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• Mitchell and Views and a Sale
  by Karin Taylor

  There is a saying that good things come in threes! 1. It looks as though Mitchell, who has been very ill in hospital, may be allow…

  There is a saying that good things come in threes! 1. It looks as though Mitchell, who has been very ill in hospital, may be allowed to come home today, a big thankyou to all of you who thought, prayed, sent your love, etc…..your prayers were heard!!!!! 2. Just noticed I’ve got 40,000 Art Views and over 15,000 Clothing Views as of today!!! / Thanks to all my supportive and lovely friends and family here on Red Bubble :D 3. Today I was so happy to find I had sold a card from my of Lotus Love to Robin Monroe who has been supporting RB artists by buying cards from here instead of from other commercial outlets, what a great concept…..thank you so much to Robin!!!! / / Lotus Love Greeting Card If anyone is interested in purchased a larger print of Lotus Love please let me know as I can organise to load up a larger file for this purpose. It is also possible for me to print the design up myself on canvas so you can have it stretched at the framer’s!

• Karin's Weekly~ISSUE TWO~
  by Karin Taylor

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  Sales This Week I have made a record 14 sales this week!! / Normally I would be very happy to make one or two, but i have been overwhelmed by the wonderful response to my art of late…. Thanks so much to the mystery buyers, Katja Klages, Janette Piggott and Helen Morovic for the following purchases! 1. Asia Blue TShirt / 2. Little Angel Tshirt / 3. Shy Kokeshi Doll TShirt / 4. Kokeshi Family TShirt / 5. Kokeshi Doll Autumn TShirt 6. Asia Blue Card / 7. Geisha GirlCard / 8. Lady of Asia Card / 9. Ladies of Asia Card / 10. Skater Girl Card / 11. Beach Bum Card / 12. Bosom Buddy Card / 13. Dving Divas / 14. Nancy, Patsy, Ellen & Red Dog Card The above sales are represented by the clickable thumbnails below: / / / / Featured Work This Week 1. Little Green Teapot in Art & Stories Made for Children from Karin Taylor Gallery / 2. Pinata Ponies TShirt in Art & Stories Made for Children from Migaloomagic Gallery / 3. Baby Blue Bird Club in Art & Stories Made for Children from Migaloomagic Gallery The above features are represented by the clickable thumbnails below: Shoes @ Zazzle Many of you are already as excited as I am about the new range of shoes at zazzle, i will also do another journal to showcase my shoes…as i’ve been very busy created over at zazzle! :D

• lets pray, send good vibes or whatever
  by susan davies

  lets all join forces to send prayers, good vibes or whatever is your belief to the victims of chinas earthquake, children are trapped and…

  lets all join forces to send prayers, good vibes or whatever is your belief to the victims of chinas earthquake, children are trapped and not known how many casualities, so time out for victims of this disaster if you will my prayers are sent just heard 900 children traped and 2/3 thousand casualties lv sue as phil so rightly says below lets send prayers, vibes to the victims of Burmas cyclone tragedy

• Australia to join China, Burma and Saudi Arabia in censoring Internet
  by Sleek Images

  In case you hadn’t heard, Stephen Conroy (ALP’s minister for broadband) is proposing mandatory filtering of the Internet by all Australia…

  In case you hadn’t heard, Stephen Conroy (ALP’s minister for broadband) is proposing mandatory filtering of the Internet by all Australian ISPs, to ensure that children do not see “online pornography” or other “inappropriate content”. If you don’t want your internet feed filtered, then users will need to opt out of the “service”. Read more about it here / A few questions for us all to consider if this goes ahead unopposed: Who will decide what is “pornography” and “inappropriate content”? How will we know what is on the list? If a site contains one piece of “inappropriate content” will the whole site be filtered? If a site is incorrectly put on the filter list – what is the appeals process? Why has this become an opt-out system when it was clearly stated that it would be an opt-in system before the election? Will this really stop children seeing inappropriate content? or will it make parents lazy? How will this filter (aka censorship) affect the speed of the internet? How will the government guard against mis-use of this filter? How long before this morphs into George Orwell’s “Ministry of Truth”? While no-one is advocating that children be exposed to unsuitable material, this scheme is highly impractical and won’t work anywhere near 100%. / In addition, the costs of such a system will be high and will undoubtedly be passed on to the consumer… Welcome to the Nanny State! I would urge people to protest against this scheme at every opportunity… / If you’re on Facebook, then you can join this group

• Asian TShirts
  by Karin Taylor

  FLYING OUT THE DOOR off they gooooooooooo!!! bye byyyyyyeeeeeeee Kameko ….. / fareweeeeeeeeeell Chinese Fan Girl….... / have lot…

  FLYING OUT THE DOOR off they gooooooooooo!!! bye byyyyyyeeeeeeee Kameko ….. / fareweeeeeeeeeell Chinese Fan Girl….... / have lots of fun at your new homes :D Two of my asian designs have just sold on tees, but i don’t know who bought them, so here is a special thank you to the two wonderful people that decided to purchase them / Kameko TShirt / Chinese Fan Girl To see more of my designs, please feel free to click on the black and white buttons below and go for a browse :

• Traditional Chinese Painting by Zuo Leilei
  by Karin Taylor

  If anyone has an interest in traditional Chinese Painting, / there is a lovely new member on Red Bubble who lives in China / she is from Xu…

  If anyone has an interest in traditional Chinese Painting, / there is a lovely new member on Red Bubble who lives in China / she is from Xuancheng!!!! Zuo Leilei click here to have a look at her sweet art offerings :)

• Boycott Beijing Artwork - Pix
  by Ross Robinson

  I thought I’d put all the images on one journal entry so people don’t have to jump back and forth to look at all the great shirts that ha…

  I thought I’d put all the images on one journal entry so people don’t have to jump back and forth to look at all the great shirts that have been done so far:

• Homepage - all things Asian
  by home page

  It started as all things Japanese, but the Chairman Mao badges had to be added. / Enjoy! Will be updating more as the day goes on, so keep…

  It started as all things Japanese, but the Chairman Mao badges had to be added. / Enjoy! Will be updating more as the day goes on, so keep tagging those works…. /

• "Painting The Town Red" @ South Australian Living Artists - Austral Hotel, Rundle street
  by Paul Tait

  Hi Team / I am exhibiting with a few mates from FlickrSA at the Austral Hotel in Rundle Street, Adelaide as part of the SALA exhibition. ...

  Hi Team / I am exhibiting with a few mates from FlickrSA at the Austral Hotel in Rundle Street, Adelaide as part of the SALA exhibition. / Pop in for a drink and check out our work. / I have Painting The Town Red on display.

• Exhibiting in Fuhzou at the Contemporary Art Fair, China!! :D (journal edited 20/03/08)
  by Paul Louis Villani

  ...and that’s not all!! ;p! LOL! / / Recently I’ve been approached by a Magazine called Rhythm UK and hav…

  ...and that’s not all!! ;p! LOL! / / Recently I’ve been approached by a Magazine called Rhythm UK and have got my first assignment coming up this weekend but more on that later! / Heaps of credit must go to Red Bubble here becasue it was purely through my online portfolio that I was contacted and given an opportunity! / / Now onto others matters… The four images shown below will be on exhibit at the Fuhzou Contemporary Art Fair in June 2008 / / Heaven One All Aboard The Way Out The Train of All Lost Hopes & Dreams / / ...and an update on Hearts at War / Five images from the original exhibition are going to be exibited in Fuzhou, China and in Barcelona, Spain in June 2008!! / / Also, on a local note this image… / / / / ... is a finalist at the 2008 Kodak Salon at the Centre for Contemporary Photography in Fitzroy!! / / Hearts at War will also be exhibited by the Brunswick St Gallery at Art Melbourne in April 2008 / / Peace and Love… and bear hugs to you all! :D

• Manufactured Landscapes
  by Jenny Hall

  This documentary by Canadian photographer Edward Burtynsky is showing in Fed Square tonight from 7.30pm. You can also find snippets on Yo…

  This documentary by Canadian photographer Edward Burtynsky is showing in Fed Square tonight from 7.30pm. You can also find snippets on Youtube, or see his amazing industrial photographs at http://www.edwardburtynsky.com/ Definitely worth a look – his images hammer home the impact we are having on the earth and how it affects us all.

• Spirits & Demons
  by Nicolas Rix

  I would like to invite Asian people and others to comment on my latest piece of work. Most of the elements I have included are of Japanes…

  I would like to invite Asian people and others to comment on my latest piece of work. Most of the elements I have included are of Japanese Yokai influence. That was the main idea behind the image. The imagery I’ve used is somewhat uncertain to me, because I don’t know all the stories behind them as they’re influenced by imagery from other artists and anime. Which I think wasn’t such a good idea on my part, as I created the artwork using elements that I don’t really understand completely. (my bad) The basic idea behind it was only to illustrate the link between the spirit world and our reality…in a Japanese setting. A very simple idea, but I realize some of the elements might have more in-depth meanings or stories behind them. Evangeline Than, has pointed out the inclusion of the centipede in the piece. Evangeline, could you elaborate on it further? So if you’ve got any stories, ghost stories, folk tales etc. please comment below. I’d like to learn more.

• Melbourne Oxfam is over for a year but the spirit lingers
  by shanghaiwu

  Last weekend 100 kms were walked through the day and night….......courageous/tired/challenged/mighty achievement OXFAM http://ww…

  Last weekend 100 kms were walked through the day and night….......courageous/tired/challenged/mighty achievement OXFAM http://www2.oxfam.org.au/trailwalker/Melbourne/team/336

• CHINA CHINA CHINA - OUT OUT OUT
  by Lee Martin

  That was the cry from the peacfeul march on behalf of the Free Tibet campaign today in London. Started at 12 Noon and we walked from P…

  That was the cry from the peacfeul march on behalf of the Free Tibet campaign today in London. Started at 12 Noon and we walked from Park Crescent, past the Chinese Embassy, where the whole demonstration stopped for the best past of 10 minutes, just to let the Chinese know what was going on. The volume seemed to go up considerably at that point. We then carried on down Regents Street, across Oxford Street, bringing a major part of central London to a complete standstill for a good half an hour. Then onto Picadilly circus, again, major hold ups for anyone trying to drive through that part of town. And thats when the rain turned to hail, but it didnt dampen the spirits one little bit. We ended at Trafalgar Square, where the demonstration slowly, calmly and peacfully disperssed. The whole event went off without any trouble. The campaign to free Tibet from the Chinese will continue until the Tibetians get back what rightly belongs to them, and my support will remain. 49 years Tibet has been under illegal Chinese rule, and only now are the governments of the world beginning to take notice. CHINA CHINA CHINA – OUT OUT OUT. Lee

• Translation Needed
  by Loredana Crupi

  Any help with translating this would be really appreciated. !http://images-3.redbubble.com/img/art/size:large/view:main/16443-7-writi…

  Any help with translating this would be really appreciated. It is a photo of a notice on the entrance to the former residence of the last emperor of China, Pu Yi, in Tianjin, China. I have a feeling it says something like Trespassers will be prosecuted ! So I hope someone can put me out of my misery! / xie xie

• Yaay, a place at the Rialto Exhibition!
  by Jodie Johnson

  Thank you, thank you, thank you Melb & Vic group judges! I’m so excited to be included in the Rialto Towers exhibition with “Great Wall”....

  Thank you, thank you, thank you Melb & Vic group judges! I’m so excited to be included in the Rialto Towers exhibition with “Great Wall”... great work on putting this fantastic opportunity together.

• Again...
  by BrainCandy

  Video link / _The above video is available on YT. I have no involvement in the making or posting of…

  Video link / The above video is available on YT. I have no involvement in the making or posting of that video. / nuff said…

• No Such Thing On Google Map?!
  by Ian Yang (mitrm)

  I just logged in my account and saw this map link appear next to the city where I live now. I clicked on it, and this google map couldn’t…

  I just logged in my account and saw this map link appear next to the city where I live now. I clicked on it, and this google map couldn’t even find this place called “Kaohsiung City TAIWAN, PROVINCE OF CHINA” on earth!!! Then I deleted “PROVINCE OF CHINA” and clicked on search again, THANKS GOD this time google didn’t indicate that people who live in Kaohsiung are all aliens from a mysterious planet a billion light-years away . This is a political issue, and I’m sure no one cares about it except Taiwanese and Chinese, but I have to say that again: / DEAR RB (AND ALL ITS MEMBERS), TAIWAN AIN’T A PROVINCE OF CHINA! The end.

• funny bubblemail?
  by Christian Hartung

  hi everyone just wanted to know if anyone else got that bubblemail about the canvas’ from china and was wondering if that would be a scam…

  hi everyone just wanted to know if anyone else got that bubblemail about the canvas’ from china and was wondering if that would be a scam of some sort, let me know your thoughts.

• Manufactured Landscapes 2
  by Jenny Hall

  I watched this amazing documentary by Canadian photographer Edward Burtynsky last night in Fed Square. It was both inspiring and depressi…

  I watched this amazing documentary by Canadian photographer Edward Burtynsky last night in Fed Square. It was both inspiring and depressing – what are we doing to this planet? There were whole landscapes without trees or plants of any kind… Some interesting facts from the documentary about the Three Gorges Dam in China: -the dam is 50% again bigger than any other dam on earth / -most of the foreign engineers walked off the job because they thought it was just too big (the reservoir alone is 600km long) / -when they filled the dam in 2006 seismologists recorded a wobble in the earth’s rotation / -it took 15 days to fill / -13 cities and 2 million people were moved to accommodate the dam, often the people themselves taking apart their houses brick by brick (they were paid per brick) / -day labourers working on the dam are being paid 20 yuan per day – that’s AUD$3 dollars / -27 nuclear power plants are planned for the next 10 years and coalburning furnaces are being constructed weekly / -the new cities built to replace the old have not been well-planned, are very high density and have no parks or public spaces… And before you decide to update your computer to the latest model, 90% of recycled computers end up in China. They are broken down by hand (without protective clothing) for parts and the chemicals, especially lead, beryllium, cadmium, mercury and highly toxic phosphor dust that come out of that process are apparent in the air 15kms outside of Taizhou, the main town. For more on this, read ‘Where computers go to die’ at: http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2006/04/10/ewaste/ Makes our feel-good attitudes to recycling seem completely misguided…

• On Today, 08 08 08
  by HELUA

  To compete and win, is an ancient way of settling differences without / unnecessary bloodshed. The ancient peoples, before recorded histo…

  To compete and win, is an ancient way of settling differences without / unnecessary bloodshed. The ancient peoples, before recorded history, / created techniques to avoid strife, and loss of lives, that have lived on / at different, often remote, places on our planet. Desmund Tutu´s Commission of Truth is one such ancient method, / brought to recent use in the healing of wounds, caused by the Apartheid / regime in South Africa. In ancient Greece they performed foot races to settle grievances. The / location for these races was their holy Olympia, where sacred festivals / were held every four years. Violence was strictly forbidden and no / weapons allowed during these occations. Offerings were made to / their goddesses and gods. I have written more about this here:

• Snails and White China
  by Danielle Steele

  I had been putting off writing the letter to home since my first day here. Finding it far too daunting to sum up the intensity of my firs…

  I had been putting off writing the letter to home since my first day here. Finding it far too daunting to sum up the intensity of my first few days in France, I resorted to ‘everything’s fine’s and ‘hope all is well’’s, like I knew I would. How could I possibly even attempt to explain the invisible transformation that I had undergone since my second night here? Since that night. The night that I realised that perhaps the world wasn’t as innocent as I would have had myself to believe. That my visions of corruption residing only in the face of meaningless madness were not necessarily accurate in the context of early morning Parisian streets. That you meddle with danger and you just may get hurt. I first encountered Vivian on my second night of residency at Le bateau permeable. He was staying in 27a, the room next to mine. Vivian was an egg packer from the northern hemisphere, “packing 5000 per day. That’s almost equal to my iron curtain counterpart Slovak Sid…He packs a cool 6000 under duress of an ak47 but hey, thats a mighty volume, especially as he encounters egg flu on a daily basisâ. Apart from packing eggs, his life revolved around Melon Collie Muse, heroin and b movies. He yearned for a brighter day that would see heroin evolve into the OK magazine culture. I got the impression that Vivian didn’t like the whole egg packing game as much as he made out, but a heroin addiction is a heroin addiction and despite what Nickleback will have you believe, the girls don’t come easy, and the drugs surely don’t come cheap. A knock on my door and an offer to join him outside for a cigarette and glass of red was all we needed, and within half an hour we were on the footpath singing The Ramones’ Love Kills, throwing our arms around each other and claiming the title of the modern day Sid and Nancy. Without even noticing we must have wandered up the desolate lane and onto a busier street, where we in turn made our way up another alleyway. Vivian led the way, walking with the air of a travel guide. His determination comforted me, although I knew it could be attributed to nothing more than the two bottles of wine we had unintentionally drunken back at the apartments. After what could have been five minutes or two hours, Vivian grabbed my hand and, arms outstretched, pulled me running into the public town courtyard. The spot seemed familiar and I realised that I had passed through it the day before in my hunt to find a place to stay. Only it looked different this time around. Before it had been just on sunset and the magic of the city seemed to radiate from the windows of every building and the surface of the fountains water. Couples took turns in standing in front of the classic architecture and children chased the pigeons as they edged around their parent’s feet, unflustered by the little feet and sticky hands. Now, standing here with Vivian, it all seemed different, eerie. As though someone had switched off the light and taken the magic with it. Still holding my hand, Vivian pulled me the fountain in the centre of the square. I got the feeling for the first time that night that we had come for a reason; Vivian seemed far too pleased to have reached this seemingly insignificant destination. It was then that I noticed the bodies around the edge of the fountain. More spawned out along the concrete ground, so motionless that my first thought, along with the deadening drop of my stomach, was that they were dead. Some horrific massacre had occurred here and we were the first to stumble across the aftermath. But as one of the bodies raised its arms towards Vivian and he pulled me closer as he moved in to clasp the hand, I realised that I was wrong – these people were not dead, or at least they were alive in purely the literal sense of the word. The man that had outstretched his arms towards Vivian soon processed my presence and quickly snapped out of his sluggish euphoria. Rising to his feet he wanted to know what happened to the Norwegian midget and why I never returned his copy of The Dharma Bums when I was in Budapest. Then he glazed over, snapping out of it as quickly as he had snapped in it, muttering that he didn’t mind because only pretentious wankers read Kerouac anyway. The rest of the group started to stir as they slowly realised that Vivian had arrived. Another figure came to life and welcomed him into their makeshift community with the deliberate offering of a used needle. Vivian rose to the occasion with ease. Snapping a rubber band around his forearm, he accepted the needle like he had been lost at sea for days, only to be finally rescued and offered a bottle of clear, fresh water. I tell you he gulped down that water like no lost sailor ever had, and the satisfaction that sprawled across his face once he had taken his dose would have made the most passionate anti-drug activist offer his arm for a taste of everything that that look represented. I took my place on the damp, cold concrete. Here I was, totally alone (Vivian was all too soon a lost cause), disoriented, still relatively drunk and a stranger to this intimate community, yet I was basking in the glory of the unforeseen and unrestrained nature of it all. A German man sat closest to me at the edge of the group, chuckling insanely to himself as he stared at the liquid slowly making its way down his bruised arm. I assumed he was German by his moustache, which slightly resembled that of Hitler’s, and the empty bottles or beer lying by his side. Of course I could have been completely wrong, basing my judgement on an extremely sheltered and stereotypical view of the world outside Australia and those creatures that inhabit it, but it so happened that after a largely incoherent conversation with him about how the Weimar republic was the best thing that ever happened to Germany, I deduced that I had guessed correctly. His name was Hart. Hart like gold he told me. Blood like brown sugar, I thought. Despite the misery and desolation of the situation, I was almost happy. I sat there in my own solemn contentment studying the sunken eyes and pale skin of each of the poor souls that had congregated under the moonlight that night and said a prayer to god, thanking him for keeping me away from the rubber band and the crystal clear poison. As the sun started to rise, so too did the junkies. They made their way back to each of their individual holes, to their lives beyond the fountain that meant nothing at all as long as they had the fountain to keep coming back to. I shook Vivian, who lay with his head on my thighs, and whispered cheerily in his ear that it was time to go back to the hostel. He didn’t move. His skin was deathly white and stark in contrast to the black circles that laced his eyes. I shook him again and this time he opened one eye but made no attempt at movement. He glanced at me indifferently and I could tell that he didn’t recognise who I was. Putting the remains of his tools in a plastic bag, Hart glanced over and shrugged. Leave him, that ones always a bit slow to snap out of it. He will come round soon. Go home girl, before the police fine you here. My Sid was gone. * / Metal chair. Stray cat. Crazy kids with shopping cart and their pipe dreams. As it reaches nightfall, an elderly French woman ambles past the window with a hunched up back. With one hand she tightly clings to her handbag like someone who has learnt from experience. The other hand slings loosely around a cigarette. The French can always make smoking a cigarette look so effortlessly cool. Cool. Frais? Four days later and Vivian hasn’t come back. I went back the day after it happened. Sometime between the morning when I left in him, just on sunrise and when I returned to the same spot a few hours later, Vivian had picked up and gone. And now here I am sitting here asking myself what goddam crazy dream brought me to the heart of France where the low-fidelity folk speak with fervent accents and look down their noses at desperadoes like me? Knowing full well that I know the answer. Things go on here. Perhaps that’s why I feel like this place, in all of its inelegancies, is my home. People evolve and move on, leaving you to wonder but also to embrace their short presence in your life. Sitting here next to Jesse I realise that on that second night I found exactly what I was craving for, what I came seeking to find. And all I had to show for it was a shallow bottle carving in the mouldy wall out the front of Le bateau permeable shouting SID AND NANCE WERE HERE.

• I'm representing Australia :)
  by ChrissyB

  A few weeks ago I put forth four images to the APS for consideration in the Australia/China 2008 Exhibition. You can imagine my surprise…

  A few weeks ago I put forth four images to the APS for consideration in the Australia/China 2008 Exhibition. You can imagine my surprise and delight when I found out that one of my images had been chosen to represent Australia in this Exhibition. I don’t think I dismounted from Cloud 9 for several days and told just everyone I knew plus some I didn’t. LOL Ok, so things like this don’t happen to me on a regular basis so of course I’m going to be excited as all hell. ;) This is the image that has been chosen. It has won a couple of Photos of the Day and has done well at Photo Club Competition. It’s one of my favourite photos, this and the other Rainbow Lorikeet photos are my favourite wild life photos. I was lucky enough to capture this particular bird (yes it is wild,it’s not someone’s pet) eating away and it let me fairly close to it. Although most times the Rainbow Lorikeets seem to not worry too much about us humans getting close to them. / Lucky for me anyway. :) Here is the image so you don’t have to go through my gallery to find it.

• China in Tibet
  by Gregory John O'Flaherty

  I just watched a documentary on China in Tibet. Forced steralisation, forced removal of nomads from ancient lands, imprisonment for prote…

  I just watched a documentary on China in Tibet. Forced steralisation, forced removal of nomads from ancient lands, imprisonment for protest, torture etc etc etc. BOYCOT THE OLYMPICS