But my new telephoto lens is giving me fits. It could be that I need a better tripod (was trying to photograph the moon, as it was the on…
But my new telephoto lens is giving me fits. It could be that I need a better tripod (was trying to photograph the moon, as it was the only clear distance object) but it seems even when I have it focused in the viewfinder, the end result is of a ‘soft focus’ variety.
This weekend we are celebrating midsummer here in Sweden. I’m doing it in a classic Swedish way by going out in the archipelago for the w…
This weekend we are celebrating midsummer here in Sweden. I’m doing it in a classic Swedish way by going out in the archipelago for the weekend. My hopes are high for some nice shots :) Also I am visiting a 19th century forge during the weekend, so hopefully there will be some stuff from that as well :) Have a nice midsummer, or midwinter if you live in upside-down reality (Australia :P)
Married / ( Had met at work.) / a little later than most. / She was expecting…
Married / ( Had met at work.) / a little later than most. / She was expecting our first. / She thought it was so funny that / I was so pleased to satisfy her craving / for a toffee apple. We are still good friends.
I am impressed, the level and quality of the work displayed by everybody here is fantastic. So much so it makes my work seem out of place…
I am impressed, the level and quality of the work displayed by everybody here is fantastic. So much so it makes my work seem out of place, I guess many other people have the same reservations. I have noticed that other people are more prolific than me, their portfolios are overflowing with fantastic photographs and creative artwork but then I am reminded that it is quality and not quantity that counts, although if you can manage quality and quantity nothing could be better.. I am however encouraged by the positive feedback people have made on my work and I will put my doubts about my artistic ability down to the eccentricity of my creative mind, after all many famous artists have been a little unstable. I do not know what people expect, I don’t really care, it is my expectations which need to be realised, if I produce one landscape shot which I am happy with or one piece of artwork which pleases me then I will suppress my doubts and believe my work is in its rightful place among such an amazing array of talent.
I was trolling through the Bubble and came across a JE from someone that ruffled a few feathers with me. I hate that I sometimes just sit…
I was trolling through the Bubble and came across a JE from someone that ruffled a few feathers with me. I hate that I sometimes just sit and write what I feel about stuff, but I guess that is what I really loved about the Bubble when I first joined. Those of you who know me from the beginning will understand exactly what I mean, I just say how I feel and people seem to appreciate that from me. Well, right now I am a little angry and I know I shouldn’t be, I pride myself on the fact that I try very hard not to judge … but I read what I read and got angry. The JE was about being disappointed with Red Bubble because of not making any sales. I won’t get right into it, but here is what I wrote in response to that JE. I don’t know about you … but I know Red Bubble has done WONDERS for me emotionally, regardless of sales. I would still be here doing what I do even if I hadn’t made a sale yet. Anyone else agree with how I feel, or are the Majority of people here only to sell and that’s that?? If the majority of the Artists on Red Bubble are like me …. they are flat broke. I am absolutely broke, so much so that I owe money on my Mastercard. (I won’t get into the how’s and why’s of why I am broke, you can choose to figure that out by reading my JE’s) So buying works on here isn’t as easy as thinking if you like my stuff so much why don’t you buy it. I can really WANT to buy stuff I like, so comment and say how much I like it (but I don’t add I am flat broke and wished I could buy it). I have and do buy others works when I can on Red Bubble, even though I am broke. I really do think that if you EXPECT to make sales and that expectation is not met … then of course you will be disappointed. Post your works to share first and foremost. Interact with the community and don’t have expectations. You sure aren’t going to lose anything. And look at it this way, Red Bubble gives you the opportunity to have a chance to sell anything you have for sale … and aren’t asking you for anything in return!!! Where else can you upload your works, get comments on it, share with others … AND have the ability to be able to sell that work … at no cost to you??? I was on Red Bubble for at least a month before I made a sale … and I have to tell you, even though I Joined Red Bubble to Sell … it wasn’t until after I decided selling wasn’t as important to me as the new community I had found that I did sell. For me there was a link there. Flickr also has the POINT system, but the difference is, Flickr’s system isn’t accurate in so much as Red Bubbles System does go on Views, Comments, favs, and sales to truly show popular and wonderful artists works. The Point system on Red Bubble should be used as a guide for buying, more than anything and not as an indication of who’s doing what. It’s a wonderful tool for those wishing to buy Art in making their choices. Did you not see it as such? Life isn’t easy …. and as such, you get what you sow. If you expect to just come to Red Bubble and sell, then no wonder you are disappointed. It just isn’t that easy. Like in life, you need to do a lot of work behind the scenes. Do you promote yourself? Have you sent emails to all your contacts letting them know they can buy your work if they want? If you are involved in other web Sites, do you actively promote your RB site there through use of Banners etc? You have to let people know about the fact that anything you have on RB is for sale … remember …. most of the Artists who are MEMBERS of Red Bubble are like you and me … and have our works for sale. Most of the sales will come from OFFSITE, not within Red Bubble itself. It’s just not as easy as putting your work in Red Bubble and expecting it should sell. Is that what you expected?? I hope not. If so, no wonder you are disappointed. We have the freedom to mark our works up by whatever % we want to, using cards as an example is pretty poor really. If you mark your cards up at 50% then you will get 50% of AU$2.50 per sale. If you mark them up 100% you get AU$2.50 per sale and so on. So it isn’t pittance .. it depends on how much you want to mark them up. As such, let’s go to the next level up. If you mark up 50% and someone buys a small Laminated Print, you get AU$7.50 for it. Large, AU$24.00. But what you fail to remember here is Red Bubble is free to join and free to sell your works. If you sell you make money (no matter how little) and haven’t had to spend a cent to make it. Again, what have you lost by not selling?? Nothing, yet you have the chance to sell, only you seem frustrated that you aren’t selling. That doesn’t add up in my mind. Do the Math, print your own works, try putting them somewhere (like a shop that will sell them for you). You will have to fork out all the costs involved in making the product, give the shop owner some sort of commission, and then STILL will need to sell the stuff. Honestly, don’t be disappointed. Just do stuff to promote yourself more, all the hard work and labor has been done for you already. Personally, as an Artist I DO want the compliments and the advice and the criticism!! As an Artist I DO want to be able to comment on other Artists work and socialize with those people. Again, I am not here simply and purely to Sell!! If I was, I would have gone a long time ago and so would everyone else. If you are here JUST to sell and nothing else … and you aren’t selling, LEAVE. If you leave, you will never sell anyway so you have lost nothing at all have you. If you stay and look at red Bubble differently, at least you still have that chance of selling, even if it is just a card and you only get whatever your markup is.
Being a student who explores the many number of possibilities of a future, you start to wonder is it all worth it? I have injected so muc…
Being a student who explores the many number of possibilities of a future, you start to wonder is it all worth it? I have injected so much effort into my education due to the emotion i feel when i see the A’s on that paper. That very paper, one sheet, that could change your mood and future. One letter can change you’re mood and future. My main aim on life is to change other people’s lives. I dont care how, i just want, i crave to make a person stand and smile, allow them to be consumed into a moment of clarity and belonging that i just gave to them. When you are a poet and a photographer, you start to look at the world through different perspectives which to you may allow you to explore the many possiblities and pathways that humanity offers. But for me, every new avenue opened by my own observations submerges me deeper into the confusion and anguish of who i really want to be, what i call my abyss. Im touched by everything, not sexually, because of the original ways i look at things. The work of a comedian makes me laugh which makes me feel happy and intern makes me want to be a comedian, so i can make people laugh. This applys various careers: acting, photographing, singing, drawing, painting, music producing, presenting, writing, designing, filming and film production, climatologist the list could go on. I feel such a warmth from any aspect of entertainment that the very thought of making someones day a little more worth it makes me contemplate whether the path i was pressured to choose was wrong. Thats why i hate education and the pressure loaded onto students at the end or start of a new junction in their life. You have to sign up to this quick or you will miss your chance, you must have a career in mind for you to really perservere… the pressure is devestating to normal people like me who just want to explore and enjoy life. I suppose this journal entry exists to say that the science path im regretfully going down is the wrong path but is it too late? I want to be creative, be a poet and an artist, showcase my work and make people feel and embrace the beauty of the world through the very language we use everyday. I dont wanna be stuck in a flower shop regretting because regret is the worsteststststst feeling you could ever feel. I think it all really depends on me personally because not everyone feels the way i do about my future. I am such an unpredictable and individual person which is beautiful sometimes because you can exist in a world where you are yourself. But, it’s not as simple as that especially when you have such low confidence. I want to be different and individual, i am, but it’s hard to be the one people dont think twice about. The weird one who wheres strange clothes, the one who can’t fit nicely into a sterotype so is kicked off the scene completely. It’s exactly that reason i try so hard to be different that i end up being the same as everyone else: a person who is just as individual as the the group of individuals other there. When you have such a shattered confidence, trying to exist as a person of difference is hard. Thats why i try so desperatley to be someone else and by doing so i’ve lost who i am really am. But trying to fit in, i’ve fell out of reality and lost touch with the personality traits i used to have. The only thing true to myself, that has had no influence from other people and their opinions is my poetry. My dear sweet sweet refuge of the english language. Writing all this out has made it clear to me that my individuality is just everyone else merged into one. I’m a fraud and a liar who needs a personality of their own. I can only allow you to imagine how it feels to exist as everybody else whilst watching your old soul burn deep into the flames that destroy reality. Thankyou. just for letting me write this.
SELL TODAY… / Today got my first framed pictures up.. + 3 great camera’s from really cheap to well beyond my budget… ”!http://vizun…
SELL TODAY… / Today got my first framed pictures up.. + 3 great camera’s from really cheap to well beyond my budget… / CLICK ON THE PICTURE TO SEE. Have a look today… / If you want to add your photos Framed or Turned into cards. Then feel free to email me your selection of the ones you want in our shop. / Just send me your picture plus a wonderful description and how much you would like(expect) to make from the card or framed picture. We will then put it on display and if any of them sell. Send you your profit. At the moment I don’t have a download picture facility but email attachment works well… I will confirm I have received your picture and when it is displayed for sale email you again with details. After that you will be told when and if your works sells.. About the worst that can happen is it to sit there, with no one buying and the best it may sell some and you make a profit. Its got to be worth a try :o.. Give it a go So its Jules at Vizuns@gmail.com / Include Photo or link to. / Include Description. / Include how much you would like to make from your card/picture. / I will attempt to get your art on sale as quick as possible. Probs within 7days / ...............................................................................................................
CHAPTER TWO / BETA “I think it’s time …
CHAPTER TWO / BETA “I think it’s time to pull you out Tarvia”, I think he’s beginning to suspect, and we don’t want to blow your cover. He’s clean so far, but you have to be very careful serial killers are clever. Its way to dangerous! A stern voice said. You’re jealous she replied. “I told you what we had was just a fling, nothing more, nothing less” Tarvia answered. I’m just worried about you he replied. You’ve become too involved in this investigation; it was compromised the minute you made it personal! Tom said. It’s never personal! It’s always business you of all people should know that! She answered. He doesn’t even know my name, which idiot came up with Keisha anyway, it’s so damn ghetto I want to cry Tarvia said in a sarcastic manner. Tom stop worrying I’ve got it all under control, and we’ve got two agents watching his every move. As long as I stay two steps in front of him at all times everything will be fine! He’ll never figure out I’m with the FBI answered Tarvia. Be careful, and watch your back Tarvia replied Tom we’re still looking to connect him with the murders in Baltimore. He sighed and hung up the phone. Now Tom Dampier is just your average nerd with a sweet heart. He’s never really had a good woman or great sex before me of course. When it comes to thinking he’s a pure genius, but in the bed a straight zero. We studied at the academy together, and hung out a lot after that. My biggest problem is I never should have slept with him, but hell I was horny whets a girl to do. Now he’s just another pussy whipped white boy crying the blues. Don’t get me wrong I love him dearly as friends were inseparable, and he has saved my ass on the job a couple of times too! Tom rose real fast in the ranks of the bureau, some people say too fast. It’s always been racial problems in the ranks anyway, and there’s no use holding it against him. Now he’s my boss in charge of catching the next serial nut case on the loose. It’s strange, but women who come in contact with Keith usually end up dead like his secretary Crystal. Yet! He seems to be just a sweet gentleman who loves his job. Despite a few drunk in public charges truthfully he’s been a perfect angel, who happens to be great in bed. We tried to link him to several murders to no avail, but he’s always in vicinity, so we keep a close watch anyway. Ladies if he has one flaw it’s his cheating ways. He couldn’t keep his shit in his pants for just a couple of hours. He had to sleep with that bitch in Hiroshima! Now I know it’s not personal, but I don’t know who that bitch has been screwing, and HIV ain’t a joke. A sister is on some serious get back time right about now, and the brother has to pay!!! He’s arriving at Reagan national airport, and the idiot doesn’t even know I watch is every move. I’m going to check up on this cheating bastard! Tarvia picks up the phone, and Keith answers. Hey baby! How are you feeling? Have you made it home yet? She asked in a sarcastic way. I’m just getting off the plane as we speak Keith replied. No shit Tarvia thought to herself. I missed you she said. I’ve missed you too! Keith said. The lying bastard how could he miss me when he has the taste of sweet punani still on his breath. I had to keep my composure, but deep down inside my feelings was hurt. I’ll see you later baby, I’m still working on a few briefs, maybe we can get together later on tonight I cried. No! I’m exhausted he blurted out quickly. That’s okay I’ll see you tomorrow maybe! You get some rest okay I said while holding my tongue. I wanted to jump through the phone, and choke the shit out of him, but I’ll save that for another time. Meanwhile we were checking out a Paula Jackson, The little whore who got her freak on with Keith in Hiroshima. No cause for real concern there just another reporter out to do a story. Married, three children, and an alcoholic husband. No wonder she screwed my man! Did I say my man? I must be tripping! Maybe it is getting a little too personal, but damn! It’s so damn good! I should just creep up on his ass tonight, and scare him a little bit. I know he’s feeling guilty at least I hope he is. Damn! Tom might be right maybe I’m falling in love with him. Girl get a grip, stop tripping I said to myself. I’ve never been in this deep before, and I can’t take any chances on blowing my cover. I picked up the phone, and called Tom. I know you care about me I said, and I’ve been thinking you’re right maybe I should pull out now. I might be in too deep, and a little too involved when I shouldn’t be. Well wake up! And smell the coffee he replied. There’s no way I can pull you out now he replied. Listen to what I have to say this will definitely open your eyes, because he’s on the move. He said he was heading home right! Well unless he lives in B-more he lied, and check this out our guys have lost him around the harbor. You lost him! Tarvia screamed. Don’t worry you placed that tracking device right Tom asked? Tarvia couldn’t say a word she had completely forgotten through all the chaos, and lovemaking in Japan. Oh my god! I completely forgot about it Tom she said. That obvious Tarvia since I’ve trying to find him for a half an hour now. I’m so sorry Tom! She said. Now how in hell did you forget that? Ah! Let me guess another booty call he replied. Damn it Tarvia if I didn’t know better I’d start to believe you’re slipping up on the job. What the hell do you mean by that she yelled? Exactly what I said Tarvia, we’ve got a serial killer on the loose, and you’re playing dumb Tom screamed back. If a body pops up tomorrow you’ll probably be without a job he yelled. Hold up! Wait a damn minute she replied. Let me call his cell phone, and let me find out where he is. Tarvia dials rapidly, and the phone rings suddenly Keith answers. Hello Keith speaking he replied. Where are you? and don’t lie to me she screams. Hold up! What the hell is your problem asked Keith. I’m at your door ringing the bell, and there’s no answer that’s my damn problem! Tarvia says pretending to be upset. I guess you called yourself checking up on me Keith laughed. Oh! Its funny right said Tarvia. Look Keisha I’m sorry I’m not there, but a friend of mine is sick, and he needed my help said Keith. I had to make a quick trip to B-more by the harbor, and sometimes duty calls said Keith. Well I wish you were here taking care of me Tarvia said in a sad tone faking all the way. Keisha I’ll be back in a couple of hours baby just take the key from under the plant on the left says Keith. Well I hope it duty calling, and not booty calling she said. Look there you go again with the petty jealousy he said. I’ll be home soon he replied. You know I love you said Keith. What plant is again asked Tarvia. The one on the first step Keisha! Oh! I found it she said lying through her teeth. I’ll be waiting for you, and I’m sorry I got mad at you baby she replied. It’s ok I’m going to the store, and plus I have to get Mike’s medicine; I’ll be there after we talk a bit about old times okay. OK replied Tarvia in a sexy voice, and then she hangs up the phone. Did you hear that Tom she asked? Yeah I heard it were checking stores around the harbor now he replied. I want that tracer in place by tomorrow morning Tarvia. Do you hear me Tarvia? Yes Tom I’m on point, and I won’t let it happen again she answered. I will call you if it doesn’t check out, and I want details, addresses, phone numbers, the whole nine yards, you hear me? I’m on the job focused, and ready to go she answered. Tom just slammed the phone down, and disappeared. I prepared an overnight bag, and went over Keith’s’ house, it was about a three hour wait before he arrived. Suddenly I heard the door open. I thought I must be crazy waiting for a possible serial killer with open arms. I was so glad to see him I rushed right into his waiting arms. Then I panicked, and my imagination ran wild. Oh my god! There’s blood on your jacket I replied. Are you hurt baby I asked? No he replied I just cut myself changing a tire he said. That’s a lot of blood baby! Come here and let me fix you up replied Tarvia. Its okay I wrapped it up, and it’s no big deal Keisha said Keith. I’m going to take a shower, and wash this dirt off me, you can join me if you want to he replied. I couldn’t say no but; I had to see if there was any evidence of a crime. I’ll join you in a minute dear I didn’t come all the way for nothing I said while steadily collecting blood samples from the wrappings. When I joined him in the shower it appeared to be just what he said a small cut, but I had to see just in case. It was business as usual, but this time he didn’t seem interested, so I just let him get his nut, and I fell asleep. I woke up early, and placed the tracer in his wallet. It’s amazing what technology can come up with today just a small microchip in a business card was all we needed. I had the bloodstained wrappings, and the information Tom wanted. I would have it sent to the crime lab in Alexandria Virginia. There they would determine with there was more than one blood type. Keith went to work like nothing was wrong, and Tom did find him at a pharmacy. That took a great deal of stress off of me, but the DNA had not been processed, that would tell the whole story. We zeroed in on Keith’s friend Mike’s place of residence, and amazingly it was a boathouse in a small dock of the harbor. After investigation we found out that they were old college buddies, and that he was battling leukemia. Agents retrieved information from all sources available, and turned up absolutely nothing. Several days went by, and finally the DNA results were back, and Tom briefed the staff on the findings, and they were startling to say the least. It seemed as if another piece of the puzzle was unfolding. DNA revealed not one, but two different blood types, one belonged to Keith the other to be determined.
Okay, so I finally made an account… I really thought there’d be better art… its full of kids taking photos of themselves and sunsets….
Okay, so I finally made an account… I really thought there’d be better art… its full of kids taking photos of themselves and sunsets… and anime. / Bit of a let down, an ‘anti-climax’... a ‘boner killer’ / (two phrases you should start using) I need to start taking more photos. I suck right now.
I will be ready to load some photos of the snow,, I hate winter, but im kinda exited to get som photos of the snow and fall colors togeth…
I will be ready to load some photos of the snow,, I hate winter, but im kinda exited to get som photos of the snow and fall colors together,, cant wait
Hi all. I decided to write in the Journal as I am having too much pain to note people individually on the situation. I just got back from…
Hi all. I decided to write in the Journal as I am having too much pain to note people individually on the situation. I just got back from the clinic, after a week of tests, shots, opiates and anti-infalammatories the week ahead looks much the same bar the tests…. And this is proving to be more expesnive than I think I can afford,,, cheap as the drugs are here the opiate patches are still setting me back around $30 each. The Doctor pretty much confirmed my own fears and suspicions that the Fibromyalgia has flared up again… I wasn’t so sure as this pain is more localized to the neck and upper left ha;f of my body where the first attack literally crippled me from the waist down… took around 40 minutes to cross the street. What is weirder still is I can see absolutely nothing that brought this attack on. I only hope the painkillers kick in and this episode shifts as quickly as it came about. I can only say that this is a lot more painful than the first bout was and is akin to having a dislocated shoulder and ligament damage. ANyone who’s ever had that I’m sure can tell you what its like. Not sure how actie I’m gonna be fpr the next few days but I hop[pe I can turn omething ot even if I can’t write or do much visiting…. I had hoped to get around to a few of you this past weekend but I simply can’t get high enough of these prescription drugs to remain tranquilo enough to do so… :) Definitley need a trip to see my doctor in the Forest!!! Thanks again To all those concerned for your gracious support and those who have featured me and my work this past week. - Zoo
...but it is not always the change you expected. One thing is certain, with the dawn of each new day, you have been granted time to live….
...but it is not always the change you expected. One thing is certain, with the dawn of each new day, you have been granted time to live. For better or worse it is your life. My heart may weep secret tears, but it will not show on my face. It will be reflected in my, art as that is my desire. What is desire? ... “Desire refers to an unconscious driving force. In psychanalytic theory, the process of socialization is characterized by lack of fulfilment in various respects. This lack produces desire.” [definition via internet] If you look at the ‘hanging mask’ you will find an example of the facade I use to hide the disappointments. But in the end it is my life….for better or worse.
It has nothing to do with the color of your skin, your nationality or religion… *Many times we hear or say, “love thy neighbourgh as…
It has nothing to do with the color of your skin, your nationality or religion… Many times we hear or say, “love thy neighbourgh as yourself”, or “do to others as you expect them to do to you”, or “to be on someone else’s shoes”…. / Yesterday I started a series about poverty and children… I used pictures I found on the web to create my photoshop collages… today, I decided to go further… I found a very moving pic of a starving mother and her child and started telling myself the sentences I wrote above… I felt so lucky I was not in that situation, but I felt so moved…. I felt deep compassion….And I decided to replace that mother’s face with my own, and that son’s face with my son’s…. That is the closest image I can have on another person’s shoes…. I have to say it was strong!! / First, I had to tell my 7 years old son I was going to do this….he was shocked, at first, as you can imagine, and then asked me why…. I explained to him… I explained also that I was going to be with him too, holding the starving boy….and that I wanted to give a message… He agreed totally….and we spent several minutes talking about poverty and hunger…. Yesterday, he could see with his own eyes people sleeping in the streets downtown…. / I hope this could send a message…. / If you were in this mother’s shoes, what would you expect?
So I joined RedBubble back in November 2007. And since then, I haven’t been very active on this site. I submit art every now and then, ...
So I joined RedBubble back in November 2007. And since then, I haven’t been very active on this site. I submit art every now and then, but I only watch a small handful of users, only have 2 pieces of art faved, I rarely comment, and this is the first journal entry I’ve ever posted! So now I am trying to be a lot more active in the RedBubble community! I want to participate more and really take advantage of all this community has to offer!
I am really happy to announce that I have won another challenge with this photo called Waiting In Love in the wonderful group _The Woma…
I am really happy to announce that I have won another challenge with this photo called Waiting In Love in the wonderful group The Woman Photographer. This is a photo of my granddaughter Kaylee waiting in love for her baby sister Avaree. I am on vacation right now and will be home in a couple of weeks. I am amazed to say that most of the campgrounds we have been staying at offer free internet access right in the camper!! How cool is that? Many thanks to all of the folks that voted for my photo. I am really dancing in my sneakers right now. / Hugs / Vickie
I just completed my first photowalk. Well, I didn’t actually complete it, the hills wore me out but I managed one and one half hours out…
I just completed my first photowalk. Well, I didn’t actually complete it, the hills wore me out but I managed one and one half hours out of the two planned for the walk. I did manage to take 65 photos. Some awful, a few nice ones. I was disappointed however. The walk wasn’t what I expected. The leader gathered us all together at the appointed starting location and we did the mandatory group photo. Then we started out. The guide who was supposed to be leading us wound up 3/4’s of the way back in the crowd as he was busy taking photos of his own. None of the other guides(3 plus the leader) were ever seen again. Except for taking photos while in a crowd and having to avoid all the pointed cameras I am not sure what the purpose of a group walk is supposed to be. Some folks were carrying enough gear to climb a mountain and be out there for a week. All sorts of camera’s from point and shoot to a couple that could have been owned by pro’s and might have been. It looked like about 80% of the folks were carrying tripods, some heavier than my grandson. There were some very nice folks though. I chatted with a fellow from Germany who is working on a project here and some folks were as local as living up the street. Would I do it again? Maybe. I would look for better guidelines as to what the goal might be besides a group walk and a walk with fewer hills. Then – maybe.
That’s my prediction. Set up our calendars now , and within the next f…
That’s my prediction. Set up our calendars now , and within the next few months (if not sooner, and I hope it is), Redbubble will start converting them to the 2010 months. We can make it happen. Yes, we can! Why am I saying this? Calendars make fantastic Christmas gifts! / So I want Redbubble to make the change NOW. My clients and I need to be able to purchase long before Christmas, thus being able to post/deliver to the recipient. I have started promoting calendars already, so I eagerly (and patiently) await the format-change to our calendars!
Yet another person has purchased my green calenda…
Yet another person has purchased my green calendar today!
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