught Wildfire in the dark and got her across to a gate into the next paddock, and I tried to get her through the broken gate, with one hand and naturally she did not make it simple. But at last she went through, and the obliging old boy Mystic followed her. (The maternity wing was “women’s business” and he wanted no place in there, even if it was his progeny there wobbling it way around and looking for a mother!) / (It reminds me of him with his foals two years ago…if ever I have seen a stallion look mortified and embarrassed, it was this old boy, when the little foals would rush up to him and stick their inquisitive noses into his nether regions looking for a feed! Lol) I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking “now Mariah can get to her baby and bond and have some rest”. But no. I suddenly realized the paddock I had pushed the other two horses into had its other gate wide open, and away went those two, off down towards the highway. So in the freezing wind, still in my pjs, and with only a little torch, off I went after them. And did the old cat and mouse game. They would let me get within a few metres of them, then with a “yippee! We’re free!” they would trot off with their noses and tails in the air. Bugger! There was no way they were about to give up their new found freedom! And anyone who has been around horses will know you do not chase them – you will never win! So through one paddock and another, I followed them, calling out oh so nice things, promising them all kinds of treats…all the while gritting my teeth…..and hoping the torch didn’t pack it in. Eventually they went towards the dairy, which is where it got really frightening for me, as the swampy damp ground, long grass and drains were full of snakes at this time of year, one of them being the Tiger snake, Australia’s second most venomous snake. I took a deep breath, swallowed my fear and plowed across the grass, a place I would not even walk over in broad daylight. I just prayed the snakes would be asleep somewhere else or at least feeling kind. Eventually Mystic, the old darling, came back to me, allowed me to catch him by the mane, and I lead them back to their paddock. On the way back across the dark long grass, I felt sharp sting on my barefoot and thought “It is nothing but a sharp stick I have trodden on”. By the time I got them safely home and the mare with her foal (it was a filly!!) settled under the trees out of the wind, I was frozen and it was almost 1am. I got indoors and had a wash, then sat down to look at my foot. There was one puncture wound on my toe and it was quite sore. So….I asked myself “Is it a snake bite (ha! A one toothed snake or just one with a bad aim!) or a bullant or bee sting? ” At this point, the adrenalin had my heart pumping from rushing out after the horses and the excitement of finding a new foal, and the ibuprofen had kicked in and I was feeling quite dizzy and drowsy – so I thought, “Is this the effect of snakebite?” I felt really stupid….should I go into the hospital and look like a real dill if it is only a bee sting, or will I look worse than an idiot if I die in my sleep and the kids find me in the morning! I did not wish to call anyone at that hour of the morning, yet my thoughts turned to my two young children asleep in their beds. What to do? I called the hospital and they told me to come in and spend the night in hospital, but I thought it would not be easy with my children….so I decided to wait it out. So I got on Redbubble, (the perfect place to go when you could be dying from snakebite, of course!) even though really tired, and played on there for an hour, and quietly monitored my physical signs….. / and as you can tell, it was NOT snake bite and I am still as large as life and shiny side up!! The next day, we called up the owners of the new baby and told them the good news. The little filly was a dear sweet thing, very friendly and strangely bonded to me and the other humans. She was a bit slow drinking from her mother, so I had to milk the mare and syringe it into her mouth to ensure she got the colostrum. This is to give baby as much of the goodness and protection from her mother as she could get. The young girl who owned her, arrived with her family and the look on her face was priceless. The baby was christened “Rosy”, It was an absolutely delightful time, and one that would become even more precious with what was about to unfold. By the following morning, I knew something was very wrong with the mare. She was not eating and alarm bells went off. / Two years prior to this, I had lost my favourite mare I’d had for 18 years, to hyperlipemia, right after foaling, and had to raise an orphan baby. Now Mariah was showing signs of the same. And so it was. We got the vet, we consulted professional breeders who had saved mares with this condition before (I had never known anyone to bring a mare back from this bloody horrible disease yet!!), and I began the process of trying to save her. We took the precious baby off Mother’s milk and started hand feeding her. This was to give the Mother a chance to stop metabolizing her body fat to produce milk and perhaps slow down her disease. I injected her with insulin and syringed sucrose mix down her throat every few hours, and tried so vainly to get her to eat something. What a precious little soul was the filly – she stuck her head in the dish of formula and drank. She followed us around; when my front door opened, she neighed to me in her little raspy voice. She KNEW. She knew her life was going to revolve around humans and not her mother, and she almost accepted it from the very onset. As I recall the day after her birth, she was just as happy to be with humans as with her own Mother. And poor Mariah….. we fought so hard for her, but she simply gave up. After five days of struggling to save her, of hopes raised, and heartbreaking scenes, I told her owners that I believed she was ready to go, and that to keep her alive was not kind. So I had her put down. / These things are never easy. I hate every part of this side of owning animals – no matter how kind the actions are, I cannot hear a gun without freezing to the pit of my soul, and I still shed tears for the grand souls of these noble creatures as they pass over. The hardest part is to not hold onto regret and blame myself for things not done correctly, or time not spent more wisely…. Or whatever….the lessons abound…. Still, around my home, there are so many ghosts of loved ones….that have moved beyond the road I walk…. / I love my horses so much, death always seems so unfair. So, I saw Mariah returned to the Earth and the baby went to the vet hospital to spend some time getting stronger before taking on its new life as one of a human family in a suburban backyard. I know that little life wouldn’t be an easy one, but it will be filled with love, and I will always welcome back young Rosey to stay here on the farm and learn to socialize with real horses. Then, I checked my other two horses, and Wildfire was making milk, it was dripping from her teats. Another birth was imminent. / I brought her into my garden (a large tree filled yard) where I could watch her more easily, and after last check went to my very welcome bed. Half an hour later, I am awoken to a knocking under the house. I had the dog tied up under there (the only place I could put her to keep her away from sick horse and foal and any other not so pleasant items that she might roll in or eat – well you know dogs will be dogs!) I grabbed the torch yet again and outside I went. These night time jaunts in my sleepwear were starting to become monotonous! There was Wildfire running up and down the side of my house looking very upset. I got down on my knees and looked under the house with the torch and sure enough, there was one terrified dog (it wasn’t ME!!!! She was saying) and one very active baby foal. I hate under my house…it is dark and creepy and full of spiders and often even the place where snakes live. But under I crawled in my pjs, and captured the foal and dragged her out. Yes her! A filly, and what a stunner!! So this one, I am sure, had hit the ground running, and once out under the stars, away she went, at a tiny gallop, racing around the yard, with her distressed mother hot on her heels. This went on for four hours! I don’t know what that baby was on, but she was definitely hyperactive. She ran through fences, jumped through cracks in gates, through gardens and shrubs, went back under the house three more times, and eventually, taking pity on the poor mare who needed to calm down, I barricaded the front section of my garden using everything I could find outside in the dark, and took them in there. Straight away the baby leapt into the dog house and went to the back, while the poor mare freaked out completely. / I honestly have never seen such an active baby. I was unable to go back to bed and leave them as I was so worried she would hang herself from somewhere. Or get stuck, or worse, get out and run away from her mother. Eventually she collapsed on the ground and they both got some rest, and THEN, I too, went back to bed. By this time, the sun was just starting to lighten the horizon. But the next morning, I was greeted with the sight of my best Christmas present. She truly is a stunning little filly and both she and the mare were doing fine. After the traumas of the week however, I was definitely overly watchful and worried about the health of them both, not to mention, extremely sad for my friends and their daughter at the twist of fate that saw me with a healthy baby and mother, and them with a dead horse and an orphan foal. Somehow it seemed unfair. So you see, between the lack of sleep and my concerns for all my creatures, not to mention the many emotions this has all evoked for me, I have barely had time to think about Christmas. I just ponder the sadness of our connections with animals, how there is always sorrow when they are ill or suffering, and death is never easy to deal with (even after all the years of heartbreaks and experiences I have had with my horses). I shudder at the necessity for guns on farms, they chill me to the core, yet know deep down, they can be a kind option for an animal’s peaceful and rapid release. How the fear creeps in when you love something…..at times I know, I have felt I will never own another horse, or get attached to another creature, or have another relationship, because the loss is so hard to bear – yet deep down the simple truth is, nothing lasts forever, but the effects and memories of love do, they are cumulative within our souls and become a part of who we are – love is always its own reward. Therefore any moments shared with another, whether human or animal, are a gift to honour, and never to be shied away from. / I come away from this week, heartened too by the awareness of joy in having them share our lives. These special characters are all a blessing to me, and teach me many things. I only have to witness the miracle of such new births to know that the cycle of life continues, that all is as it should be. Witnessing such moments brings tears in my eyes… an expression of love for life, and an overflowing of the heart. The final word – two days later, a horse float arrives at my front door, and the woman driver unloads a little mare, who has come to visit my stallion. The process begins again…

• *THE TRUTH*
  by Mundy Hackett

  If anyone out there is wondering what in the hell has been going on with me and Redbubble over the past few weeks you can get a bit of an…

  If anyone out there is wondering what in the hell has been going on with me and Redbubble over the past few weeks you can get a bit of an idea by reading Peter’s Comments in regards to this matter HERE While Peter is obviously not in the habit of naming names, saying someone is right and someone is wrong, I think anyone with a good head on their shoulders and a bit of an objective mind can put two and two together. I think you all can figure out who these key players are, and what works have suddenly disappeared. I took alot of crap from alot of people in the community because you all did not know the facts of the case and I could not tell them to you. I still can not, but it should become blatantly clear now to everyone why I was so vehement in defending myself when I was called a liar, a jealous artist, an idiot, a person who is just mean and nasty for no good reason, someone who had no valid motive, etc. I am sure many of you who said such things still feel this way even after the truth in a somewhat vague and cryptic way has been spilled out by Peter and Redbubble. I had hoped that there would be a bit more forthcoming on the part of Redbubble and alot more accountability by the guilty party, but I will have to settle for what it is. I will still not be bringing my work back online because there were some assurances made to me by Peter as conditions of me keeping my work here that are clearly not going to be honored, and that is his perogitive. Nonetheless I felt I had a right to direct everyone to his thread in order to offer some clarity to all those who are confused or have been on the sidelines just wondering what in the hell has been going on. From my perspective it was never personal, it was all business. I went about it in the wrong manner, and now Redbubble is forcing me to take my medicine by way of taking away my group Natural Developments without consulting me or my membership. I think it is wrong as I was only responding to the attacks on me. I did not name any names nor did I ever instigate anything directly. the guilty always reveal themselves through vehement denials while offering no hard proof. This is exactly what happened here in this case. Redbubble was slow to act, but that is water under the bridge. I wish you all well, and at least you can know some of THE TRUTH

• Parental Live Love Featured
  by tuffcookie

  TOP FEATURED PIECE OF THE DAY in the group Live, Love, Dream ! Thank you so much Bamagirl! I am touched and honored. This peace is my pri…

  TOP FEATURED PIECE OF THE DAY in the group Live, Love, Dream ! Thank you so much Bamagirl! I am touched and honored. This peace is my pride and joy from the trip! I hung back while the others went ahead and captured this image. I am still so excited that I captured such a wonderful sweet moment of affection between mom and baby! Thank you everyone for all your support and comments. / warm hugs / I’d link it but i don’t have a clue how to link the photo to the journal lol

• Playing games and Zazzling
  by georgiegirl

  I joined Zazzle!! Just so I could sell shoes and stuff too!! They have some cool stuff over there…

  I joined Zazzle!! Just so I could sell shoes and stuff too!! They have some cool stuff over there. Please be ignore my really basic banner… I’ve yet to create something groovy!! It’s on my to do list. Let me know what you think, whether it’s good news or not!! Given time, I’ll work it all out over there, but in the mean time, any hints, tips or anything else would be most appreciated!! Also on my to do list is adding new products and working out how to get noticed. I think I’ll only be adding things that RB don’t sell… like shoes!!! / I’m not in a rush… I’m quite happy with what’s there now, at least until I’ve got more time. At least I’ve got shoes now!! Even if they are only basic. / In the meantime, I’ve got lots and lots to do outside of the virtual world… you know, the usual suspects… work, tafe and family (and friends sometimes too!! although these days they’ve been a bit neglected apart from phone calls). How people fit in full time jobs that require travelling to and from work, I have no idea!! I’m a bit spoilt there (cos I work from home). One other thing I’ve been doing recently is Vector Pong with Helen McLean an awesome artist here in the bubbles. Between us, we’ve created a pretty cool Aussie picture. And it’s so much fun drawing with illustrator instead of using it for clothing patterns and other work related stuff. Go check it out, and while you’re there, check out what Jemimalovesbigted and Cheslgus have been creating!! See you all in the bubbles, / Have fun!!! / ;D / GG

• Another two features!
  by photokarazy

  Thanks go out to Garrett and the gang over at All That Is Nature for featuring another two of my images!! Thanks so much! I am so happy…

  Thanks go out to Garrett and the gang over at All That Is Nature for featuring another two of my images!! Thanks so much! I am so happy!!

• Interview with pinkyjain
  by Paul Compton

  My second in a series of interviews that started here...

  My second in a series of interviews that started here / / When I first encountered the work of pinkyjain I knew I had stumbled onto a completely unique, talented and spirited individual. Her creative style is versatile, playful, heartfelt and thought-provoking also. From her funny anthropomorphic animals to her brilliantly detailed and atmospheric vampire series I am always excited and amazed to see her next artwork. I’m sure I am not alone in wanting to thank pinkyjain for all her good deeds on Redbubble and for her inspiring creativity, love and enthusiasm. Thank you, pinkyjain, for being you. So let’s begin the interview…........ / / Pinkyjain, how does being a creative person and pursuing your creativity affect other aspects of your life? / I have one thing in common with John Henry, only that it was a pencil in my hand when i was born, not a hammer. I’ve drawn pictures as long as i can remember. / My biggest crazy ambition is to be published. I don’t know why really, it’s just been my desire when i started getting ideas for illustrating my stories. It isn’t to be rich or famous (sure i like to have money, but i don’t want too much, what a headache that comes with, and i certainly don’t want to be famous, more headaches). But since I’ve been on RB, my art has taken off into a new spin, a lot of it is from my doodles which has been such fun. I’ve doodled all my life, but never really took notice of how they could blossom into a piece of art someone really seems to enjoy. My main goal is still to get published, but doodling has been a breath of fresh air. And since my printer bit the dust several months ago, i can’t print out my query letters for the literary agents (waiting for my friend to research good printers, he has a good idea & sense for such things) so I’m taking a much needed doodling break. And I’m thinking lulu.com, for publishing a book of my doodles. Tell us about one person or moment that has made your time on RB particularly special and meaningful. / That’s a real toughie, everyone i have met on RB have made my experiences here so very special; & meaningful. I am just inspired by every one in my Watch List, which is like 450 people, hee hee. Show And Tell us about 5 works on RB that have moved or inspired you. / Another lulu of a toughie. I have 30 pages of Favorites, which adds up to 9,288 favorites. / But a really special person and a really charming drawing: Paul Compton, / Cynthia Reed / / I adore and love all of Paul’s fantastic drawings and paintings. Cynthia Reed is a pure gem, she makes me feel safe, and cozy. I can so identify with her, reading her books by candlelight, (Could so be me in my storage unit), with her darling BookWorm Pal. Dawn Davies / Again, so very hard to pick only one. Dawn is a true talent in pastels. But since we can only pick one, i have chosen Forest Fire / / Such an amazing work in pastel, so rich in colors and depth, the brightness of the fire & its reflection in the water. Gives me a sense of being there, warming myself in front of the camp fire, surrounded by nature. Jan Landers / Another hard case of picking just one, Jan and her work are so Mother Earthly spiritual, she has taught me to see the world in such a more connected way, opened my eyes to more of the beauty that surrounds all of us, but i choose Earth Medicine-Crow / / I met Jan while she was uploading the “Earth Medicine” series, i was drawn to the bright glorious colors & Animal designs. Lori Peters / Lori is a true talent with her photography, she brings such personality to her Animal photos, it has been such a joy to be allowed into a Fox family’s life through Lori’s photographs. i picked “I’m Hungry Mama”:http://redbubble.com/people/usafots1979/art/1173625-1-i’m-hungry-mama / / This is such a unique & sweet capture of such a tiny and, though defenseless, very demanding little baby Robin. The mommy and daddy Robin built their nest right on Lori’s porch. Karin Taylor / i picked Karin’s remarkable “Flying Machine”:http://www.redbubble.com/people/karin/art/974312-3-flying-machine / / Hard again to pick only one, Karin is so multi talented, so many gorgeous & wondrous paintings. i picked “Flying Machine”, i love her face, so sweet, with those big blue eyes, her cap and colorful hair, and her overalls, i just love her overalls (i wear overalls everyday!), and the airplane. And the overall painting has a vintage look which i love so much What is the primary reason you make and enjoy experiencing art? / Drawing is like eating and sleeping for me, i have to do it. Since i found zazzle first, then Wonderful Red Bubble, it opened up a totally new world for me to share my art, and to actually have people like my stuff, and even buy it. Wow! List some artists or experiences that have shaped the way you see the world. Beatrix Potter, Vincent Van Gogh, Georges Seurat, Edward Hopper, Edward Gorey, Bram Stoker, Harper Lee, Wolfgang Mozart, and 1000’s more, and so many here on Red Bubble. A big thank you, this was fun, such a cool way to meet everyone. / – pinkyjain Thank you for the interview pinkyjain, it was an honour. / Best wishes to you all and thank you for reading.

• "Lofty Ideals" received TBA :D
  by udonchow

  Hi! Was delighted to find out that “Lofty Ideals” received the “Today’s Best Award” , thanks to Zazzle :D And yes, I do draw other ani…

  Hi! Was delighted to find out that “Lofty Ideals” received the “Today’s Best Award” , thanks to Zazzle :D And yes, I do draw other animals other than just the owls :D Many of you may not have seen this work as this was one of the first few that I uploaded here in RB. So I thought this is a good opportunity for the rest of you to know her better….a piece that’s close to my heart and maybe you can also identify with this painting. This pink sheep’s name is Knitto Pinko :D In this pic, she feels that she is unique and set apart for bigger things, not just another sheep under the shepherd’s shears….not just another digit on the farm….she faced a big dilemma…should she stay or should she leave? / You can view more of “Lofty Ideals” at my Zazzle Gallery. Part 2 of the story: Knitto Pinko submitted her resignation as head knitter to Farmer O’MacDonald a year ago. She decided that she no longer wanted to knit designs that she was in the least passionate about. Her dream was to have her own shop of knitwear, designed by her with 100% wool.Knowing her dream extended beyond the boundaries of this farm which she had grown so familiar with,she took on the challenges that awaited her outside nevertheless.There was no turning back since. She’s now busy with her knit creations which she fondly calls them “Knitties Gritties”. Hope you like the story :D

• "Flower Horn" Featured In Zazzle :D
  by smile4me

  Dear friends, I’m really really glad today to receive a Today’s Best Award from Zazzle for my “Flower Horn”, one of my favourite owl p…

  Dear friends, I’m really really glad today to receive a Today’s Best Award from Zazzle for my “Flower Horn”, one of my favourite owl piece from my collection :D You can view my other “Flower Horn” creations from my Zazzle Gallery:

• New Addition
  by Natalie Manuel

  This is little Noah. If I have even less time for photography in the next few weeks, blame him! I pick him up from the breeder this c…

  This is little Noah. If I have even less time for photography in the next few weeks, blame him! I pick him up from the breeder this coming Sunday, so he’ll be home for Jan 1st. I’ve been waiting since he was conceived! And yep, his eyes are part blue.

• Wow! Dreaming hight...got featured!
  by oksancia

  After just a couple of hours on RB my new work Dreaming high… ha…

  After just a couple of hours on RB my new work Dreaming high… has been featured in Art and Stories Made For Children Group !!! Wow! So excited! Big “thank you” to the kind people who featured my work! Kisses, / Oksancia

• My First Sale in RB!! Thanks to Margpie! :D
  by udonchow

  Dear all, Today’s so memorable, not only is today the opening day of the Beijing Olympics, it is also the day I made my first card sa…

  Dear all, Today’s so memorable, not only is today the opening day of the Beijing Olympics, it is also the day I made my first card sale “Love Makes You Larger Than Life (1)”, thanks to Margpie for making this day so special and happy for me! The moments of first sale is always so magical :D I have included some of Margpie’s wonderful works, do visit her gallery, she has a huge collection of works there! :D Margpie’s Works: / / /

• Underappreciated Art: Animals -- Non-Photography
  by ECGardner

  Photographers aren’t the only artists on RB who do amazing animal art. Traditional and digital artists are doing some amazing stuff, too….

  Photographers aren’t the only artists on RB who do amazing animal art. Traditional and digital artists are doing some amazing stuff, too. Just look: by SpiceTree by Tom Godfrey by heartco by Helena Nelson-Reed (as an aside, this is one of my all-time favorite pieces of art, period) by ammozone by Marlene Piccolin (I nearly missed this one because I thought it was a photo!) by coppertrees by Preston Shupp by Angela Drysdale by coolart by AngelArtist by Eric Shepherd by Kevin Middleton by seven6 by Shree Amazing artworks, aren’t they?

• come join us at 'Animation Domination'!!!!!
  by Laura McDonald

  heeelllloooo everyone! / i have recently set up a new group with mr rhys mcdonald that deals with everything to do with animation producti…

  heeelllloooo everyone! / i have recently set up a new group with mr rhys mcdonald that deals with everything to do with animation production, character design and model making/sculpture. / if u have some art like this please come and be a part of our group and submit your work! / hope everyone is well! / cheers laura / x

• Excited about Sales!!!!
  by Karin Taylor

  Hi fellow bubble-dweller-inos! How excited I was last night! Just before bedtime i had a special treat (after the chocolates lol) / ...

  Hi fellow bubble-dweller-inos! How excited I was last night! Just before bedtime i had a special treat (after the chocolates lol) / as I discovered that I had sold no less than nine, yes folks, NINE cards to wonderful / friend and photographer extraordinaire Belinda C / who is known for her wonderful images of green froggies, plants and dragonflies, etc through her work in the Botanical Garden!!!!, it is truly inspiring :) Belinda C bought the following cards: / Purple Patch / Rajah the Elephant / Surf Nymph / Cat Nap / Daisy Daze / Spare Tyres / Wintersun Thank you so much Belinda / I hope you will enjoy them all :) Hugs, / Karin xo

• R.I.P. Zion and Chia
  by Hoffard

  Well as you may have noticed I haven’t been here in three days. My dog Zion a Chow Lab mix threw up the other night and 6 hours later di…

  Well as you may have noticed I haven’t been here in three days. My dog Zion a Chow Lab mix threw up the other night and 6 hours later died. He was 15 yrs old and had a great life he loved the outdoors and swimming in the river. He also loved his best friends Chia and Barney. Chia died a month ago he was shot by a land owner in Oregon. Zion was my best friend we went everywhere together. He also loved going for bike rides and ran with the bike very well. When you looked into Zions eyes it was like looking through a window to Heaven. He was the best dog I ever had and I will miss him very much. I am very prone to tears right now but I will be trying to get though this. Scanning in these pics was very hard. My other dog Barney is very depressed right now he has just lost his best friend too. So I will be spending the next couple of days comforting Barney my little Rat Terrier. I love you all and very much appreciate your friendship!! Right now I could use a few hugs myself though. / R.I.P Zion and Chia Best Friends forever… Click on Image to comment at my myspace… / / Zion’s favorite thing was to play with kids at the park and go down the slide… Click on Image to comment at my myspace… / / Best Friends forever… Click on Image to comment at my myspace… / / Zion 1993 – 2008… Click on Image to comment at my myspace… /

• Animation reel and stuff
  by FireRabbit

  Hi How have you all been? I have a new animation reel! Please have a look when you have a moment: SHOWREEL....

  Hi How have you all been? I have a new animation reel! Please have a look when you have a moment: SHOWREEL All Flash Animations for people I have worked for and a few of my own personal works. Work has picked up again so I dont get much time to draw my own stuff, hoping to have time again soon. So many things have been happening this year and January hasn’t even ended yet. Praying that a lot of good changes come soon. I do hope that everyone is well and enjoying the start of the year :)

• Pinwheel - (The Dying Rabbit journey continued)
  by Sarai

  “Mama! Mama! Where is Pinwheel?” hollered Sally Sue. “Well, I don’t know. I didn’t know it was my turn to rabbit-sit.” giggled Ma…

  “Mama! Mama! Where is Pinwheel?” hollered Sally Sue. “Well, I don’t know. I didn’t know it was my turn to rabbit-sit.” giggled Mama. “Oh!! That darn critter! How am I ever going to keep up with him if he doesn’t stay where he is suppose too?” Sally Sue exasperated, “Two years now and ya’d think he’d know what is his designated spots.” Mama giggled even more at that last comment as the little girl continued to look under the couch, the chairs and the footstools. Mama was too busy preparing supper to worry about a silly rabbit. It was always ‘disobeying’ the little girl. It obviously didn’t agree with his designated spots. Mama always got a chuckle out of those two. Especially when Daddy had purchased a large cage with several sections joining together to form a small castle for Pinwheel. He was suppose to stay in its new home. That was the truly designated area for him. Yet, Sally Sue thought it was unmotherly not to have her baby with her always. When she went off to school was the only time she placed him in his new home, or when he was grounded. Which happened quit frequently. She would eat supper with him in her lap. Watch T.V. with him laying on her pallet , wrapped up in the covers with her, while her parents reclined in their favorite chairs. She would bathe with him, ignoring her mothers’ protests, and she even slept with him curled up around her neck to keep him warm at night. They were never very far apart. Sally Sue apparently overlooked taking him to the bathroom with her when she went this time. Pinwheel was told to stay in the covers and watch T.V. Imagine the little thing not obeying what its’ adopted mother told him. As Sally was kneeling down to search under mama’s recliner her daddy came home from work. He entered through the back door, as he always did, that led from the two-car garage. The garage was his castle while the kitchen was her mamas’. Daddy enjoyed tinkering on the motor of his car, the motor of his lawnmower, and the motor of his weed eater. Basically, if it had a motor he tinkered with it, whether it needed it or not. Mama spent her spare time cooking and sewing. Both were done in her bright, yellow and orange kitchen. The colors alone were enough to keep you wide awake, but the sun was able to shine in the entire day. When it came up, all the way to when it was setting. “How’s my favorite ladies?” Daddy chirped as he put his lunch box on the kitchen cabinet, where he always placed it when he came home. “I’m fine,” responded mama, kissing him on the cheek, “but Sally is in quite a state of mind. And its not really a quite state, if you know what I mean.” “Ah, one of those moments is it? What seems to be the problem now? Did Pinwheel wet the bed again?” Daddy smiled. “That is not funny!” squealed Sally as she popped out from under mamas’ recliner. Startling her daddy with her high pitch squeal. “My goodness, child. I thought that we were alone. Good thing I wasn’t sweet talking you mother.” “Oh, that is just gross, Daddy. You two are too old for all that mushy stuff.” stated Sally, as she wrinkled her cute little nose, “No, you are not alone. I’ve lost Pinwheel again.” As she made this last comment a loud clamour came from the garage. Bang, bang, crash, clank, bang! Everyone ran to the garage. Daddy hadn’t closed the adjoining door. There in the dim light you could see rakes, hoes, shovels and the weed eater leaned over on mamas’ new car. “What in tarnation!?” yelled Mama as Daddy switched on the light to expose the scene before them. Every tool Daddy possessed had fallen over and hit Mamas’ new car. She’d only had it for two days. “What did you do William?” asked Mama as she glared accusingly at Daddy. “What do you mean “What did I do”?” retaliated Daddy. “I didn’t do anything. I just walked through the back door. I came around the front of your car, not the back. I didn’t even go near that side of your car. As they were quipping with each other Sally held up her hand, “Shhh….I hear something, It’s under the car” Daddy walked to the side of the car. He picked up some of the fallen tools, removing them from their place on the car, and placed them back up against the wall. He knelt down on one knee to look under the car. As he did something attacked him. He fell back in alarm, screaming “Ahhhh….” Sally and Mama both began laughing hysterically. “Oh Daddy, you are so funny.” said Sally as she bent down to pick up Pinwheel. He had ran over to her and was sitting on her feet. Daddy had scared him as much as he had scared Daddy. “Darn rabbit. What in the world is he doing in the garage?!” hollered Daddy as he picked himself up off of the floor. “He must have escaped through the back door when you got home, William. You know he loves to try to get outside. Sally was looking for him when you got here. I’m certain he was hiding from her, waiting for you to open the back door. You know he has an awesome sense of time. He always knows when it is time for Sally to come home. Are you alright?” asked mama. “Yeah. All except for my pride. Good thing a real monster wasn’t after me. You two would wet yourselves before you could help me.” he jokingly responded as he marched into the kitchen. “I’m going to go take a shower. Finish picking up this mess, little girl. Put all the tools back where they belong. And don’t let that blasted rabbit loose in my garage again. “I didn’t Daddy. You left the door open.” argued Sally. Mama shot her a stern gaze, “If you had that animal where it belonged it wouldn’t have gotten through the door. When you’ve finished putting up the tools take him to his little castle and put him up for a while. He’s grounded.” As Sally replaced the tools she scolded Pinwheel the entire time. “Now you’re grounded you goofy thing. I’ll have to eat supper without you, watch T.V. without you and bathe alone now. I hope you’re happy.” Pinwheel looked lovingly into her pretty blue eyes and twitched his nose. He adored his mistress. He never understood a word she said, but he could tell her mood by the tone of her voice. That is when he knew to hide or not. Plus, it was just pure fun playing hide and seek with her. When she finished with the garage she took Pinwheel to his castle. As she was putting him in and closing the wire door her daddy came into her room. “I’m sorry Daddy.” she said “It’s okay, dear. I know it wasn’t your fault. I’m sorry I got upset with you and your mama. I almost wet my britches, though.” he giggled. “I have a surprise for you this evening after supper. I think you’re going to like this surprise.” “What is it, Daddy?” she asked, excitedly. “Well now, if I tell you it wouldn’t be a surprise.” “When is supper, Mama?” she asked as she ran to the kitchen “Soon darling. Why are you so excited.” responded Mama. “Daddy has a surprise for me after supper.” stated Sally. “Daddy and I need to talk honey. Please leave the room and give us a moment of privacy. What are you up to, William?” “I got her a dog.” said Daddy excitedly. “A dog? Are you out of you mind!? It’ll eat Pinwheel!” screeched mama. “What will eat Pinwheel” questioned Sally, as she reappeared in the kitchen? (Stay watching for the new pet at Sally’s house. The fun has just begun.)

• If You Love Animals - Please Sign to Get This Man Stopped!!!
  by Angela Harburn

  My dear Animal Loving Red Bubblers – my good friend Elisabeth – ferndesign – posted this in her journal today – it is extremely distressi…

  My dear Animal Loving Red Bubblers – my good friend Elisabeth – ferndesign – posted this in her journal today – it is extremely distressing to read. May I ask that you take a couple of moments to click on the link at the bottom and sign your name to the petition to stop this appalling thing happening. Please spread the word about this to your friends both on and off RB – the more people that put their name to this – the more chance it will be stopped! Thank you for taking the time to care for those that cannot speak for themselves! / Angela x Taken from ferndesign’s journal An Artist that shouldn’t be recognized in the Art world!!! In 2007, the ‘artist’ Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street, tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death. For several days, the ‘artist’ and the visitors of the exhibition have watched emotionless the shameful ‘masterpiece’ based on the dog’s agony, until eventually he died. Does it look like art to you? But this is not all… the prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of the Central American decided that the ‘installation’ was actually art, so that Guillermo Vargas Habacuc has been invited to repeat his cruel action for the biennial of 2008. PLEASE HELP STOP HIM. It takes a second to help put a stop to animal abuse – Sign the petetion to stop this by Clicking Here Another animal advocate and dear friend Sally Omar has added a further link that we can contact – please visit her journal page Click Here / if you wish to email PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) to help get this terrible thing stopped – Thank you! xxx Additional Comment Added 14/04/08 – If anyone can suggest any other organisation that could be contacted to help stop this – please leave a comment to let us know – I will post it on as a further journal message. Thank you! xxx

• Another day at the Zoo...
  by Lisa Kenny

  Spent an afternoon at the zoo the other day, (as you can tell), rather than upload and flood my gallery (and watchlists) with animal ph…

  Spent an afternoon at the zoo the other day, (as you can tell), rather than upload and flood my gallery (and watchlists) with animal photos I thought i’d put them all together here… hope you like …. / / 1 / / / 2 / / / 3 / / / 4 / / / 5 / / / 6 / / / 7 / / / 8 / / / 9 / / / 10 / / / 11 / / / 12 / / / 13 / / / 14 / / / 15 / / / 16 / / / 17 / / / 18 / / / 19 / / / 20 /

• Underappreciated Art: Animal Photography
  by ECGardner

  From time to time I like to shine a light on some real gems that members of the RB community have produced that haven’t gotten the attent…

  From time to time I like to shine a light on some real gems that members of the RB community have produced that haven’t gotten the attention that they deserve. As you can tell from the title, in this edition of Underappreciated Art, I will be focusing on animals. Animals of all kinds are so dear to my heart, and I really love seeing photos that look deep into their hearts and capture something special. So, without further ado, here are the features: by Lisa Kenny by acearns by Shelley Spillenaar by cml16744 by whisperjo by Jamaboop (this one already has a lot of comments on it, but I just had to include the smiling pig in this feature!) by bigfootstl by Dave Bassett by Michael Sheridan by Jessica Jones by amjaywed by Derek Dafoe by Bandicoot by Anne-Marie Bokslag by Krys Bailey That’s it for now… Well, what are you waiting for? Go comment and get some new favorites! :)