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• Chinese & Amsterdam Storeys
  by Maxwell Edward

  “Good afternoon Gentlemen. Our delicious Chinese restaurant serves some of the greatest Chinese delicacies. Can I take your orders?” J…

  “Good afternoon Gentlemen. Our delicious Chinese restaurant serves some of the greatest Chinese delicacies. Can I take your orders?” Jermaine takes charge as usual. “I imagine you can sir. Well my friend will have special fried rice and I will have special sweet n sour chicken. Could you make sure it’s especially sweet n sour though? Thanks sir.” People love to eat Chinese. More often the meals though…for the appetisers may prove too fattening over time. Neville and Jermaine have definitely had their share of fattening up over time. Neville is said to eat more Chinese than most Chinese and as for Jermaine, he probably eats more of most things than most people. “Jerry, don’t you think it’s strange how he mentioned they serve some of the greatest Chinese delicacies?” Jermaine who finds nothing short of highly unusual strange, makes a joke from anything less of great importance. “_Why_? What did you expect in a Chinese Restaurant, Indian food?” Neville who hears these jokes more often than not (but still not in appreciation of them) seems to always be misunderstood. “No, I mean, we’re not Chinese. I can’t see anyone in here that is Chinese…In fact I would say that the only Chinese this restaurant ever sees is on the plates. So, they could get away with telling us that this restaurant actually serves the greatest Chinese delicacies. Why would they not?” Jermaine’s opinion always went back to philosophy. “Some wise advice I have for you Nev. Never question the Chinese.” Something about the way the duo talked, it was utter enjoyment. The puns continuously employed emphasised it. A certain kind of pleasure whenever they accompanied one another was unleashed. “Oh Jerry, you got to hear about what happened to my cousin. _You’ll never believe it_…So Ben was in Amsterdam for some time, on holiday or something. Well on the last week he jumped off the top of a three-storey apartment balcony.” Jermaine who believes most things reasonable, but also hesitates in jumping to conclusions always feels obliged to question the situation. “Why the hell would anyone do something like that?” Neville started blushing. He was never as outgoing as Jermaine, even being questioned made him feel slightly insecure. “Well Jerry, you know my cousin Benjamin. No one questions him.” A certain kind of tension was building somewhere between Nevilles growing timidity and Jermaine’s pursuing nerves. “I think anyone thinking about jumping off the third storey of an apartment should be prepared to answer a lot of questions.” There was an uncomfortable short-lived silence between the duos. Neville thought of it as his responsibility to protect his cousin’s reputation, yet his loyalty had previously shown to lead to misdemeanours. Neville decided to break his loyalty for what his reason was telling him was sensibility. “Yeah Jermaine, agreed. Benjamin sure must be a moron hey. Oh, which reminds me, did I tell you he is going to become a lawyer?” The Chinese waiter had brought back the dishes. This is possibly the fastest time a waiter had brought out dishes (which were supposed to be quality cuisines). Then again, Jermaine and his friends always had their doubts about Chinese restaurants. Over their many meals they had discussed many things ranging from the health issues to the political and economic consequences of the different restaurant franchises. The Chinese waiter did not talk this time. He had a chilling frown cast upon his face. Perhaps he had heard their talking? Perhaps it was just the all-round atmosphere of working in such a demanding service. Jermaine and Neville dug into their meals, each choosing their pick of chop sticks and spoon respectively although ironically not in quite a disorderly manner. It was only lucky that Neville chose a spoon for the fried rice to prevent any more mess (if more mess were possible). “So Nev, back to the story; now that you tell me Mr. Benjamin wants to be a lawyer…that makes much more sense; their all lying bastards. This is one big story to you in order to gain your sympathy or something. It can’t really be explained, except that he is behind it all…” “Not true. I saw his bandages and cuts and sores; everything. That can’t really be faked.” “I’m sure for a lawyer, anything can be faked. Any kind of falsehood can be created and unleashed by those guys!” “No seriously. Okay here’s the story, he said he went to a party. He got pretty drunk knowing it was his last week. Who knows maybe he even did…goddamn man it’s Amsterdam! I don’t have to mention the possibilities, their limitless! Anything could have happened. Well anyway, he woke up and that is when the nurse told him what had been reported to her.” “You know what this sounds like? Chinese whispers. She said this; he said that, you say this…” Sceptical Jermaine could never let any possibility go. “Okay whatever, whatever.” Neville had enough. This sort-of-debate had turned into a sort-of-argument. It was time for him to try and change the mannerism of things “Hey Jerry, this kind of talking is probably not good for eating, let’s just eat okay. I mean just the other day I saw the scars and bleeding…well you know.” Eating continued. Polite (enough) slurping of Chinese tea and rice among other things died down the sound of thought. Than Jermaine continued speaking, but not where they left off. “Hey Nev, I’ll be back in a minute. Just have to convenience myself!” Neville sat there. Five minutes boring his intellect- no one to talk to! Jermaine returned. Back to his meal; back to messy eating and the hope of more polite interesting talk. Before Neville had seen it, Jermaine had finished the rest of his special sweet n sour. “Hey Neville, are you still feeling hungry at all?” Before Neville had a chance to reply Jermaine had beckoned the waiter over and ordered “Special Chinese fortune cookies”. The cookies came in no time at all again. It made it seem like there was surely something efficiently magical about this restaurant. “Hey Nev, can you tell me about this story a bit more. So would you get this, I actually heard about a story similar to his; actually two stories, exactly like his…they both sort of were like these crazy stories where these things happened to guys in…well Chinese restaurants actually!” Neville was only half listening, except the information was still unconsciously processing into his mind. He opened his fortune cookie. “No I do not believe it! Coincidences of such do not occur! Madness unleashed!” Neville started shaking intensely, trembling, his usual steady figure rumbling in what looked like fear; his skin pale and pupils dilating and goose bumps on his skin forming. Than he shoved his hands over his head and continued his fearful actions half-hidden by the table. Jermaine grabbed the little slice of Chinese paper, it must be not so fortunate whatever the fortune be he thought! “You will suffer falling three-storeys tonight. Do not question the Chinese” They both sat there; Jermaine seemingly doing and thinking nothing except watching the actions of Neville. Neville with his behaviour turning more and more intense and shocking as seconds progressed and turned into minutes. “Neville!” Neville took no notice, for a moment, to only a moment later reply, “What? Don’t you fucking get this? Can’t you see what’s happening?” Jermaine looked at his watch. Five minutes. Long enough…longer would be dangerous perhaps. “My good friend Neville. I have a confession. I put that note in your cracker…it’s to teach you a lesson really. But it’s also quite a cracker now too to think of it! You should have seen the look on your face! And my friend, I’ll tell you the moral of the story…Question anything with suspicion, even the Chinese, otherwise who knows what will be unleashed!”

• André’s creation: eclectic pleasures
  by Maxwell Edward

  Black and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words…

  Black and white keys, saxophone, guitar, everywhere. The music has much more magnificence than can be tried to be explained through words. This jazzy rendezvous has always been André’s favourite ear-food. He just loves the way its beauty, splendour, radiance is ‘unleashed’. André stares at the canvas for over a dozen times. Here he is staring at the blank space which is future marvel…or was it to be past marvel? Had he missed his chance, missed the boat which would have sailed to sentimental stardom? He refuses to collaborate more than a sentence for any one idea. Any idea that deserves a sentence must deserve no doubt. Any canvas is only worth the greatest ideas. Two André’s exist; though only one at any one time. The withdrawn analytical front, designed for most occasions. On rare occasions the other character may appear, the intensive, massively determined André who acts on impulses. Impulsive André must be begged out. A Pandora’s Box of surprises, his job will at least never cease to astonish. “Dearest André, Through years have you befriended my son Louis, so therefore I am offering an opportunity to benefit both of our interests (with intent towards your gain). Litton inc., my company has stepped up towards mainstream success. We require visual arts for our newly bought edifice. I understand you have been painting for the eight years since high school. To your discretion I would like to require a painting; just one will suffice. I would like something vibrant and colourful, yet deep and meaningful; Contemporise to your own vision. Much thanks, Dr. Raymond Fonck.” The commissioned paper lies stuck on the wall. André has read it. Now it is time for the future. It has been too long sitting around (or rather bouncing around); too get too much productivity from anything. Someone once said to him that anything is good experience. True perhaps, although he prefers productivity, especially in a time of intensity such as this; three days left until confrontation. His vigilant eyes stroll around the room, searching for advice. He is not bored, nor has he painters block, for such a term does not exist and will not ever for him. His eyes strike the clock. The clock glares 5:48 pm back. What a disgusting fierce look it has. Not 5:45, nor 6:00 and only one uncomfortable minute in-between. For at this time these uncomforting three digits add to the frustration in the actual time. “Aw!” André suddenly realizes the importance of the time. It is the one factor which never seems to be on his side but actually encourages his total progress. It is an epiphany like that of a mother to the newborn. André decides to let his hands take / control. They are the secret key, (sometimes the gatekeepers of unleashing impulsive André) His dominant left one picks up the brush (over time it has made up for its fault of statistically losing him seven years). His right hand decides to lose cognition. It dips itself into a little puddle of Sangria oil paint muck. Than it flies onto the near-centre of the canvas, smeared diagonally. His left hand takes initiative once again, waving lines of smudge to and fro. Right hand brings more paint to its destination. Myrtle, Indigo, Olive, Magnolia…and no, not that…Yes, yes, even black! (Well seal brown to be precise). All of these contextually beautiful colours unleashed! There are no thoughts in André’s mind now. This is impulsive André now; organised thought is of little importance! That colour is important here. This colour is unimportant there. A few lines of any colour are important right here or there, but perhaps a darker colour is better. More negative space up and down the edges. Shape is forming. Lines are bolding. Complete non-representational form is diminishing. Visualizations; the visualized images in mind are being…unloaded bit by bit. It is coming about. What is it though? No one knows. If anybody could guess it definitely would not be André. André knows he has the power to bring out the reality in it though. In a seemingly paradox situation he must not connect to reality at the moment though. Now, after these hours of painting, André is in the painting. He would not know it has been hours besides the constant glare of the illuminating digital clock staring from across the room; it unconsciously processes its recognition into André. The phone screams out, ‘br-ring, br-ring!’ Like the other external matter it creeps into André, until finally its screams become too annoying to ignore. It’s too late now…impulsive André has vanished; his conventional counterpart has replaced him. The phone persists though. André decides to take it (typical for his returned mannerism). He dives across the room horizontally attacking the corner where that nuisance phone lies. ‘Aw, aw, aw, aw!’ A tube of paint has squirt from underneath his stomach. Agonising that his material friend can be so painful at times (like any of his life long friends). He picks up the phone; only the tone. He has missed whatever, whoever it was. Once again, missing the boat… Now thought and all that comes with it has returned. Why now out of all times possible? There is only sadness, misery, all this escalated from these small miniscule misfortunes; all has turned to turmoil! What can one do, when feeling like crawling into a hole? His secret minor disorders such as his claustrophobia would prevent him from crawling into that hole, even if he had one. At the moment everything feels like one big hole. Not surprisingly André’s eyes begin doing the only thing they know to do in times of unrest; wander. It is impossible to ignore what is there; it has been there all along, yet has never been seen. It is beautiful! It is splendour! It is radiance!! It is interrupted by another scream of ‘br-ring br-ring’. André picks up the damn phone. Without contemplation he whispers, “Sir, madam, I’m very terribly busy, could you perhaps call back sometime?” A deep sophisticated voice replies, “Raymond Fonck, André. Listen, I need to know about the progress of the painting. How is it going; ready to sell on Friday?” Many emotions garner at the speed of light inside André allows these emotions to clash inside of him. The painting; it is beautiful, splendour, radiance! How could he give it away now, after an indescribable series of emotional contributions? It is something that has not been attempted before; yet it is new but the expression of old. It is everything, at the moment, hopefully containing more interpretive inoculations for the future. It is a subject, of just some time, yet it contains a collaboration of detail separated from time. It is…once again interrupted by screams, this time of another sort; the infuriating talking of man. “André. Are you there?” Feelings of great rebellion sweep André off his feet. He knows how he will revolutionize his life, because after all; this painting has revolutionized his thought already. “Mister Fonck. I am so sorry. Some things have come over me…a type of sickness…although I am sure you are not aware of this mad syndrome I am suffering due to it. Well to the point, I must say I will not be supplying you with your wanted artwork. Thank you for your understanding. Hopefully we can collaborate something in future.” André hangs the phone up without replies, without a stated understanding from the mister Fonck. Without even the knowledge of acceptance or approval from the mister Fonck…it does not matter. All that matters is this new painting, this contemporised vision. It is everything. Most importantly of all, it is…unleashed!

• What drives us
  by RedBubble

  People are inherently creative. Deep down, most of us love to come up with new ideas, express who we are, or take a different persp…

  People are inherently creative. Deep down, most of us love to come up with new ideas, express who we are, or take a different perspective on the world around us. This is particularly true of children. Remember chalk on the footpath, crayon on the walls, or a painting stuck proudly to the fridge with a magnet. Kids love stories, they love learning about new things, they ask obvious yet somehow overlooked questions. So why don’t many of us focus on our creative interests as adults? Is there something about the process of growing up that changes us, that convinces us to be serious and sensible? Do we lose the ability to be creative? Or does it just get buried amidst the responsibilities, worries and priorities of adult life? Look closer, though, and you’ll see sparks of creativity in adults everywhere. Since starting our RedBubble journey, we’ve been amazed at how many of our close friends have “confessed” to a secret creative hobby, a little spark of creativity that few else know about. Look at the statistics and the picture is clearer still. Over 2.5 million Australians regularly take part in some sort of creative or cultural activity. Almost 90% do this entirely for free, for the simple enjoyment of it. A fortunate few earn a living from it, but most keep their creative spark alive in their own time and without sharing it with the world. RedBubble was founded with a burning desire to improve this situation. And there are some major social and technological trends helping us out. New technology has placed the creative tools of professionals in the hands of amateurs. With digital cameras, editing software, low cost hardware and more, it is easier than ever to produce your own creative content. Truly, the line between professionals and talented amateurs is blurring. And the traditional distinction between producers on one side and consumers on the other fades away – now you can be both! Another important trend is the way that the internet helps side-step the tyranny of distance and lower the cost of distribution. For a country as huge and remote as Australia, this is life-changing. No longer can you be held hostage by limited product ranges, poor information or high costs. If it’s available elsewhere on the globe, you can find it, read about it and buy it in no time at all. Witness also the growth of MySpace and YouTube, riding an internet-powered wave of self-expression and connectedness. Not to mention the millions of blogs out there. For some it’s about fame and the chance of being discovered. But for many, it’s simply about expressing themselves or hanging out with others who share their interests. Yet, plenty of people have held back from self-expression online. Creative talent does not necessarily go hand in hand with technical savvy. And many people don’t feel comfortable sharing their deeply personal creative work in existing online environments. So we asked ourselves: why isn’t there an online home for creative people? A place where they can belong to a genuine creative community, express their thoughts, get inspired, and collaborate with others? And why shouldn’t they be able to turn their creative passion into real objects for themselves or others, without worrying about hassles like producing, marketing, selling, and shipping? And so the concept for RedBubble was born. And the more we thought about it, the more excited we became about making it a reality. We wrote a business plan, left our jobs, scraped together funding, and built a talented team. Eight months later, here we are with the first version of RedBubble alive and kicking. Where RedBubble goes from here is up to you…

• Open letter to all members...........
  by kafka

  To all members of RB, I would value your opinion on the latest developments around the ‘moderated’ (censored) forum topics. I recently…

  To all members of RB, I would value your opinion on the latest developments around the ‘moderated’ (censored) forum topics. I recently raised some questions in the ‘Friends of RB’ forums and in the ‘test the moderators’ thread in the main forums. / My questions were largely unanswered – the main thread was declared ‘finished’, euphemism for shut down because of awkward questions? / I had a piece of spurious contract law quoted to me to justify the breach of freedom of expression. (throw away the First Amendment and the European and UN Human Rights – you’ve signed a contract…so there) I then sent this b-mail to one of the hosts – I have not had an acknowledgement or a reply yet. ..................................... Thank you for taking the time and trouble to respond in depth. I, of course, understand the desire to implement the PNP and keep the forums constructive and as friendly as possible (I always try to be polite when I insult someone!) What I have some considerable doubts about is the pre-censoring of comments before they have been publicly aired. I do not envy you your role in taking action that violates the most fundamental principle of freedom of expression (I am not surprised you feel a bit uncomfortable with it) If the comments were given some ‘air time’ first, and if any were clearly and plainly seen by a majority to be offensive/insulting, then they could be edited without breaching those principles. I asked Jo about this in another forum and she quoted the piece of contract law contained in the user agreement that we all signed when we joined RB. 99 times out of a 100 that would never need be tested. But believe me, if ever a lawyer attempted to use a clause in a contract to argue against a Constitutional principle, they would be toast in seconds. I realise that Australia has no Constitutional protections for freedom of speech (other that in political expression) but you have the thorny problem of hosts from countries other than Aus making ad hoc decisions on the output of other contributors. It a question of jurisdiction. Which brings me to another contentious point – This is not meant to cast any aspersions on any of the forum hosts like yourself who are fair-minded and generous people doing their best to help RB and its members. 1. You have no mandate. You have not been elected to the position – therefore, by what legal right or authority can you participate in censorship? 2. As a self-appointed group without legal authority, where then do you gain the moral authority (and presumed superiority) to pre-judge the contributions of others? / Are you professors of Art? Law? Philosophy? Theology? I know the common sense response to these questions is obvious – we are only talking about censoring some bad language, so what is the problem. The problem is that you are breaching a time honoured and hard fought for principle in exchange for an undemocratic, insidious, method of ‘control’ / The choice between having to view a few swear words or insults (which only ever reflect on the ignorance of the perpetrator) or submitting to censorship by committee of ‘freemasons’ is no choice at all, particularly for anyone who ascribes to be an artist. Ps. I note this moderation thread has been marked ‘finished’ Jo tells me it is because it is an ‘old’ thread – strange, there seem to be many ‘old’ threads scattered about the forums that run and run. Is there a particular problem with this one? ................................... This, for me, violates a fundamental principle of freedom of expression – it is a very small step from censoring words to censoring images – No artist worthy of the name would have anything to do with the abhorrent practice of this form of censorship based on the above method. I will no longer be submitting comments to any ‘pre-moderated’ forum and I would encourage any artist who cares about freedom of expression to do the same.

• Disrespect in the Name of Expression & Art
  by Helen Bascom

  Many years ago, in American public schools, part of the curriculum was the indoctrination of good citizens by way of civics class. In civ…

  Many years ago, in American public schools, part of the curriculum was the indoctrination of good citizens by way of civics class. In civics class we learned the proper way to display and show respect for the flag of the United States. Do you know the “shoulds” and “should nots” of handing the American Flag? Maybe you do, maybe you don’t. But if you have flag cards for sale or flags used in tee shirt designs, this might be of interest to you. The question posed by this journal is this my fellow Americans: In light of the federal law which declares it is disrespectful to wear the flag as apparel (i.e. tee shirts) or to print the flag on anything disposable (i.e. paper cups, napkins, cards), how do you feel about tee shirts and greeting cards which display the flag? I have reprinted the entire section of the applicable U.S. Code, and have highlighted the sections relevant to my inquiry. TITLE 4-FLAG AND SEAL, SEAT OF GOVERNMENT, AND THE STATES / / CHAPTER 1-THE FLAG / / Sec. 8. Respect for flag No disrespect should be shown to the flag of the United States of America; the flag should not be dipped to any person or thing. Regimental colors, State flags, and organization or institutional flags are to be dipped as a mark of honor. (a) The flag should never be displayed with the union down, except as a signal of dire distress in instances of extreme danger to life or property. (b) The flag should never touch anything beneath it, such as the ground, the floor, water, or merchandise. (c) The flag should never be carried flat or horizontally, but always aloft and free. (d) The flag should never be used as wearing apparel, bedding, or drapery. It should never be festooned, drawn back, nor up, in folds, but always allowed to fall free. Bunting of blue, white, and red, always arranged with the blue above, the white in the middle, and the red below, should be used for covering a speaker’s desk, draping the front of the platform, and for decoration in general. (e) The flag should never be fastened, displayed, used, or stored in such a manner as to permit it to be easily torn, soiled, or damaged in any way. (f) The flag should never be used as a covering for a ceiling. (g) The flag should never have placed upon it, nor on any part of it, nor attached to it any mark, insignia, letter, word, figure, design, picture, or drawing of any nature. (h) The flag should never be used as a receptacle for receiving, holding, carrying, or delivering anything. (i) The flag should never be used for advertising purposes in any manner whatsoever. It should not be embroidered on such articles as cushions or handkerchiefs and the like, printed or otherwise impressed on paper napkins or boxes or anything that is designed for temporary use and discard. Advertising signs should not be fastened to a staff or halyard from which the flag is flown. / / (j) No part of the flag should ever be used as a costume or athletic uniform. However, a flag patch may be affixed to the uniform of military personnel, firemen, policemen, and members of patriotic organizations. The flag represents a living country and is itself considered a living thing. Therefore, the lapel flag pin being a replica, should be worn on the left lapel near the heart. (k) The flag, when it is in such condition that it is no longer a fitting emblem for display, should be destroyed in a dignified way, preferably by burning. (Added Pub. L. 105-225, Sec. 2(a), Aug. 12, 1998, 112 Stat. 1497.) The above statute does not include any criminal penalty for showing disrespect as defined by the law, but if you show disrespect to the flag within the District of Columbia (i.e., Washington D.C.) you may find yourself in jail and fined: Any person who, within the District of Columbia, in any manner, for exhibition or display, shall place or cause to be placed any word, figure, mark, picture, design, drawing, or any advertisement of any nature upon any flag, standard, colors, or ensign of the United States of America; . . . shall be deemed guilty of a misdemeanor and shall be punished by a fine not exceeding $100 or by imprisonment for not more than thirty days, or both, in the discretion of the court.US CODE CITATION 4USC3 Seth Butler has a beautiful slide show demonstrating each element of the federal law with a photograph . You’ll find a lot of examples of disrespect for the flag at The Betsy Ross Homepage Wall of Shame. Are flags on T-shirts, ties, etc., really flags? Yes. According to the Flag Code, a flag is anything “by which the average person seeing the same without deliberation may believe the same to represent the flag.” The words “flag, standard, colors, or ensign”, as used herein, shall include any flag, standard, colors, ensign, or any picture or representation of either, or of any part or parts of either, made of any substance or represented on any substance, of any size evidently purporting to be either of said flag, standard, colors, or ensign of the United States of America or a picture or a representation of either, upon which shall be shown the colors, the stars and the stripes, in any number of either thereof, or of any part or parts of either, by which the average person seeing the same without deliberation may believe the same to represent the flag, colors, standard, or ensign of the United States of America. NOTE This is part of a larger work in progress. I appreciate all input regarding using the American Flag as art, cards, and tee shirts designs in light of the above U.S. Code. I look forward to reading your responses.

• Thanks for making me a featured member "America- rural, urban, wild and free-Expressions of Artists
  by Jean Hildebrant

  I didn’t even know I was a featured member! What a pleasant surprise! Thank you so much, America-rural, urban, wild and free-Expressions …

  I didn’t even know I was a featured member! What a pleasant surprise! Thank you so much, America-rural, urban, wild and free-Expressions of Artists group moderators! (Wow that is one long title ,lol!) I count it a privilege and honor!

• A "Gift" that touched my heart in ways that NO words can express!!
  by TrEaSuReDiMaGeS

  This was written and sent to me Christmas morning from our eldest son Danny, who couldn’t be home for Christmas this year, and when I rea…

  This was written and sent to me Christmas morning from our eldest son Danny, who couldn’t be home for Christmas this year, and when I read this the flood gates opened and there are no words to describe the LOVE I have for our children….... I love you with all my heart too son!! :-) I’m privledged to be your mom!!!! “The Thought That Counts” / You have always been there whenever you were needed, from a simple talk, motherly advice, or just a shoulder to cry on. All of the long talks on the patio, Christmas where I never went without, trips to baseball practice, and years of great parenting didn’t go without notice. I couldn’t think of a gift that could express or repay all the wonderful things you have done over the years so I thought I would give you “The Thought That Counts”. / You always had the answers for every problem I had or showed me how to get out of the trouble that was never too hard to get into, spoiled me every Christmas with more gifts than I knew what to do with or deserved, and love all year long. You also provided me with the knowledge of what a good wife, mom, and woman should be like. No one could or will ever take your place but thank you for being that example of what I need to look for so that I would make the right decision. / This Christmas is a little different with work and all the other things in life that get in the way but just remember… “It’s the Thought That Counts” The thoughts of the love that we have for one another, the memories of the past, the things that you have done for me and taught me to make my future better, and the memories that we are going to make together tomorrow. Today is just another day but it’s the thoughts that last forever. / I’m sorry that I can’t be there today but I just want you to know that just because this Christmas isn’t the usual that we’re used to doesn’t mean I have forgotten all the ones in the past. Thank you mom for all those wonderful memories and gifts from the past, but most of all thank you for the ones that made me what I am today. The ones that you can’t buy or wrap but that come from the love of a wonderful mother, I love you mom. Have a very Merry Christmas /

• Paint on through..
  by Leith O'Malley

  _Here is the full text which I scratched into the background of the painting…

  Here is the full text which I scratched into the background of the painting featured here at Red Bubble titled “Talking to the Muses about Art”. / These are my own words and thoughts.. a tone poem if you will.. Paint on regardless. / Paint on through expression & meaning. Paint on through metaphor and symbolism. Paint on through elaboration & simplicity. Paint on through caffeine & turpentine. Paint on through the early hours. Paint on through imagination & mystery. Paint on through inspiration & interpretation. / Paint on through self doubt & apprehension. Paint on through solitude & crowded thought. Paint on through fashion & trend. Paint on through stumbling blocks & open doors. Paint on through dishonesty & distraction. Paint on through routine & boredom. Paint on through broken charcoal & broken spirit. / Just paint on. Paint on through broken rules & pushing boundries. Paint on through textured passage & scratched thought. Paint on through form versus content. Paint on through figuration & landscape. Paint on through reality & exageration. / Paint on through infatuation & interpretation . Paint on through motivation & passion. Paint on through responsibility & deadline. Paint on through key & contrast . / Paint on, Paint on, Paint on. Paint on through expectation & surprise. Paint on through 3AM & exhaustion . Paint on through exhilaration & dissapointment . Paint on through misunderstanding & enlightenment. Paint on through stereotype & label . Paint on through collage & memory. Paint on through spontaneity & laboured thought . / Paint on through ignorance & envy. Paint on through music & silence. Paint on through the sound of brushwork & the smell of linseed oil . Paint on through circus, canvas & colour . Paint on through age & beauty. Paint on through influence & originality. Paint on through Modigliani & Miles. / Paint on through blank canvas & empty palette. / Paint on through exhibition & inhibition. / Just paint on. -Leith O’Malley

• Thanks for appreciation my art works.
  by delabarra

  This my first time in sales print.

  This my first time in sales print.

• FEATURED
  by GittiArt

  Thank you very much Marilyn Brown and Benjamin Ruskin for featuring my work THE ROUND PARADISE 4 in the LIFE SESSION EXPRESSIONS group . ...

  Thank you very much Marilyn Brown and Benjamin Ruskin for featuring my work THE ROUND PARADISE 4 in the LIFE SESSION EXPRESSIONS group . I’m so glad , it’s wonderful and very much appreciated ! CHEERS, / Brigitte:-)

• Yippee.......( and other suitable expressions!)
  by Colin Hollywood

  A day after I reach 10k views and I make my first sale!... / Many thanks to the person who bought a laminated print of my image “Reflectio…

  A day after I reach 10k views and I make my first sale!... / Many thanks to the person who bought a laminated print of my image “Reflections in Alloy”. / The cloud of despondency has lifted instantly!! ;-) Onwards and upwards!..... :-)

• Artistic Expressions - -An International Collection of Art
  by 1stAngel

  Artistic Expressions – -An International Collection of Art / Press Release from 1stangel.co.uk On the 1st of June 2008 a new book wil…

  Artistic Expressions – -An International Collection of Art / Press Release from 1stangel.co.uk On the 1st of June 2008 a new book will be on sale in the marketplace. ‘Artistic Expressions’ is the first book from the celebrated series ‘1stAngel Interviews’ and contains art and photographs from new talent. The artists include, multiple award winner Edward Kinnally and Zeitgeist Gallery exhibitor tonyp. Artists and Photographers in the book are The Blue Queen / Peter M Ridge / Rich Collins Photography / KCDesigns / Priscilla Turner / Aloramyst / Baiko / Art By Kinnally / Cathy Jones / Ink & Brush Creations / Sarah Lynch / Margarita Clewitt / tonyp / Elizabeth Edwards The book has been printed by Blurb (www.blurb.com) and can be found online at http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/256861 EDITORS NOTES 1stAngel Site (www.1stangel.co.uk) opened in February 2008 and is owned by Elizabeth Edwards. It is fast becoming well known in the art world for its excellence and content. Interviews from many artists, authors and photographers have already been placed on the website, with new interviews appearing weekly. With news about art, literature and photography on a front site, and a growing community forum with diverse content attached to the site, Elizabeth continues to expand the opportunities for artists in many fields. She plans on bringing out a series of tutorial videos and books later in the year, with a series of photographic and other art books following on from her interviews. Contact Elizabeth Edwards at press@1stangel.co.uk / http://1stangel.co.uk

• The insight to Candid
  by Heather Loster

  I am sure some, or most of you would like to know a little more about me, so I thought I would give you all a little insight to understan…

  I am sure some, or most of you would like to know a little more about me, so I thought I would give you all a little insight to understanding me! / So here goes, / I was born in a small town about 26 years ago…..... / Sorry, just kidding with that! / Seriously though, I love photgraphy and poetry. They are my two biggest passions, after my hubby of course! / I started writing poetry when I was only 12. All of my writing, to start, was very dark and sad. I quarentee if I posted my earlier writing it will bring a tear to your eye, if it doesn’t make you ball your eyes out. / I have been told that I can be closely related to Edgar Alan Poe, occasionally Robert Frost, and sometimes even Emily Dickinson. That is cool to me because they are actually my favorite 3 poets. / Recently, I found out how to write more passionately. More about love without death in it. / Since I started writing, I was told to write about what I know. most 12 year old in my class wrote about family, toys, games, occasionally love, pretty much children stuff. / I shocked my teacher when I wrote a tearful poem about a girl in World War 2 who was taken to a camp far from her family. / I shortly began writing about death and suicide and anything that pretty much was horrifying to those protected by a plastic bubble. (Though we are all safe on this bubble, we all express our true selves within this bubble. That’s why you all rock here!) / So if I post anything that may seem dark or scary, it is not my state of mind but just what I grew up around. More recenlty it has been love. So you should be safe for a while, at least until I find my earlier writing! When I was about 8 or 9, I was given a camera and asked to take a few shots of the family. It was an instant addiction! / I went to Vancouver, B.C. when I was 15, and learned how to snap shots that were absolutely postcard perfect! (Although here, you don’t see it as much because I do not get around to all of those places. Someday soon, I will be posting my younger years photos for you all to see!) / I was told so many times how beautiful my photgraphs were. So it was almost better than writing about death because I was capturing life for everyone to see. And when people had seen my photos, they did not cry. That was gratifying for me. I have always believed in expressing your true self wether it is in photos or words. If you feel bad, grab a camera and go for a walk. If you feel happy in love, grab a notepad and begin writing. (Although I did it slightly backwards!) If I make you feel joy or arousal from my writing, then that is awesome. If I make you feel sorrow or anger from my writing, well then again I did what I was trying to do. / If my photos scare you or make you laugh or be in total awe, then I am doing something right. If my photos make you think I can do better and am not doing what you think I can do, well then let me know. I can take the criticism! I also would like to let you know that with my writing, it is not always the way I truely feel when I post it. Some, yes, but pertaining to anything I write about death or pain or betrayal, it is just something that I knew best as a child and as a teen. Now, I only know what it is like to be surrounded by love. (I just like my dark poetry because it was the best writing I ever produced!) / I hope this helps anyone who may have had questions about my personality.

• be good at it
  by sunset

  This is an article in progress about ‘how to be good at it’. ‘What do you mean?’ says your brain. Well, today’s topic is photoshop….

  This is an article in progress about ‘how to be good at it’. ‘What do you mean?’ says your brain. Well, today’s topic is photoshop. (PS) If you’re going to use a PS feature, be good at it. Hmmm. ‘Is that a swipe? How do I know?’ Brain asks. ‘What is good?” Good question. Chances are, if you are new to it, you will use every filter available. Create every extreme possible. Solarize! Invert! Layers! Oh mi god-finally I can stretch out my body and be taller than everyone! Shazam! Not that anyone will notice. Ahem. Except the friends who know you. And people who’ve used photoshop for awhile. Now. That is not a swipe. That is just an awareness (though I’ve heard many express this opinion as a swipe): when peoplea re new to PS, they tend to over do it a bit. Now, having said that, I reckon (and I will say this a lot) that the only way to be good at it is to play. PLAY! have fun. Does it matter other people are more experienced? So your mum and dad learnt to walk before you-they didn’t mind teaching you. They loved it. They just got to practice earlier in history. Once you were up and running, you could do it better. For awhile. Then you learnt to pace yourself. And now you’re sitting in front of a computer. Probably just like them. It’s evolution. So anyways. Like the kid with a new toy, you love it more than anyone. Because it’s new to you. And they have played with it before. So they let you be. Every now and then, they get excited for you too, and say Yes! walk… (hang on, have I made this point?) Anyhow. You learn a lot from the balance of being left to have a go yourself, and been shown how. People walked around you, it was expected you’d learn to walk yourself eventually. Did the people around you say, step, step step. At the beginning, yes. At the beginning, hands were held, arms reached out. (then no one tells you how to walk-you just do it) Alright already with the metaphors! So what are the steps? Well. that above objective was clear. Stand, walk. Know which direction you wanted to take. Head towards it. Same with photoshop. To go from toddler, to proud walker, I advise the following- Ask yourself: what is the point? Do I want to make my 5yold look like a solarized tripper? What am I trying to say about this 5yo? Does he take drugs already? Do you see a future in it for them? Does he make me see the world differently? (of course! I get it now! It was my interpretation that let me down!) Do you want the image to be about colour and pattern etc. Question 2: am I doing this to make the photo look better-because it’s not very interesting now. Aha! if you answered yes-therein lies the problem. If you think the photo is a bit ordinary…chances are, a bit of wild funky will jazz it up! Hmm. Ok. Sure it will. Also, if you have to explain why (and I mean, there is a difference between subtle and self explanatory and just…) the message may not be clear. This is a big lesson to be learnt about making an image interesting. I learnt it from a photographer friend- there doesn’t need to be weird angles (and wild PS) to make an image interesting. It can be part of it. Remember not to RELY on it. An interesting photo tells a story, reveals something, shows emotion, colour, light, texture, life, joy, sadness, personal, external…unlimited things. It does. It’s true, what one person loves, another may be apathetic. As this experience if for you, expresses you, etc etc, remember, this ‘l-earn’ing is for you…so keep this is mind and as long as you’re satisfied, I will share this for your benefit. cheers / Sam

• Photoshop for my mum. Lesson Three: subject, consent and comfortable
  by sunset

  I mentioned in the goals of natural portraits, you should have good light, good angles and a good subject. What is a good subject? / ...

  I mentioned in the goals of natural portraits, you should have good light, good angles and a good subject. What is a good subject? Very SUBJECTive! I suggest begining photographing (and living life by doing) what you love. In my case, it’s people. Esp the little people. I like hanging out, I like their naturalness and they usually like their own image too. Unlike adults, who often don’t like themselves, they always like their children, indiscriminantly. If only we loved ourselves like children! Enuf said. Little children have a variety of expression. They are pre ‘smile’-trained. Even from around 2, they can begin doing ‘CHEEESSSSE’ and it all goes awry. The key is, to hang out, let them play and let them be comfortable just snapping away without expectation. Using digital media is ideal- no cost involved, just a big memory card needed! You need to increase the amount of photo’s you take. In general, if you want to improve your photos, take more. The more you do it, look at your results, discuss them, the more you see, the more you get. Like anything. So with little kids, you want to follow them doing what they do, with good natural light. To get a good angle, I usually sit or lie on the floor with them. Photo’s from ‘adult’ height don’t usually work for me, because you don’t get the same amount of respect conveyed. Get? Sorry, give (respect). Besides, if they are engaging in their activity, they are looking down. Another tip, open the lens a bit, so if they move, and you click, you can still catch them. (That means, have more image in the picture). Also, by doing this, you can take you eye away from behind the camera to keep talking to the small fry. They prefer YOUR attention, to the camera. Another good fun thing to do, is to still be playing with them or get the to be engaging with their sibling. Eg, I got the kids to go to outside, and we were playing chasings. That was quite fun, running with a camera. Keeping a very small one who thought me chasing them away from the road was the funny part for her-remember safety is number one at all times! It does add to the job description-so do try to make it easy for yourself; bear in mind age vs responsibility. (You know this!) The other thing with photographing kids is consent. Parents are the ones who need to be asked, and usually love it if you take their chidren’s photos. Parents are very wary of what happens with the end result though, with good cause. ( My naivity changed after talking to Michelle-I guess once you’ve worked in a prison, you have a different POV) So I generally take photos above the waist of nudie kids, even if the parent doesn’t mind, or get them strategically modest. If you are using film, you don’t know what happens to the photos while out of your sight and if digitally online, who knows what happens. It’s sad, and disappointing because it takes the innocence away. I’ve taken so many gorgeous photos that I’d love to share, but don’t want to taint the positivity. The other thing is, parents own the copyright to the children’s photo, so it’s not legal to use their kids image. Not sure how it works exactly. Not something you (mum) need to worry about-but other people may have more knowledge on that subject. It’s a pretty personal topic. Getting back to it, taking photo’s for the happy snapper grandmother…on a then and there issue-subject should be comfortable. As a 2yo isn’t usually concerned with the above, but more, being warm, fed and happy. Recap-give them something to play with or do, make it less about ‘performing’ and posing, look at them as much as possible, so you don’t disappear behind the camera. Again-PS tips?! Watch for miscellaneous background objects. If they appear, after being more focused on the subject, blur them, rubber stamp them, or change the colour. More on that next lesson!

• I GOT TO GET OFF HERE, BEFORE MY WIFE KILLS MY NEW GIRLFRIEND!
  by DarrellMoseley

  THIS IS FOR THE GROUP, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. MY WIFE IS GETTING A LITTLE JEALOUS. I MUST GO FOR NOW, BUT I WILL BE BACK AS SOON AS I CAN!

  THIS IS FOR THE GROUP, I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. MY WIFE IS GETTING A LITTLE JEALOUS. I MUST GO FOR NOW, BUT I WILL BE BACK AS SOON AS I CAN!

• Why I left IPA
  by Miron Abramovici

  I was very proud when I was accepted by IPA (after a long wait), but now I have decided to leave that group. The reasons can be seen from…

  I was very proud when I was accepted by IPA (after a long wait), but now I have decided to leave that group. The reasons can be seen from this item I posted in the group forum titled “Dignified silence” —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— We all got this BM from Trevor: “The group’s hosts have been very concerned about events over the last few days and about some of the things being said by a select portion of the Red Bubble community, most of which has been both uncharitable to the hosts and a gross distortion of the truth. Two members of the group were removed for deliberate rule breaking and trolling in the group forums. The group hosts collectively believe that our recent decisions have been totally justified, and as such, we make no apologies for our actions. However, being mindful of the greater interests of the membership, we have thus far elected to adopt a dignified silence, rather than get involved in pointless squabble’s with individuals who frankly only seem to have their own selfish interests at heart. Instead, we prefer to make our actions speak for us and have decided to do our best to turn over complete control of the IPA to its members in an orderly and dignified fashion.” —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-— / How do we the members have “complete control” when the hosts do not even bother to justify the removal of two members, which is quite an unsual event? What specific rules have they broken? What worries me is that the same “dignified silence” was the “answer” to my question “How and why do topics disappear?” in which I was looking for an explanation on why a topic on “freedom of expresssion” was completely removed? I was never told what specific rules were broken there either. I guess I should no longer worry about things like this since now we the members have “complete control”. I grew up in a communist country and this story brings back a lot of bad memories of people were sent to prison for any criticism of the leaders. There we the people also had “complete control”… —-—-—-— end of posted item —-—-—-—-—— / This item got no answer either – and the sound of “dignified silence” became too loud for me to bear…

• Business as usual?
  by BySilent

  Our society has the technology to merge the waves of air and water into the synergistic hybrid of Wind/Wave Turbine Farms. To use the tw…

  Our society has the technology to merge the waves of air and water into the synergistic hybrid of Wind/Wave Turbine Farms. To use the two natural renewable and constant forces of nature would help keep the costs of energy low as well as constant without adding to the ever increasing greenhouse effects that is leading to global warming. The merging of these two forces do not run out if you think “what happens when there is no wind?” Anyone that has been to ocean beaches can attest come rain or shine; clear or cloudy skies they are constant the ocean waves don’t stop nor does the wind cease. How much power can be generated by Wind/Wave Farms built instead of drilling for a finite and diminishing source of energy? President Bush who is a traditional “oil” man and his proxy from Arizona want to drill for fossil fuels which the experts have stated won’t begin to produce any crude for 5-10 years and there is no guarantee that many of those leased areas will have any oil at all. Though President Bush has signed an order countermanding his father’s executive order still needs Congress to actually make it a reality. It is time for the lawmakers to make it an incentive for a set percentage of those lands be made into Wind/Wave Farms. The source of the energy is not finite nor is it diminishing plus the farms can come online in less than 5 years. Where drilling is expensive and even with the current technologies is still not a guarantee of finding fossil fuels, the waves and the wind are constant 24 hours a day year round. When you go to the voting booth in November keep in mind sustainable energy solutions are not grounded in fossil fuels. Those that advocate that drilling for oil is the answer to our energy woes probably have had their campaign coffers lined with the money of “Big Oil”. Here is something to think about when you go to the polls: / / “In a 1998 interview, Osama bin Laden – the terrorist organizer of 9/11 who still roams free – listed as one of his many grievances against the U.S. that Americans “have stolen $36 trillion from Muslims” by purchasing oil from Persian Gulf countries at low prices. The real price of a barrel of oil should be $144, bin Laden demanded.” / http://thinkprogress.org/2008/07/05/bin-laden-144-oil/ The quote below is from the testimony of Anne Korin on May 22, 2008 to the House Committee on Foreign Affairs “Mr. Chairman, Members of the Committee, about ten years ago, Osama bin Laden stated that his target price for oil is $144 a barrel and that the American people, who allegedly robbed the Muslim people of their oil, owe each Muslim man, woman, and child $30,000 in back payments. At the time, $144 a barrel seemed farfetched to most. Today, bin Laden is a mere $20 a barrel short of his target and there is little doubt it will be attained. I would like to impress upon this Committee that $144 a barrel oil will be perceived as a victory for the Jihadist movement and a reaffirmation that the economic warfare component of its campaign against the West is a resounding success. There is no need to elaborate on the implications of such a victory in terms of loss of U.S. prestige and our ability to prevail in the Long War of the 21st century. It is therefore imperative that the U.S. Congress do its utmost to forestall such a setback.” Do you want the same people running the government that has fumbled the ball since 2001, be they Democrat or Republican? If our elected representatives continue to support a policy tethering us to the failed policies of “Big Oil” are they really representing America’s best interests when they continue to support the status quo. Original: 28”h x 32”w x 1.75”d, inks on plexiglass. Contact the artist for any information, pricing or shipping details. View the image that goes with this journal

• Expressions - A Short Story Anthology
  by Alison Pearce

  Expressions is my self-published anthology of some of the short stories I have written; includi…

  Expressions is my self-published anthology of some of the short stories I have written; including published and unpublished works. It is a mixed genre showbag of some of my early stories and includes everything from sci-fi to contemporary pieces.

• Long time ago... i use to draw...
  by webgrrl

  I use to draw a lot.. / and write.. / Even in primary school, i would make just simple xmas or bday cards and sell them for like 5-20cents….

  I use to draw a lot.. / and write.. / Even in primary school, i would make just simple xmas or bday cards and sell them for like 5-20cents.. My sis and i would also make ‘posters’ and sell them. They would be drawings of pretty girls, or a ‘love story’ type drawing, or sometimes manga type (except i didnt know they were called manga/anime).. / I kept drawing girls/women.. twas what i enjoy most – until they all started looking the same (i use to get copy photos from magazines etc).. Then i had my first child..n got married..and the drawing and writing stopped. Then marriage didnt work out… the drawing and writing started again… then i met my next partner.. yah, you guessed it… + i had 3 more kids The next time i was to become a single again..my tools of creativity outlet was the computer and the internet.. i havent stopped being creative since then… / i havent had a partner either… Self love is much more rewarding :) Have you checked in with yourself lately? Two pieces of my drawings from 1987 / Scanned

• The Fantasy Group is looking for you
  by BySilent

  If your art or stories are based on the lore of dragons, fairy legends, alien worlds, landscapes from other realms, or if your work is in…

  If your art or stories are based on the lore of dragons, fairy legends, alien worlds, landscapes from other realms, or if your work is in honor of the heroes and heroines of mythological worlds or other sources then the Fantasy Group would love to have your creativity displayed and viewed. Fantasy Group

• ATTENTION: I HAD BEEN CENSORED BY THE "BEGINNER'S EXPRESSIONS" GROUP!
  by PHILLIPEDOAN

  To whom this may concern: I HAD BEEN CENSORED BY THE “BEGINNER’S EXPRESSIONS” GROUP! I am angry as I am writing these words. A couple of …

  To whom this may concern: I HAD BEEN CENSORED BY THE “BEGINNER’S EXPRESSIONS” GROUP! I am angry as I am writing these words. A couple of days past I joined the “Beginner’s Expressions” group. At first, my three pieces of politikal shit weren’t accepted. So both artists by the names of “Moonlight1” and the (I suppose) preceding owner/moderator (whose name isn’t important nor relevant) wrote to me and apologized for presumably their “mistakes” with “accidentally” NOT accepting my politikal shit. So I re-submitted newer images. Again, my shit were REJECTED for the second time. I proceeded to emailing “Moonlight1” and asked for an explanation. THEN I GOT A RESPONSE BACK FROM SOME INDIVIDUAL WHOSE NAME IS “Pilgrim”-s/he wrote the following censorial bullshit of an email… / --—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- / Phillipe Moonlight has asked that you not submit your political work to the groups she moderates “Beginner’s Expressions”, “Human and Nature” and “Passions”. We give the volunteers who moderate the groups a great deal of freedom about what work they feature as they are not compensated in anyway for their moderation. Please respect her views. We are also pretty tolerant of different political art at RedBubble and I think you are finding other groups that are very open to your work (if not let me know). Thank you for being a part of RedBubble Very best Martin / (cofounder) / —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-- I cannot believe these “artists” whose actions CONTRADICT their philosophy of their version of “TOLERANCE” of different “politikal views.” But the way I see this censorial bushit is this: I AIN’T JOINING A GROUP WHERE I AIN’T WELCOMED. Simple as that. IF THIS ISN’T CENSORSHIP, THEN PERHAPS I AM “SEMANTICALLY CHALLENGED” AS TO THE REAL MEANING OF “CENSORSHIP” AS I UNDERSTOOD IT TO BE. Whatever is clever with me. I ain’t wasting my time with aesthetik fascists like these fukkin’ haterz. Pissed-off, Phillipe

• Creativity!!
  by Marilyn Brown

  Recently I have realised what a gift creativity is!! / I live in a house where creativity abounds in different ways. My husband creates in…

  Recently I have realised what a gift creativity is!! / I live in a house where creativity abounds in different ways. My husband creates in the kitchen, his mind is always discovering new reciepes and changing others to create masterpieces for our tongues!!!! His audience is always left wanting more!! / My daughter who is doing her HSC at the moment creates using words. She is a great writer and often surprises me with her sense of humor. She is producing three major works, one for history, one for extension 2 english and another for visual arts. Her concept is visual arts is intriging because she draws from ancient history, the theme is Pandora’s Box. She is working in clay and if I do say so myself it’s looking fantastic! / My son who has just started high school this year has creativity that hasn’t taken a solid form as yet, though his skill in music and art is obvious. / This means that there is always someone in our house creating something at any one time! / I think that when you are looking to create something, whatever it is, you are also keeping your mind open to new experiences, new ideas, and in doing so become more tolerant of the world around you. You are guarded from falling into a complacent rut with rigid ideas and no room for individuality or expression. / We are a happy bunch of people and joining red bubble has extended this bunch around Australia and the world. Oh by the way, my spelling can be a bit creative at times and for this I apoligize.

• We Can Only Change The World By Changing IT..... Express yourself...
  by Crokus Label

  Well, here is my very first t-shirt… We Can Only Change The World By Changing IT, When do we start?...

  Well, here is my very first t-shirt… We Can Only Change The World By Changing IT, When do we start? / So perhaps we can Start NOW… ;) One action at a time…. it is all that is needed to make a change… Thank you to all for your kindness, and your beautiful words, as well as works… :) Much Freedom, Peace, Love, Light, Respect and Honor.