Annoyed 

174 creative works found

• Literally starving artists.
  by Christopher Wright

  Well im in between jobs folks, and im living off small donations i get from people that want me to make some portfolios for their portrai…

  Well im in between jobs folks, and im living off small donations i get from people that want me to make some portfolios for their portraits. im back with my parents whom insist that i survive on my own and buy my own food, transport costs, and pay board. This i just realised is no fun when your inbetween jobs and cant claim welfare! :P after paying board, im left with 20 dollars spending money per week, 15 of which goes to petrol. So im surviving off 5 dollars of food per week, rice and beans are very popular at the moment :) however my stomach doth protest… i havent eaten anything more than 2 apples, a crapload of coffee and a pack of ciggarettes in the past 3 days. I do hope the government offers me this admin and data entry position :) so heres good luck to all artists that manage to survive off their art, you DEFINATLY earn every cent you receive. Grumbling away, chris :)

• Wedding Guests Annoy Me
  by Mark Ingram

  At a wedding shoot on the weekend I got a bit frustrated with pestering and impeding wedding guests. Its stressful enough trying to ge…

  At a wedding shoot on the weekend I got a bit frustrated with pestering and impeding wedding guests. Its stressful enough trying to get the shots that count, but when guests get in the way and nag me to take photos of less important candid shots it really makes my camera lens fog up, so to speak. I’m sure that all wedding photographers have similar problems. The introduction of the affordable compact digital camera has turned everyone into a photographer wanting to get that special shot, thats ok but at this outdoor wedding there must have been 100 people with cameras trying to get shots during the ceremony. Its just rediculous, I’m there as the official photographer trying to get what I am being paid to do and all the guests are like the paparazzi getting in the way I just pushed my way through and got in their way, normally I don’t like to be so obvious giving the guests a chance to get their shots with me out of their way. While I was trying to get shots of the bride and groom signing the marraige certificate I was nagged by someone to get a shot of the groomsmen, “the groomsmen are standing over there you should get a picture of them” some woman said. I just ignored her, but she was persistant and ended up tugging on my arm, and made me miss the groom signing the certificate. I felt like telling her to piss off. It really annoys me and is frustrating trying to work around guests.

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  Window Shopper
  by Cuervo

  Taken from those annoying people who pry into other peoples business : )

• Bloody Annoying!!
  by Dave Warren

  Its hard enough wading through pages of activity monitor pages playing catchup, but this recent glitch that is happening with getting old…

  Its hard enough wading through pages of activity monitor pages playing catchup, but this recent glitch that is happening with getting old pics noticed again, is a pain and yes i can understand that people want to get thier work noticed, after all that is why we are all here but to keep playing on it is only making it worse and for me now i cant even be bothered to trawl through the page anymore, which is spoiling it fro me and others i am sure, until this gets sorted, lets be a bit more thoughtful, it s all well and good if you have nothing to all day but i have to get as much RB time in as i can when i can which is hard enough as i say with out having to look at work we have already seen and commented on and favorited. / Rant over, sorry if i have offended anyone. / Dave

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  Clown
  by Cuervo

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• one thing
  by elizabethrose05

  one thing i forgot to add…. / i lost my memory card just before we go to new zealand!!! and i dont have any money to buy a new one!!!!! ...

  one thing i forgot to add…. / i lost my memory card just before we go to new zealand!!! and i dont have any money to buy a new one!!!!! im shattered!

• I'm Back! And a belated thank you to a mystery buyer!
  by Mui-Ling Teh

  Hello all, I got back from my field trip today. First we went to Cumae. When we got off the bus there was this cute little doggy comin…

  Hello all, I got back from my field trip today. First we went to Cumae. When we got off the bus there was this cute little doggy coming up to us: / The prof told us not to pet it, though several of us still did anyways; hehehe – it was just too cute! I pet it too; but no worries, I washed my hands soon after. Apparently Italy has a a lot of dogs running around in the streets and so often while we are all walking together in a big group, there would be a dog or two following us for a long while, which was cute, but oh boy I really hate the flies; they are so persistant! They are always flying towards us and resting on while we are sketching, or listening to the prof; and even when you shoo them away they come back – so annoying… But overall it was a good trip – now I’ve got work to catch up on and resume with my house hunting. So in Cuma we saw the Cave of the Sibyl, and some temple remains including the temple to Jupiter. / Our hotel was in Paestom near a beach. The first day there was a beautiful sunset / / (I’ll share more photos once I have albums ready – which won’t be in quite a while because I have too many photos to choose from and there are really many other things I should be doing right now :P) The next day we visited Pompeii / The third day we went to Capri. Yesterday we walked to a ruin in Paestum and saw some very nice temples still intact. Today on the way back to Rome we stopped by at Sperlonga Everyday at our hotel we were served breakfast and dinner. Yesterday I tried buffalo mozzarella – some people find it amazing while other don’t find it that special. Apparently someone ate a kilo of buffalo mozzarella for lunch o _ o. The food was good but the meals really lacked vegetables; for that reason it’s nice to be back and able to eat properly; and to make things even nicer; somebody has bought my card while I was away! Here is a delayed thank you to the mystery buyer who bought my Born from the Hand. Although it’s only a card sale it means so much to me because this piece has a lot of personal meaning to me. I did some miniature origami when killing time during the trip; while I was on the bus or waiting until we were all ready to leave – perhaps they brought me luck~

• NEVER have a friend as a boarder!
  by adgray

  Hi guys! / Over the last 2 months I have had the added pressure in my eventful life of having my fiancé’s best friend [now ex friend] lob …

  Hi guys! / Over the last 2 months I have had the added pressure in my eventful life of having my fiancé’s best friend [now ex friend] lob in on us having left his wife. Yesterday at my wits end I let it pour out into a bubblemail to a new bubbler friend – I shouldn’t have but I trusted that the bubbler would forgive me my rant and thankfully she did. [her reply is in italics] As I was writing a reply to her it struck me that others might learn from this experience too – other writers might get inspiration for a story or for character profile etc. So I decided to put it up as a writing – but then bloody long writing! lol and it’s not fictional or whatever so I thought journal! lol [bloody long journal too! lol – sorry …. sort of! lol] / So read it if you want or don’t I’m not fussed! / Thank you to this place for the arena to yell in when life gets annoying! lol ☺ Dear (other) Friend I have had my fiancé’s best friend staying with us for the last few months now and at the moment he is just … I don’t know … annoying, attention seeking (?) … here! He wears aftershave that makes me feel sick to smell it and he huffs about the place and when I’m trying to write he has to talk to me and then he gets stroppy [huffy] if I don’t get off and let him use MY PC and MY net connection so he can try to sweet talk some woman on msn who is NOT interested in him but doesn’t know how to tell him – but you’d think after 2 months of NOT calling him NOT giving him her number & NOT agreeing to meet him for coffee he’d get the bloody hint! After all he’s just left his wife of 7 years and their son & her son, perhaps he really should be dealing with getting his independence back on track and not chasing bloody skirt! Then I was wondering what his intentions were towards me? / A week after he arrived he brought me a bunch of flowers just cos [I needed bread & milk but ok flowers are nice!] / I felt weird having physical contact with my fiancé [holding hands, hugs, a kiss hello/goodbye, cuddling on the couch watching telly] while he was watching, and then he would try to tell me dirty jokes or show me porn on his phone when my fiancé was at work. He wouldn’t try to get a job just boast about how he could work for thousands a week if he wanted to but he didn’t want to. / He even decided any house I day dreamed over in the local paper real-estate section he would get his family to buy “For me! Not for you but for me! But you can come clean it for me if you want to” I think having a friend stay longer than a month is a definite BAD idea! He has a mother & a brother living 30mins away; let them put him up! / Thanks for letting me vent! Bless you, adg, and thank you for sharing, I hope it helps to get it out. There are lots of us who care enough to do something for you, even if we are on the other side of the world. You have a lot of things to juggle,but we never know what is around the corner so hang in there. I am so glad I have brought a small spark of happiness to you and feel free if you need to have another rant at anytime. We are all human and I understand ~ ♥ Friend Thanks Friend Actually I felt great after I did rant but really I shouldn’t have sent it to you! But then perhaps because I did send it to you out into the great Wide World Web the fates heard me and told him off because it all changed soon after. / Care to know what happened next? / [You can ignore it if you don’t, I wont mind – thanks for reading thus far / Keep Happy!☺] He grabbed his keys and walked out [not unusual he’d do that often & just sit in his car or go for a drive or some such thing! He walked to the beach one morning to watch the sunrise! 3 hours walk! The beach was facing west! My son did it once but then my son was a silly teenager at the time – silly teenagers do silly stuff like that! This bloke is a 38yo man!] Anyway he walks out without a word to me about how long he’d be gone, if he’d be back for tea whatever. Then after a wonderful peaceful few hours bubbling, my fiancé Mick came home from work and took me out to the shops to get cat food and decided to shout me Chinese for tea – just us {not him – the boarder too} for the first time in what seemed like & actually was months [we used to always get Chinese for tea on Wednesdays – & the staff at our favourite place had missed us!] When we got home he was back so Mick took me up the park to eat our Chinese (there wasn’t enough for him) and just have a pleasant us time! But we missed having our dogs with us too! About an hour later we went home and were just sitting in the car waiting for the drizzle to stop, & talking just us coz we’d missed that too [& it felt like we had months of talking to catch up on and we had – convo around the boarder had always been on his preferred topics!] and then the boarder rang Mick to ask why we were in the car and what we’d do for tea. Mick told him we were just talking and hadn’t got around to getting out (ever done that? – just sat in the car talking even though you’d gotten home & it was warmer inside but it seems peaceful to just sit in the car watching the rain & talking) and that we’d had our tea while we were out as we didn’t know his plans. [ok we could have rung him but shiesh! We are his friends not his parents!] but before we could say anymore he hung up on Mick with a grunt that sounded like a child who’d lost out on the last lolly! Before we finished our conversation and could go in, he’d come out and gave a scowl in our direction, then gotten in his car and, with a stupid country larraken show at an attempted “Hoon burn off”, screeched his tyres and sped away up the suburban street like a mad thing. After laughing at his nonsense we went inside with the shopping & to feed our animals and I tell you I was secretly so scared to enter my own home – I had no idea what we’d find: dead kittens, furniture upset, something broken or ruined, gawd knows what! I first expected him to have locked us out – he hadn’t. Fortunately nothing had been touched but my PC – he’d taken the opportunity again to be on bothering that woman on msn again. [he’d been on that morning and didn’t like it when I told him he was probably one of at least 200 that she was happy just chatting to and that I’d once had almost 500 on my msn so he really shouldn’t be expecting to marry her next month! Besides he needed to divorce his wife first! I’m not sure if it was the reminder of the wife or the fact he could be just one in several hundred & nothing special that had made him sook off back then!] We did our chores and then Mick checked his emails and such and I was sitting with him chatting & reading what he pointed out for me to. About 10 mins later the border returned, hooked up his trailer and proceeded to pack his gear into it! Not a word to us as he tromped in and out emptying his stuff out of the boys room on his own, then with the last load muttered to himself loudly something about us just sitting and watching him & not offering to help. We hadn’t been included in his little decision so why should we intervene? He’s a grown man with his own choices if he wanted to run away because we didn’t get him Chinese then let him! If he thought we were going to beg him to stay, plead for him not to go, be sorry we forgot him – we weren’t, we didn’t want to and we hadn’t we just chose not to hunt him out and include him in our dinner plans considering in the past if he didn’t want to come home for dinner he wouldn’t without any word to us and so I would box up his dinner for Mick to take to work for his lunch next day or the sod would come home and eat it anyway! If I made enough to feed us that night and lunches the next day, he had no remorse if he decided to eat not only his portion of the leftovers but the whole lot the following day – and in front of me – and I would have to go without lunch! In the end I noted he’d forgotten a few supposed valuable things that he treasured so I collected them up and took them out as he was tying down his very strange mountainous trailer load / I put then down beside his car and said / “Don’t know where you’re going mate but I hope you’ll be ok. I thought you’d want these and I’ll need the key back thanks.” / He took the key off his ring with a real petulant “Yeah Yeah I was getting it for you!” then dropped it into my hand as if it was something distasteful I went back inside my gate and wished him well then came back inside and shut the door and locked it! [I never lock my door if I’m home – the kids can come in or more (when I’m alone) if I needed medical help the ambos could get in!] I have no idea what he expected but I’m pretty certain he didn’t expect that! / / It took him another 10 minutes securing his load then he finally quietly left. For a car that sounds like a bloody “ten tone tractor!” he slinked off pretty quietly! I didn’t even hear the trailer drop off the nature strip! But now I feel I need to secure my home! Put a padlock on the side gate (the boarder is friends with my security dogs now!) & always lock the security door. I’ll have to get Mick to lock the windows the border knows can easily be opened and I’ll have to move the spare key spot! I don’t trust the border now and I know it’s possibly unreasonable and unfounded but I feel vulnerable and I hate feeling vulnerable when all I tried to do was help! First thing I did was delete the boarder’s log in details from my PC & msn load-in file! [so I wasn’t tempted to send nasty misleading /clarifying convos to his 3 friends – all women 10-20 years his junior- we are talking a man of 38 remember!] / Then I texed my sons to say they had their room back and I was sorry to have loaned it out to that petulant overgrown toddler! / Mick texed the boarder’s wife [he’d left 2 months ago & reason for lobbing in on us!] / and then we had a lovely evening together enjoying our home and our company and our interests relieved he’d gone! In the wake we decided to debrief ourselves of him / And so purged ourselves of the things we hadn’t liked about him - - his petulance was HUGE! I haven’t seen such a sooky frowning face like he could pull since I last worked with toddlers!! He’d pull it whenever he didn’t get his way! And it would be accompanied by him sitting in the middle of the family lounge room with earphone cans on listening to his music and blatantly ignoring us for an hour or more! But it would be in the middle of the room we were so he knew we knew he was pissed off at us & ignoring us! And if we asked him for a favour he would yell at us “Not listening! I’m not listening!” in a voice reminiscent of a 2 year old too! Once was funny, twice was weird but every day for 2 months is just petulant! - how he would bother me when I was trying to write because he was bored and I wasn’t paying him any attention or thinking him brilliant! To the extent that even if I did a “him – I’m not listening!” in return he would laugh at me and stick whatever it was he was trying to get me to look at right in front of my nose or just try harder to interrupt me until I was so furious I couldn’t type anymore and I’d get up to go to the loo or somewhere to cool off and then he’d swipe my chair & get on msn – his main objective after all! - how if you wanted to interact with him when he didn’t want you to he would blatantly & rudely ignore you! Even if it was a question you needed an answer to but he either didn’t have or want to give one! - how he’d offer to fix the world for me then his nose would get out of place because Mick would see to it or because I would light up & relax and smile for the first time that day because Mick had come home. - how he wanted us all to drop everything and watch his pirated movie collection [100+] or listen to his pirated music CD because they were free from his friend [he’d just spent a week with on the spur of the moment – bliss for us but just the killer of our tolerance of him ] and not out in the cinemas yet! - how he hated being last in line for the PC [MY machine & my writing tool] and even more so that when the children were here they came before me shunting him right down the line! And when we had been out once I found he had had a lovely session on the PC with my children hiding in their rooms! [must ask them if he’d sent them there & apologise for having him here] - how he’d “Drop” $50 a week in the kitchen for me to “find” and thus not really be paying me board [thereby not technically getting either of us in trouble for not declaring it to Centrelink – he was on dole payments at first as am I sort of!] - how he’d leave the tent open [he insisted on sleeping on his futon bed in my tent in the back “dustbowl” yard] and complain that my dogs got into his bed and covered his stuff in dirt! - how he claimed he wasn’t religious but then he’d play his gospel music at full volume and warble along with it in full voice like he’s the next Pavarotti [out of tune & out of time] and if he saw you cringe he’d ask in a childish high pitched innocent voice “Wha?? Don’t you like the pretty music?” Then the really ugly things – / - I realised he had subtly perved on my 2 teenage daughters he’d blatantly “Comically” ogle their breasts and “accidentally” walk in on them in the bathroom – sorry if he may have (hoping he did) catch a glimpse but thankfully missing out! But then he’d tease them and put down their singing talents because their choice of music wasn’t his! In hind sight it now makes my skin crawl at the thought of all those small seemingly insignificant incidents all adding up. - how he decided to eat MacDonald’s food in front of my children as it was coming up to lunchtime because he had a car to go get it but I didn’t! He even made a huge play of how much he was enjoying it while they watched him eat! So we went without videos that night because I decided to walk my children down the road [10mins] to pick up some and take it to the park to enjoy it! [and he thought he had the right to get stroppy at us over Chinese?!! BAH!!!] - how he did one-up-man-ship with my children until they twigged he was just doing it to get annoy them and left BUT then he’d laugh and follow them around or call out after them and tell them rude jokes or try to show them rude things on his phone. {I must warn them that if he contacts them to NOT answer/open it and tell me – I’ll slap an injunction on him so fast his head will spin! – funny how now I don’t trust him at all!} - how he stole birthday chocolates from my son Tom! {Ok it’s only chocolate but it’s the principle that we couldn’t trust him NOT to go through our stuff anymore!} It had to be him I & the girls can’t eat chocolate (it makes us choke & throw up – not worth the bother) & Mick wouldn’t dare dream to touch Tom’s stuff or anyone’s for that matter [it took me months to convince him that now he lived with me and we were getting married that the stuff in the house was his too – so he could do the dishes! lol] / Tom said he’d not opened it and my heart broke to see his face when he brought it out to show me that someone had opened the box and taken 2/3rds of the individually wrapped treats and tried to reseal it. I almost suspected Dan {10yo little brothers are renown for doing stuff like that!} but then I found wrappers in the boarder’s stuff – tucked into his pockets. So I took out & hid all the remaining treats and left a note in the bottom of the box – “I have eyes I see you!” That night the boarder was happy till he went into the room then he came out with the persona of a man walking down the green mile! HA! Man did I laugh after he went to MY tent & I don’t care if he did hear me! lol / But then openly brazenly he would ogle my son’s lolly jar that I made sure was in full sight of everyone because he was less likely to indulge in them if he could easilly be caught or we could see the levels change! Especially now that he knew I suspected him of stealing what isn’t his to take and isn’t on share basis! / [Mick bought Tom more treats which he is sharing with us {cos that’s what he was going to do anyway} and in a good way it helped Tom & Mick {my two testosterone psychologically competing alpha males} cement a better relationship!] - how because he washed the dishes, he decided he had the place to tick off my youngest son Daniel for leaving a plate on the table & thus making a mess even though Dan had tidied up in the boy’s bedroom including the boarder’s crap and I got told by the boarder - / “I’ll have them ship shape and their rooms neat as pins before I’m through!” / NO ONE TELLS MY KIDS WHAT TO DO OVER ME!! and he learnt that BIG TIME! [our first disagreement! lol] Especially when they are someone who has run out on their own children, without any intention of seeing or supporting them – not once but 3 times over! {1 in Sydney [who’s mother was only 15 years old when the boarder (then 16) impregnated her] & 4 in country Victoria split between 2 ex wives in different towns!} - how when he finally got a job and Mick took a turn at doing the dishes, he then decided I needed to be taught a lesson in how to look after a house and the men in it! So I showed him the next day just how good a housekeeper I am and cleaned my house [I was having a mind spin-out day anyway] and then I refused to let him do anymore chores! But his board was going to double from then on! [he even chose the best sunny days to do his washing, use up all the {small} line I have and leave it there all day & go out – knowing I had baskets all over the house waiting for a good day to wash them {I don’t have drying space! or a laundry – my washer is outside on the uncovered patio!} talk about inconsiderate!] I can clean house brilliantly – I was once a very busy Army Officer’s wife and my house was spotless all the time! BUT right now, this month, I am writing a novel in 15 days! I don’t know what it’s like in your house or when you are being creative but when I start writing it’s head to the keyboard and all else is ignored – for HOURS! [And lately because the boarder’s been interfering and I need to get the novel for NaNoWriMo out of my head – that “hours” switches into DAYS easily!] I can tolerate the necessity of doing some things but when I’m interrupted beyond that I get ANGRY! Mick understands perfectly and he’ll bring me cups of tea, food and whatever else he thinks I need while he tends to everything else! Not that he ever reads my stuff – he’s not that big on reading – but he sees that others do & love it so that’s enough for him to unconditionally support me. But I have learnt anyone else other than Mick or my kids in my house and I cannot write! It was never going to be a permanent thing, just a bed for him to get his head together and become independent, having left his controlling wife. He had been a good friend but I guess we didn’t know him like we thought we did. The hardest thing was we couldn’t really think of things we actually liked about him. Everything seemed to come at a price! - Offers of lifts or help were conditional upon asking him to the begging point and thanking him to the gift point [unless he was rescuing you! Then he was happy to feel like superman without your additional accolades!] - Unfulfilled promises of clearing bills & funding other necessities [getting the cats neutered, me getting my working with children clearance so I could return to some sort of employment, fixing & registering our cars, etc] came with dictated requests of what we would then give him for Christmas or do for him in gratitude for his generosity! - Gifts he did give that we hadn’t really wanted in the first place but he insisted & we were grateful for (eg BBQ, & Bicycle) went back with him on that hillbilly stacked trailer [thankfully! When we discovered it we felt relieved they’d gone really!] - A pair of movie tickets from his brother [a millionaire] to say thank you for our hospitality, was given to us on the proviso that he dictated what movie we saw – something he thought was funny and really neither of us did! [we went & saw the new “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”movie instead anyway! Then felt compelled to make up a white lie that the one he chose for us was booked out! It was actually empty – we peaked in to see as we went to our packed cinema!] - Even the bunch of flowers he gave me in the beginning gave me the inkling that he had ideas of having a go with me – Mick being his best mate or not! They look at me now dead & wilting & I can throw them out without qualm! So here I am back at MY PC without Master Petulant house guest /boarder annoying me because he wanted to chat up skirt on msn {the internet sites that I introduced him to} & just doesn’t understand why they don’t want to meet him for coffee & cuddles! “After all you’re only “Wasting Time” writing crap on that thing! It’s never going to pay!” [he almost destroyed my belief in myself after hearing that every day for the first month because he wanted to get on the PC] But I’m sorry if he thought dropping $50 a week on my kitchen floor & doing the dishes after tea made him master of our house and lord of my PC, especially after he tried to dictate control over my children, stole from my son & leered at my daughters (I’d be worried about him around any female) – if he hadn’t have left, he’d have found out his days were numbered already! – that was what Mick & I were leading up to talking about in the car! Not that we really planned it then but after we both admitted we were thinking it and testing each other about whether we needed to decide to ask him to move on. / But the powers that be decided he needed to move on. and got him to go on his way! / I believe people come in and out of our lives to either teach us something or learn something from us/ the experience. I don’t know if I helped him or if I helped Mick or the boarder’s wife or to cement my love for & from Mick or what but I learned from the whole incident that friends should just be friends and not to expect them to be anything more! If you have read this rant BRAVO! [Take 2 paracetamols and have a nice lie down now! lol] – I hope you have learnt from my mistake & never allow a friend to become a boarder … well not like this experience! Thank you for being my ventee (? lol) I trust all is well in your world. / Mine seems to have returned to it’s general half submerged state and I’m still bailing and Mick’s still paddling! At least we’re not going round in circles any more with the boarder no longer at the tiller rocking this leaky boat!! / [He was a bloody big bloke too! If he’d stayed any longer he could have sunk us! He certainly wasn’t helping us bail or row! lots of promises but no real action!] Ah well as I always say – Keep Happy !! ☺ ….... [it pisses the knockers off! lol☺] / Chookas all!! ☼♣☼ / ~ adgray ♥

• Im Angry!
  by Amy-lee Foley

  I do not recommend the site www.cheekyteez.com.au anymore, I have just received only 1 of my little kids T’s, and…

  I do not recommend the site www.cheekyteez.com.au anymore, I have just received only 1 of my little kids T’s, and i am sooooo not impressed, really pissed off actually, and I have 2 more to come, reason im pissed off is because firstly, its not a very nice lookin kids T-shirt, second because the design was suppose to big and its less then half the size it was suppose to be, and thirdly ITS A DAM IRON ON DESIGN! which I could of done my self on a much cuter looking T-shirt for half the price! Im pretty mad…....So i guess I’ll show Michelle the T-shirts and ask her if i can try an get her money back, NOT HAPPY!

• Gaaa!
  by Arletta

  My last two journal entries have just disappeared. The last one was before I’d even gotten it posted. It just disappeared! The other …

  My last two journal entries have just disappeared. The last one was before I’d even gotten it posted. It just disappeared! The other one was posted all the way, and then disappeared after a while. How annoying! One was about the Saatchi gallery, playing around there, and had links to artwork I did there. The other was about how it disappeared, and how another group is at it, again! The Blue Group rejected my work I SEE 1 31 2009 for not fitting in. Mind you, it is at least 75 percent blue as even in her skin tone, there is blue! The entire background is light blue, so that every last little nook and cranny where normally white would go, is blue; and most of it has other shades of blue mottled over it, her eyebrow, eye, even the ring around her Iris, and her eye liner, is blue! I get so sick of groups who are obviously about favoring specific friends or fellow countrymen or at least acting not in favor of other specific groups of people! It should be about art, and following the rules as the group has set them! Even weirder! Afer I posted this “So, this is weird” in my joural reappeared. That’s the one with the info about Saatchi

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  Annoyed by Spaghetti
  by Delphina1974

  A photo of one of my rats Willow, also with spaghetti on her head!

• The Educator
  by Anne van Alkemade

  see what you can find underneath; wow there’s a centipede

  for the Flash Fiction weekend challenge

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  the annoyed flower girl
  by Angel Warda

  My daughter, Gia, wants that dress off!! July 2009…featured in Bits and Pieces

• You know what's really annoying?
  by Arletta

  When you join a group, and you get it in your head what it’s about, and then, later on you go to post something to it, and it gets reject…

  When you join a group, and you get it in your head what it’s about, and then, later on you go to post something to it, and it gets rejected; so, you go to look to see how you could have been so off in your judgment, only to find that the group has completely changed its description and/or rules. ahem Beige is death: I wonder who I could be talking about. For the record, I believe that a weird arsed digital painting of a woman jumping through the air as if she’s gone off the edge of her sanity and straight into something even Alice would have blinked at, and is planning on kicking the shite out of it, is, perhaps, edgy enough to qualify, even so. However, I am no longer interested, because I joined one group and ended up in another, and not through any machinations of my own. I need some sort of consistency in my life, somewhere, and it may as well be here.

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  GaarrR - Angry Girl
  by Samuel Durkin

• I'd just like to state for the record ...
  by Arletta

  .. as I have probably stated before, and as I am bound to state again, that I find this sort of talk, this sort of exclusion of an art st…

  .. as I have probably stated before, and as I am bound to state again, that I find this sort of talk, this sort of exclusion of an art style, morally offensive: “I’d like to mention now that this isn’t a group for photography or digital artwork (i.e work created in photoshop, illustrator etc).” Why MORALLY offensive? Because, it’s rather like the artistic equivalent of saying “Well, you may have pale skin, Irishman, but you still have big ass lips and you’d better just go eat with the jigaboos if you know what’s good for you!” 1) If you only want your kind of artist in the group, then define it by what you want there, not by whom you don’t, first and foremost. 2) Learn more about what you are excluding, because people who use photoshop, illustrator, etc. and I have NOTHING in common, on most days, in how we create our digital art. Except, of course, that somewhere in there, a computer gets involved – just like with everyone else on Red Bubble! Technically, you are all digital artists by the standards of people who believe that digital painting and digital manipulation are all the same kind of art genre. You upload things, you create them in digital format so as to show them off, and people order prints from those digital representations. It doesn’t really make you a digital artist, though, does it? And, if you use a digital calculator, does that make you one? So, you see, there is a difference between using digital methods in one way or in another way; some of them are art, real art, as in creation of a painting from start to finish, just as they would happen offline except in digital format. In other words, it is not a real pen or a real brush, but, it is a real artist, really moving their hands, using their brains, selecting paints and brushes on the screen, and really creating this piece. They do not want to be lumped together with the people who select a stamp, select a filter, and call it good. Not ever! Not anymore than a painter wants to be called a rubber stamper, or to have the rubber stamp users called painters! Both of which, by the way, can end with stunning results! Or utter crap, for that matter! Photoshop is, by it’s very nature, not intended to be a painting program; though, from what I understand, you can do it, or at least drawing, to some extent. Illustrator is also not intended, primarily, to be a painting program. However, Corel Photo-Paint, please note the hyphen, is both for graphic art design and out and out digital painting. You can do one, the other, or both, and that is entirely what it’s made for. You can go all technical if you want to, but, you don’t have to. You can just paint! You can mix your own colors, make your own palettes, choose between watercolor and oil, etc. Art Rage 2.5 is for painting and drawing, full stop! There is none of that other stuff. It’s not for making posters, or manipulating photos, at all. Kindly do not lump digital artists together with digital manipulators or digital graphic designers. We are all different people, who do different things, except when we choose to pick up the tools of the other persons and play with them for a while. Just like sometimes the oil painter will do a quick charcoal drawing, or use a rubber stamp and markers to make a card. That they do this on occasion does not define them as an artist or as a person. Maybe one day they’ll have the courtesy to realize that this same truth applies to all. PS: For anyone who might have gotten offended by the word jigaboo: that is my point! It’s offensive! It’s alienating people and treating them as if they are not as good as other people; and to do it to two peoples, and throw them into the same category when they are obviously different peoples, is actually more offensive, not less! We are all human, we are all artists, and therefore we should all be considered to some degree, as to how to be included or how not to be insulted in the exclusion. Like, for instance, maybe when someone is talking about the art of portraiture, instead of emphasizing that it should be one on one, maybe they should be emphasizing that they are specifically interested in watercolors, or oils, or acrylics, or drawings, or traditonal mediums used before the advent of computers. Because I can sit here at my computer, have a model in front of me, and paint their portrait digitally, and that makes it 1 on 1 and it makes it the art of portraiture; and it’s not using Photoshop or Illustrator, or etc. – since etc. implies something similar in nature to those two programs. But, nevertheless, my kind can’t get in! There’ll be no drinking from their water fountain! And, it doesn’t matter that I can and do paint and draw in the traditional ways and that this is just natural to me, no lessons, ever. All that matters is that I smell like a digital artist, now. (sigh)

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  Tai & Jess
  by Sarah Watson

  Jess kept putting her foot over on tai’s side of the chair – he hated it and she just couldn’t care less!

• Why can't i access the new RB 'rules' or the thread in which to comment on them from my account?
  by DragonFlyer

  So – I know these ‘rules’ have been put out there, I know there is a thread in which to comment, but as far as my account here on RB is c…

  So – I know these ‘rules’ have been put out there, I know there is a thread in which to comment, but as far as my account here on RB is concerned, these things do not exist! A proper link provided to me by another member only leads me to a “now where did we put that” page, though for others it ‘works’..... I have only been able to access the ‘new rules’ via “off RB” so at least I have now read them….. but, of course, I still have NO ACCESS to the thread for comment! What is going on here and why is this??? Kallena

• "New RB rules and guidelines for HOSTS ONLY???"
  by DragonFlyer

  Further to my previous journal entry querying why I can’t find or access the new RB rules and guidelines – OR the forum thread to comment…

  Further to my previous journal entry querying why I can’t find or access the new RB rules and guidelines – OR the forum thread to comment on them – from my account - it has now been suggested to me that this is because the “rules and guidelines” AND the forum thread to comment on them has been posted in a “HOSTS ONLY” section of the RB forums! This means that only people who are members of the “Friends of RB” group – which is only open to hosts of groups – is able to both find and see these “new rules” AND comment!!!! Peter – if this is true – and my total inability to access both these posts and forums seems to indicate to me that it is – WHY have you chosen to NOT give the wider RB community as a whole the right and opportunity to be informed about and comment on what you have “come up with”? Kallena

• Paintings are not photographs!!
  by cobbybrook

  Over the last few months I’ve had quite a few images of my paintings rejected from various groups in the past, with a message that reads …

  Over the last few months I’ve had quite a few images of my paintings rejected from various groups in the past, with a message that reads something like: ‘X was not accepted into Y Group. The reason was: We think elements of it could be improved. These may be issues with composition or framing, excessive noise or soft focus, or excessive post-production. However, we encourage you to contribute other work to the group.’ I think that sometimes group admins apply a very ‘one size fits all’ approach to submitted work, perhaps when faced with a large amount of images. My paintings are quite bold, with very textural marks and often in bright, almost unreal or abstract applications of colour – this ISN’T excessive noise or excessive post-production, it’s ART!! I must stress here that we all really appreciate the work of all redbubble group admins – without your efforts redbubble wouldn’t exist. However, has anyone else who paints or creates artwork had perfectly sound work, both compositionally and technically, rejected from perfectly appropriate groups and felt a little annoyed – or am I just getting grumpy as I get older?!!

• argh!
  by vampvamp

  honestly, sometimes i’ve no idea how i achieve anything where i am… / juggling so much, with so many distractions & general irritations….

  honestly, sometimes i’ve no idea how i achieve anything where i am… / juggling so much, with so many distractions & general irritations. / it’s really buggin’ me. / grrr.

• grrrr... Watch OUT!
  by Bekyy93

  Ok so i feel like drawing… / get out my art book / get out my pencil case / search pencil case for pen / cant find pen / look in drawer / *...

  Ok so i feel like drawing… / get out my art book / get out my pencil case / search pencil case for pen / cant find pen / look in drawer / cant find pen / look in school bag / cant find pen / look under bed / cant find pen / look in underwear drawer / cant find pen / get very annoyed / cant find pen / look in handbag / find pack of chewies, nail file and teabags / cant find pen / look in tafebag / More chewies and packet of autumn coloured pastel pencils / cant find pen / GAHHH / look in an old pencil case / find a 50 dollar note and a 20 / cant find pen GAHHH I CANT FIND MY DRAWING PEN I WOULD TRADE ANYTHING!!!! :( / :( / :( —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- / Because of my lost pen… and some great ideas from Karin Taylor i created…. Ruby Red / My first ever attempt at creating a piece of artwork using makeup!!! / -—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-——

• Too much Nonsense!!!
  by zooreka

  I have been finding in recent weeks that there is a lot of total nonsense going on in certain groups. In one such case I had to report th…

• A Perfect Storm
  by princessleah

  Thunderous noise, as the yelling begins / Hurtful words, blame and resentment pierce the calmness / like lightning slicing through the dark…

  This is a re-post from a few months back. I also retitled it.