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• Tagging your work
  by Mel Brackstone

  I’ve just gone through trying to find links to all the cards I bought, and that’s when I r…

  I’ve just gone through trying to find links to all the cards I bought, and that’s when I realised how important your tags are. Finding an artist by name is fine, if you know their name, but finding an artwork by title doesn’t work with the search facility unless the relevant title words are added to the tags. I must admit I found this out a couple of weeks ago, and have been adding title to tags since then, but I’m going to do it for the rest too, because the time it took me to find all those cards again was just enough to start making me tear my hair out! So please please please people…..tag your work!!!

• Trash The Dress Shoot
  by Jo O'Brien

  Hien is one of those wedding photographers you tell all your engaged friends about. I know that o…

  Hien is one of those wedding photographers you tell all your engaged friends about. I know that one day when someone makes an honest woman out of me, I’ll be a-knocking at his door. So you can imagine how thrilled I was when he invited me to come along to a ‘Trash the Dress’ shoot and spread my creative vibes and help with art direction. And like I could pass up the chance to watch a couple of lovely normal individual’s run amok with paint and scissors? It all started off fairly normal and wedding like… Then we had a change of scenery… There was some pleading… But it was futile. The idea of getting covered in paint and ripping apart a perfectly good wedding dress was just too delicious to pass up :) Twas a big bunch of fun Hien. Thanks for inviting me along for the ride.

• Tasmanian Photo Journal (lots of photos!)
  by Jo O'Brien

  As you might remember, for my birthday James gave me a trip to Tasmania, which makes me tot…

  As you might remember, for my birthday James gave me a trip to Tasmania, which makes me totally and utterly spoiled rotten. (and very happy, tee hee) So how does one have a Tasmanian Holiday? / Start by getting on the Spirit Of Tasmania. There was this crazy guy doing all the announcements and he kept giggling and then trailing off at the end of each one…. strange. / Have a “Final Destination Moment” on the way from the ship. If you don’t get that, you’re not cool enough. / Prepare for self portraits by testing all the furniture for it’s climbability… result? Low climbability options, proceed with care and a cup of tea. / Visit some cows, lots of cows. Black cows, spotty cows, even cows with flies on their ears. / Learn how to do landscape photography without even looking at what you are doing. James calls this “Landscape photography 101.” I call it silly. / Take embarrassing tourist photos of unwashed hair in front of a vaguely attractive looking landscape from a lookout that takes ages to get to and isn’t worth the effort. / Visit sheep… / Many sheep… It’s at about this point that I should confess that the highlight of my trip to Tasmania was sheep. I love sheep, and wool, and it was so sheepy and so woolly. ah, love the sheep…. baaaaaaa! / Stay in dodgy accommodation (not that it matters, we were sleepy by this point) / Have many many toilet stops. So James can take many embarrassing photos of said stops. / Eat awesome food and take Hien-style photos of the food while telling James he has to wait until I get a good shot. He was hungry. Sorry hon. / Take photos under fences of grass and pretty trees and stuff that I never take photos of. / Drive up and down nine mile beach until Jo chucks a tantrum and makes James go back to the first look out we saw and then insist it was another one and then realise she is wrong and chucks another tantrum. / Have RedBubble meet ups with the Tasmanian Locals. Of course in Tasmania, five minutes down the road is a ‘long distance’ so they might not consider themselves as local as we did. “Are you local?” (If you get that joke, I love you and you are a huge geek) / Stop several times and stay on the alert for “the tree” for many hours before James can swerve off the road to take a photo with power lines in it. / Find crazy camping grounds where they are obviously killing all their naughty visitors and warning off other naughty people by hanging their victims’ shoes out the front. / Be majorly big tourists and carry heavy cameras around busy markets and buy nice photography books which have nothing to do with Tasmania as souvenirs / What was that? Jo is into sheep and wool? Yes I actually dragged him into the wool centre so that I could touch and feel all the different types of wool and re-educate myself on the production process from sheep to suit. Um…. / Say hi to Rambo / James says that this was his ‘careful planning of schedules.’ I say it is technology dependency. / Have an unplanned and surprisingly good last stop to kill time before getting back on the ship. The guy who owned the place was going around offering to take people’s photos which we saw right through- he just wanted to play with people’s cameras. / This has nothing to do with Tasmania… James made me add it

• I must've been crazy!
  by thickblackoutline

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  I think if there was an award for the most image upload replacements: thickblackoutline winnah!! Only recently enlightened myself (you know who you are) I gotta question, why it took me 7 uploads to get The Fire Eater looking like it should….. instead of using those lollypop crap colours?? Where was my head?? Look out for some sort of stripes for The Stongman... he needs them! Its a strange feeling to have your work evolve as you’re doing it… and not wanting to leave the others behind. More Circus Posters to come, but I’m not telling what they will be… Much Love and watch your colours, /

• What is your harmony?
  by Kimberly Palmer

  I’m not controversial, and in fact, I like to keep these things to myself. However, I’ve seen lately a lot of bad news on RB… People a…

  I’m not controversial, and in fact, I like to keep these things to myself. However, I’ve seen lately a lot of bad news on RB… People arguing, calling names, etc. It really is a bothersome when adults who all have something in common, such as redbubble, come along and disturb my even flow of harmony. The name callers, the accusers, the childishness of certain members on here, should leave or be quiet. I am not going to name names, nor will I answer anyone who ask… Either through this journal, or via bubblemail. I almost feel childish writing this, but I’ve seen some fine people get upset and or leave RB, due to some individuals who are just nasty or crazy. Those individuals, as I have already stated, should leave. Why break up anothers harmony of peace and art, by your meanness and childish ways. Drives me nuts…. I am here for the community of artist, as one we thrive to make this site what it is. As for the artist who don’t play nice, they bring this site down a notch. I wish you’d be banned. I’m glad that I was able to convince one individual to stay, and not let one of those crazies upset the harmony of this individuals talent. If you don’t have anything nice to say, then don’t say anything at all As I type this, I hear a red-tailed hawk off in the distance… This is also my harmony. What is your harmony? Harmony / N. Unity, agreement, accord; pleasing balance, symmetry; pleasing combination of tones (Music) ~ Kimberly

• Things I Think About In Line At The Grocery Store.....
  by AmandaGWright

  Is it me that smells like that? I wonder if fish fart. Oh look, that guy has doughnuts. Why didn’t I get doughnuts? My butt’s itchy. Bubb…

  Is it me that smells like that? I wonder if fish fart. Oh look, that guy has doughnuts. Why didn’t I get doughnuts? My butt’s itchy. Bubble Gum! If I was gum, what flavor would I be? Why do I always pick the line that takes the longest? I’m always doing that! Why am I so impatient? It’s not like I’ve actually got anywhere to be. Or anything to do. Or anyone to do it with. Nope just me. Well, me and the cat. That reminds me, I need to make an appointment with the vet. I think she has worms…she keeps wiggling across the floor and scratching her rump on my carpet. It’s gross. Speaking of gross, that smell is getting worse. Oh finally! The line is actually moving forward. Okay moving is a bit of an overstatement, crawling is more appropriate. Why am I always so negative? Progress is progress. That’s my problem, negative thinking. Okay so maybe I have a variety of problems. I have no self-esteem. I talk so much sometimes I fear I will make my own ears bleed. I just ramble on and on sometimes. The more I become aware of the fact that I am rambling the more I seem to ramble. Then suddenly my mouth seems to have a life of its own and I am going on and on and on about something to a complete stranger. Usually it’s about something embarrassing. There is a filter of sorts located between the brain and the mouth that is designed to separate the things that are thought of but never repeated from the things that are said. I don’t have that filter. If there is an inappropriate way to say something you can bet the farm I will find a way to say it. Oh it’s not intentional. I don’t intend to make a complete and total fool of myself. But that is usually what happens. Like the tequila incident. That sucked. I should have gotten some ice cream. Oh I wish I had gotten some ice cream. Chocolate. Why didn’t I get ice cream? Oh Look! The line is moving. Thank you! Thank you people! I’m next. I’m next. Is that man talking to himself? Wow! Now that’s messed up right there. He probably doesn’t even know he’s doing it. It’s so weird how a person could be a complete and total nut job and yet have absolutely no idea that they are about a hop skip and a jump away from the padded room and funny jumpsuits. Seriously, I do not understand how some people can be so out of touch. Oh goodie! It’s my turn.

• A MAD RAMBLING
  by KEITH R. WILLIAMS

  I SAW THIS IN SOMEONE ELSES WRITING / SO HERE I GO / I BEGIN LIKE THIS / I LOST MY MOTHER TO AIDS / RIGHT BEFORE MY SON WAS BORN / SHE WOULD …

  I SAW THIS IN SOMEONE ELSES WRITING / SO HERE I GO / I BEGIN LIKE THIS / I LOST MY MOTHER TO AIDS / RIGHT BEFORE MY SON WAS BORN / SHE WOULD HAVE LOVED HIM SO MUCH / HAD FIVE BEAUTIFUL YEARS OF MARRIAGE / THEN IT DISAPPEARED I DON’T KNOW WHY / BELIEVE ME I DON’T / SEPARATION DROVE ME CRAZY FOR A MINUTE / BUT I BOUNCED BACK / THE PARTYING LED TO STUPID TROUBLE / THIS WOMAN ACCUSED ME OF DIGITAL RAPE / THAT’S WITH YOUR FINGERS / WHICH WAS A BLATANT LIE / SHE GOT MAD BECAUSE I WOULDN’T BE HER MAN / I MADE FUN OF HER IN FRONT OF HER ROOMMATE / THE NEXT DAY POLICE AT MY BROTHERS DOOR / FACED 1 TO 5 YEARS FOR A CRIME I DIDN’T COMMIT / LAUGHED AT THE TRIAL BECAUSE I KNEW I WAS INNOCENT / BUT FOR A YEAR I WAS NERVOUS, AND I KNEW WHY / A WHITE WOMAN IN THE SOUTH CRYING RAPE / THE BLACK MAN IN OLD DAYS WOULD OF BEEN HUNG / ANYWAY LIFE WENT ON I WAS A BAKERY MANAGER / I ENJOYED SERVING THE COMMUNITY, AND THEY LOVED ME / BUT I WAS STILL PARTYING, AND IT WAS SURE TO CATCH UP TO ME / NOW I WAS INVOLVED IN HAVING FUN WOMEN, AND CHILLING WITH THE FELLAS / FORGOT ALL ABOUT BEING A BETTER FATHER TO MY SON / STUPID WAS I, AND WHEN I REALIZED IT I FELT LIKE THE WOMAN PLAYED ME LIKE A HO. FUNNY I KNOW, SO I CHILLED, AND GOT MY MORALS TOGETHER WENT CELIBATE. THEN I LOST MY JOB, AND THEN I GOT DIVORCED, AND DEPRESSED, AND LOST MY PLACE BECAUSE I WAS STILL PARTYING INSTEAD OF LOOKING FOR A JOB. UNEMPLOYMENT RAN OUT AND I COULD HAVE LIVED WITH FAMILY BUT I CHOOSE TO DO IT ON MY OWN IN THE SHELTER. MY BEST FRIEND SAID FORGET THAT COME STAY WITH ME, AND I DID. GOT ANOTHER MANAGERS JOB THEN HAD ABDOMINAL SURGERY BECAUSE OF AN ULCER, AND A CANCER LESION. I KNOW, I KNOW, IT’S A ROUGH LIFE BUT HOLD ON IT GETS WORST. I START TO HEAL FROM THE SURGERY, AND ABOUT TO LOOK FOR A JOB. THEN MY LITTLE BROTHER COMMITS SUICIDE, AND BLOWS UP THE APARTMENT IN A GAS EXPLOSION. SO I’M BACK IN THE SHELTER WITH NO JOB, AND IN MISERY, AND AMAZINGLY I SURVIE, AND BECOME STRONG AGAIN, AND U KOW WHAT I THINK IT’S BECAUSE OF MY REDBUBBLE FAMILY HELPING ME THROUGH I THANK YOU. NOW ALL I NEED IS A JOB, AND THE CANCER IS GONE / LOVE KEITH

• Not Crazy! Sale
  by ginnymac

  okaY Fess up! who bought one? I am a happy little vegemite! today!! Thanks for the sale . / Gini. / XXXXXX ((())))

  okaY Fess up! who bought one? I am a happy little vegemite! today!! Thanks for the sale . / Gini. / XXXXXX ((())))

• so...
  by zarathustra

  Inspiration. Where does it come from? Does the brain juice up chemicals and channels itself to a tune that radically lin…

  Inspiration. Where does it come from? Does the brain juice up chemicals and channels itself to a tune that radically lines symetry and synergy? Shit There is no way to know. I can only say that there is something that definately drives us and in some crazy way makes sense out of what to others may just see as senseless fucking jabber. The beat we march to is different in everyone of us and we should not take that for granted. Pop music composers have what I like to call a common demoninator with the rest of us, or maybe the majority, surely taking in consideration cultural education and all sorts of other outer influences and factors. Its those that transend and stand out and alone regardless of positve or negative feedback from thier sorroundings and fellow brothers, that find true meaning to their time here on earth. Shit!!! For all its worth (To you all, probably not much but, I lost the point I was trying to get across to you) Fuck it, at least I’m not watching primetime television and feeding on the system’s own MSG, and belive me it comes in all forms. The way I see it, either I’m crazy, or I’m a genius… Or I could just be like the majority and just be wishing I was a breed apart. Where do I get my inspiration from, you ask? Well, I think I get my inspiration from pain, the desire to find meaning to what sometimes seems meaningless, love, a pretty smile,the quiet whisper of “I love you “I once heard many years ago from an old girlfriend as I gently Invaded her body. You see, there is no need to be subtle anymore. Until I grow up or give in and realize I can’t go against the wind all of the time or, I thrust to the next level of thinking thus not making my random thoughts I waste of my time and yours, I’ll keep on keeping on. The Good thing about my quest for the truth is that there is no solid answer and as ideas and principles do, the truth keeps changing… I’ll be busy for awhile and I think you should too. Trust me even senseless rants like mine have a meaning somewhere in the universe and in time. See you on top of the mountain my friends and remember if the load you have is too heavy, its not a sign to drop it, but to prove to yourself, you are more than what you are right now. Have a wonderful day. Jonathan Virgilio Baez

• Building a better pinhole camera for Antarctica
  by Juilee P Pryor

  In a couple of months I am going to go to Antarctica as an artist in residence on a cruise ship. I’ll be conducting workshops in traditio…

  In a couple of months I am going to go to Antarctica as an artist in residence on a cruise ship. I’ll be conducting workshops in traditional media like drawing and painting and taking a zillion digital snaps a day to go in the passenger logs. But for me for my own work I’m going to be taking a very unusual collection of strange and odd cameras. Like a four lens action camera and also a Holga and a range of SLR cameras. One of the SLR’s is my dedicated Infrared camera and one will be for all other analouge film. What I’m attempting to do though is build a couple of pinhole cameras. Due to the awkwardness of trying to load photo paper into a large pinhole I thought I’d play around with some old analouge cameras so I could use them for film. The first one had a huge aperture of about 2mm and was hopeless. The second version is here with some of the first samples. While they are better they could still be improved on. Currently the aperture in this version is about 1 mm. So who out there is able to give me some friendly advice? When I get the SLR worked out I’m going to try it again with an old twin lens refex camera so that I can use 120 film. Any one done this before? got any pictures to share or advice you can share? Here’s a snap of version two. Here’s one of the first images taken with version two here is another of the first images from version two And here’s the last of todays experimental images from version two.

• SOLD!!!! A MUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!
  by Cheyenne

  OH WOW! This is nuts. I so want to thank the person who bought my Card!!!!!!!!!! My Stairs In the Lighthouse (3) Oh wow! I feel like I go…

  OH WOW! This is nuts. I so want to thank the person who bought my Card!!!!!!!!!! My Stairs In the Lighthouse (3) Oh wow! I feel like I got an award or something. :) This is so crazy. I know it’s just a card, but this is my first sale EVER! Oh you don’t know what this means to me. Thank you so much. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you X-Million! WOW! Ahh, Alright, I’m going to go now. Thanks again who ever you are. I hope you enjoy this card. And that it doesn’t make you dizzy. LOL. PEACE- CHEYENNE!

• lisa groan heartbreak sigh
  by pauldrobertson

  Ah yes, late again my sweet and I lift my fingers to my lips and my thoughts wind around me in curls upon themselves, and it is your face…

  Ah yes, late again my sweet and I lift my fingers to my lips and my thoughts wind around me in curls upon themselves, and it is your face that I see in the darkness before me. I think perhaps you are wild-fire, bright and beautiful and believing, leaving ashes and sweet smoke behind you, and who is it that does not turn to see, to look, at a fire, a light, in the dark of their lives. And in this you are like me. You know that. / There is some deep singing rhythm under our voices that turns people’s eyes from the inside of their heads and make them wish that they could really see. I think that it is a part and apart from our beauty, each of ours. Sweet smelling and weightless each in our cocoon of arrayed and arranged sense, here, HERE we go again. / Ah, yes. I think of you, I do. Too much, also, of course. I picture you, the things that you do, the softest touch of your hands, the strange sensuality of the soft muscular skin of your neck, the impenetrable hiss of your beautiful, perfect eyes. I imagine the things that you do, sometimes. I see you reading, turning a page, uncoiling your body and moving with the grace of an idea that has caught your mind in a carousel. The intensity of the fascination that you have for experience, each one. Running perhaps, showering, doing weird creative things with food, lifting a glass to your lips and sitting in odd masculine repose with unconscious feline strength. I pretend to see you. Sometimes I do. In a bath, naked and smiling dreamily, bubbles on your nose like a dope, drinking tea in a fit of existence, in a seizure of life. / As I probe the world in my staggered mismatched learning. As I burn the hours, exquisitely aware of the worn charm of moments. As I miss you. Yes. / I wonder at our difference… I am so afraid of so many things that for you seem to be more lush offerings to be eaten. And I am not afraid of some things, of few things, that I think drown you. I don’t think either of us has a choice. / And, yes, I think that we are both charmed, flipped with incense, majicked up, wearing luck and choice on a string around our throats. Skipping school. Getting away with it. Cross our palms and vacuum the corners of our rooms. / Liberty is a bitch bedded on a mattress of corpses. Someone French sad that. Robespierre. I think. / I envy you and I pity you, and I don’t know what it is you have chosen, and am too afraid to ever, ever ask. I am going to find some really BRIGHT golf pants and wear them EVERYWHERE and you’re not going to see. / That sucks. / You should get to see. I want you to see.

• Are (we) Creative People Crazy, or just a little ecentric compared to others?
  by VLCII

  You know, I’ve often wondered just what goes on in an accountants mind? I can only speak for myself obviously for it is the only mind of …

  You know, I’ve often wondered just what goes on in an accountants mind? I can only speak for myself obviously for it is the only mind of which I really know inside and out, but I have tons of stuff running through my head. / Am I unusual? / Whether it is quantum physics with their Micro-verse,Thread theory, Time travel, Parallel universes, or whatever else is the hot topic at the moment, Paleontology, Biology, Art of course (and that ‘tree’ branches off into a myriad of thoughts all on its own), Fashion, Astronomy ( after growing up during my prepubescent years believing that Pluto was a Planet and now how they can finally manage to recategorize it, is just a kick to the groin of that little ten year old boy!), how to cook the ultimate shrimp scampi, the weather, gas, school, Women (and like Art this topic has its own zip code), what movies I have to catch at the theater before they stop showing (“Dark Knight” anyone?), Bills, or which way I should part my hair in the morning…that is if I decide to actually part my hair and last but not least, Women (did I mention that one already?). / When someone calls me ‘crazy’, all I can say in reply is that, “I do not suffer from insanity, I quite on the contrary enjoy every minute of it!” / A quote I picked up some where along this road we call Life, which serves me well. / ...excuse me a minute, I have to go chase some butterflies.

• Blue Light
  by Lelia Thomas

  Turns out being mentally well is like winning the lottery, except you don’t get to buy a ticket for this game. You’re either normal, or y…

  Turns out being mentally well is like winning the lottery, except you don’t get to buy a ticket for this game. You’re either normal, or you’re not, and the definitions of such a concept change over time. Some people are crazy for a while. Some people are crazy forever. Some people who you think should be locked up are called productive citizens. What is normal anymore? What was ever normal? How do you know you’re sane? Isn’t part of being insane the denial of insanity? Maybe we’re all a little crazy. Maybe it’s just a matter of to what degree. Maybe I am crazy. Am I crazy? The blue light is flashing amid the black. I don’t have to look at my watch. I know it’s around three in the morning. My eyes have closed only briefly. I’ve stared at the ceiling for hours. I don’t have to check my mobile. I already know who it is. I know it’s her. I know the numbers that will be there, right by her name. I can see them. The slanted back of the seven, the curves of the threes, the endless knot that it is the eight. I see it all. She called. She wants to talk. I want to talk, but I know better. I don’t need to get up and talk, because I know that light actually isn’t flashing. It’s just what I want to see. My doctor is calling these hallucinations part of the stress, part of the temporary insanity that my mind is putting me through after the accident. I just call it hell. He says it’s weird that I see things, that people only usually report voices, that there are usually only flashbacks and nightmares. But what is normal? They don’t know everything yet. And I am a guinea pig, a part of the great continuing studies. I wish the light would stop flashing. Sometimes I wonder. What is real? Is it just my mind willing me to see that blue in the night, or is it happening—somewhere? Not here, maybe. Not in this room where my body is lying—where I think my body is lying—maybe somewhere else. But where? The pill bottle is on my nightstand, right beside the blinking-non-blinking phone. I let two rest in my palm until they melt. Wonder what’s in them. Names of things I can’t pronounce, probably. Tested on mice I’ll never meet. Trial studied on people who are never spoken to. I’m supposed to trust this. The blue light is not flashing. Telling myself this, does not make it stop. I bring the pills to my lips, reach for my glass of water. But I want to believe it is blinking. My hand drops to my lap. What is normal? What is real?

• The world is going crazy.....
  by John Nelson

  I came across this story today and here...

  I came across this story today and here / on websites and thought how crazy we have become when a major company refuses to do a cake for a private party because it featured a bottom cheek from a baby. Cited as ‘pornographic’ and ‘offending area’ I find it ironic that this same company sells ‘skimpy’ clothing aimed at under 10’s for summer and beach wear which raises moral and social responsibility issues but is adamant that a cake for a private birthday party is not allowed because it features a tiny nude bottom…..

• Crazy Shit I saw on Holidays earlier this year
  by Juilee P Pryor

  OK guys I’m getting ready to post some terribly serious really really proper images that only look like photographs but really come awful…

  OK guys I’m getting ready to post some terribly serious really really proper images that only look like photographs but really come awfully close to being actual proper “ART”. You know stuff that gets exhibited in galleries and sells for mega smega bucks…. (fingers crossed) ...... but meanwhile its hot and I’m tired from trains and planes and University shit happens and all the rest of the stuff that makes life interesting. So…... So I thought I respond in kind to an interview by Kathleen about the seer of the ages (well of Redbubble anyway) about the one and only Rabitollah / called ...and now ladies and gentlemen, please be upstanding for the rabbitollah Now back to the image. Its a photo of a seriously …to me anyway…. disturbing incident I witnesses recently when I was away inthe land of light and ice that also goes by the name of Antactica. I was there as an Artist-in-Residence and my eyes were wide open and my camera finger never stopped doing its thing. So…. So the thing is I just do not even for one moment get this image. I do not understand it at all. It was taken in a little sheltered bay in a place called Deception Island. This place itself is called Whaler’s Bay due to its long history as a …. well as a whaleing station. Its had a long history of occupation by the French, the English, the Argentines and the Chileans. Now its part of the WORLD PARK we call Antarctica…. although its in an area that is subject to a triple claim by the Argies, the Chileans and the Brits….. but all of that is superseded by the Antractic Treaty….. So… So….. what the F… is going on in the minds of these people? Can anybody tell me? I was standing on the beach quitely taking snapshots of various nutjobs having a polar plunge….. different story…... and I was standing with the very British Historian onboard when we both looked around and spied this little tableaux behind us. As one we both shuddered and looked away. Then of course I looked back and took the photograph. I’ve uploaded lots of my holiday type snaps in the form of a blog about my journey and experience but I couldn’t find it in me to post this one…. because I just don’t get it. I find it crazy and bordering on offensive to be honest. But since the Rabittollah and Kathleen have opened me up to the idea of my own craziness I’m going to take a punt and post this and maybe just maybe someone can tell me what sort of mindset brings this up in people? Coz I’d really like to know. The Flag….the danged Flag / I just found this little video that may go some way to explaining the photo…. love to get some feedback on this..

• I want to do a collab with someone
  by bahgoesthesheep

  basically just a crazy vector\ if your interested give me a shout and i’ll give you details <3>

  basically just a crazy vector\ if your interested give me a shout and i’ll give you details <3>

• THIS! IS! IT!!!
  by Gregoryno6

  THE perfect antidote to all that mushy Christmas crap. Oh, I’m envious all over, no fib! I thought I was pretty clever when I bought birt…

  THE perfect antidote to all that mushy Christmas crap. Oh, I’m envious all over, no fib! I thought I was pretty clever when I bought birthday cards and got out the old black marker – slash, swipe, scribble, hey presto! Happy Birthday becomes Merry Christmas! I wasn’t too neat about it either. The best was the card I sent my boss of the time had a bloke dragged up as a nasty secretary filing her nails. ‘Wish you a Merry Christmas? That’s not my job!’ / I’m pretty sure it was a bloke in drag, anyhow. If it wasn’t… well, let’s not think about it. I’m off the subject here anyhow. / I’ll shut up! Get out of your way! Click here for the best Yuletide tune since Bing Crosby recorded White Christmas! White Christmas? HA! BITE Christmas!

• Crazy versus Quirky
  by Karirose

  So, I tend to call myself crazy. It was recently pointed out to me that I’m not using that description as a positive in my life. I …

  So, I tend to call myself crazy. It was recently pointed out to me that I’m not using that description as a positive in my life. I thought I was making light of my disease. Upon reflection, it is true. Calling myself crazy wasn’t just a lighthearted joke, it was a reflection of how I felt about myself. Ok, now comes the hard part—changing how I feel about myself and my problem. It’s obvious that I can’t ignore it—that would only create more difficulties. And actually, deciding that Bipolar is a good thing in my life is ridiculous. So, where do I find the positive aspect? I have to look beyond the disease. I have to find the positive aspects of me. I have to applaud myself for an accomplishment no matter how small. If I take my walk everyday, I tell myself “Good”. I remind myself that I am creative and being creative is a good thing. I must remind myself that I still have a brain that functions correctly in many ways. I have decided that perhaps I can consider myself quirky. After all, there are things about me that are not the run of the mill standard for the general population, but are unique to me and a handful of other folks who think like me. Quirky is good. Quirky keeps things interesting.

• 2 Shirts Sold on Monday!!
  by Alan Reading

  Woo Hoo! Hey Everybody get in while stocks last! Ahhh Freedom at last. The boss was cool about my resignation. / It’s not like I h…

  Woo Hoo! Hey Everybody get in while stocks last! Ahhh Freedom at last. The boss was cool about my resignation. / It’s not like I have to stop working completely. My Red Bubble Profile runs 24/7 and I have to be here for my fans dang namit! (Ok Alan keep cool man and remember the little people.) So how are you guys doing anyway? ..... Oooh! almost forgot! I need to wait outside for the delivery of my new stretch Hummer (I hope the 2 t-shirt sale is a big enough deposit). / I’m only human. / I need to spoil myself too ya know! / I need to live! Won’t you let me live? What’s that mother? You want me to leave the nice Red Bubblers alone now? Ok got to go! Al :P

• THIS IS JUST CRAZY, BUT I LOVE IT! ANYBODY GOT SOME PAINT?
  by DarrellMoseley

  Courier, I cant stop thinking about this, and I am loving the vision that pops into my head! I have shot lots of video, and have a…

  Courier, I cant stop thinking about this, and I am loving the vision that pops into my head! I have shot lots of video, and have always wanted to do something! Since you, contacted me, I am getting more excited and believe I know what that something is now! I want to do this, and truely believe it will be great! Like I had suggested about forming the cars in the shape of a flower in some feild not to far from town! But maybe away enoungh! It would be great if it could be just a little lower, so people could view from above just a little! I can see a news reporter standing next to it, reporting on the mysterious formation, and then the helicoper fly’n over it were you can make out the flower! The Flower Power Project, spread around the town like we talked about! I see the newspaper boy folding the papers the paper, that read something like FLOWERS OVERTAKE MUNDAY! We can involve the town, and turn it into pop-culture event that will put your town on the map again, and have something to keep them coming for many years to come! And you thought you ideal was crazy! I really want to be involved in this, and look forward to doing this soon! I am busy, and maybe you can see if you can find the area to set it up, and take some pictures! If theres a old raod around it that has been closed, so cars could be placed over the road as well, that would be even better, and might even help if the road could use for tourist! Are you with me? Then you could film like traffic jam caused by it, with the local cops, fireman! I would have a ball with this! I would need some help, but you could build the flower out of cars, after you pick where you want to build it! And believe this will be great for everybody involved! I will bring the Flower Power Project when you are ready, and we will have something that will pull them in for miles around, for years to come! One more thing start growing some flowers, because we will need lots of them! Lady Bird Johnson will be proud of your Highways, if you know what I mean! And Billboard’s at both sides of Bypass, say’n Flower Pwer Project coming soon! / / If this aint the crazest thing you ever heard of, but for some reason you love it! I hope so! Hope to hear from you soon! Maybe you can do some of what I am suggesting! Call me, if you want adice, upload some pictures of location! See you soon! Hey, Darrell – I know what you mean and I really think this could be great. Would you believe that the new hi-way has an overpass that TxDOT has used for a model – it’s painted up on one side with a Texas flag, other side with a huge cotton boll, and one overpass has a beautiful, huge US flag and the stripes are 3-D with silhouette pictures of local people making up the strips – its been in the Austin Amrican Statesman, Texas Highway magazine and several other publications. And guess what – there’s an open field and even an old orchard almost right next to the overpass. I made a couple of contacts today but I’m putting out a special section of one of our newspapers next week because our HS football team won the state championship (yea, my son is a senior & started as guard. Awesome). Anyway, this week our whole county came together and hired this really terrific lady to help grow and market our area – I think she’ll flip over this and hopefully we can get lots of help from folks across the county. Give me another week or so to get my special section together and talk to a few more people but I promise I’m not gonna let this slide. I think we need to talk about a target date and few other prelim things really soon. Anyway – this should be FUN. Cynthia

• inner what?
  by Butterflies And Bullets

  I don’t really consider myself a “religious” person. I believe that SOMETHING is out there, that there is a delicate system that has been…

  I don’t really consider myself a “religious” person. I believe that SOMETHING is out there, that there is a delicate system that has been created…But I don’t claim to know how/by who/or why…I love the mysteriousness behind it all, the guessing and discoveries. It suprises me that when I sit down to draw or paint lately that what comes out could be considered “religious” things involving life, a creator etc. When I first started out, all I could come up with were pieces that had birds in them. I Really disslike birds. It drove me nuts! It was the craziest thing. Everytime my pencil hit paper, my brush hit canvas a damned bird would come out! . I think that the things we are most passionate about comes out when we ourselves create. The things that are in our subconcious flow out into our pieces. Or maybe not…maybe I am just crazy?

• Crazy Busy
  by Foxfires

  Hello all! I figured I would surface here today, upload something new – and take a break from my crazy schedule. I had hoped to have…

  Hello all! I figured I would surface here today, upload something new – and take a break from my crazy schedule. I had hoped to have a lot more of my existing works uploaded here on RedBubble by now… but the whirlwind of my creative life has kept me so busy, I haven’t been able to even think straight. lol I am currently freelancing a couple dozen pieces of art for Duirwaigh Gallery. For those of you who have not seen or visited their website, you should!! It is so inspired: http://www.duirwaigh.com It is a real honor to work with Angi and Silas of Duirwaigh, and they have entrusted me with creating the visuals for an incredible project. Over time, I will be able to make more of an announcement here… but let’s just say it’s pure inspiration to work on something like this. So, the challenge now is to focus myself and create these images that summon emotion at first glance. Considering the number of images I am doing… it’s safe to say my summeris b o o k e d s o l i d!! faint But I do hope to try and keep a foothold here on RedBubble, and enjoy the many friends I’ve made here in such a short time. I’m still actually learning the ropes of “RedBubble” ettiquette – so please bear with me. :) I’m trying to respond to everyone, and get around to visit the new artwork that I see being posted… but it’s slow going. Thanks to all of you for supporting me and understanding my haphazard presence here! hugs Aimee

• Crazy Hi8us's Bargain Basement ORIGINAL Sale
  by hi8us

  In an attempt to dig myself out a creative rut, the fact I can hardly move in my art room at the moment and i’m sick of my old stuff clut…

  In an attempt to dig myself out a creative rut, the fact I can hardly move in my art room at the moment and i’m sick of my old stuff cluttering the place … It’s time for / CRAZY Hi8US’S BARGAIN BASEMENT ART SALE !!!! The following pieces are for sale at rock bottom prices ( check www.hi8usart.com , sorry I haven’t uploaded the dimensions) … prices marked are a ball park so make me a decent offer and you might be in luck. Also please bear in mind if you are not in Perth a small shipping cost may apply. / Email me back at scottarm@hotmail.com or SMS me on 0407 231 550 a comfortable silence $200 / walkin $80 / cubed jazz ( 3 part series ) $500 / shut up ( 2 canvases ) $150 / booty $80 / drink from the box $80 / bugs eye view $200 / to be continued $80 / wandering mind $100 / just one dance $150 / city ( unfinished ) $80 / 33rpm ( boomboy ) $80 / geetar ( 4 part series ) $100 / bruce lee ( 4 part series ) $100 / lynchy 150 / the bull $100 / leo $200 / suck it $100