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• Sydney Group: Melbourne Challenges You!
  by Jo O'Brien

  Yes Sydney group – we’re talking to you. / / / I heard from a little birdy…

  Yes Sydney group – we’re talking to you. / / / I heard from a little birdy that you are very confident that Manly will beat Melbourne Storm at the rugby this Sunday. Well, we think you’re wrong. Melbourne is vastly awesomer at rugby and probably even has spunkier players. (not that I’ve ever watched a game) But since you are so convinced, we challenge you to a friendly group wager The group who’s team wins the rugby, can kidnap a group host from the losing side for 2 weeks and make them do all sorts of hosting chores. You could make them run challenges about how great your city is, or make them organise a meet up from another state, or make them responsible for doing 100% of the featuring, or make them blog in the forums every. single. day. Yes, you will have a slave host to serve your group while you sip martinis and read Australian Womens’ Weekly. and… To make this a serious wager – the winning group can also send one of their hosts to invade the losing side and make sure the loss is sorely felt! So, feeling confident still? Do we have a deal? it’s entirely possible that almost every detail in this post is made up, and that we talked about this yesterday, but the wager still stands!

• Show me yours, and I'll show you mine!
  by Rhana Griffin

  Oh get your heads above your navels people! =)) This is an idea that I have stolen (with complete permission of course) from “Cathleen…

  Oh get your heads above your navels people! =)) This is an idea that I have stolen (with complete permission of course) from Cathleen Tarawhiti. It goes like this… You show me your favourite five images of mine, and I will go riffling through your drawers (like the complete stalker that I am) and post my favourite five images of yours. I promise I’ll try not to leave a mess at your place ;) Its a quid pro quo kinda thing but without Hannibal Lector… although I do have a nice Chianti in the fridge if anyone is interested ;) First in first served… I’m off to pick up my boys from school, back soon! PLEASE NOTE – anyone should feel free to play… except Paul Louis Villani because I love every single thing he posts and will find it impossible to choose five… I may end up having a brain embolism

• Garbage
  by craig scutt

  The garbage truck appears. Tim’s eyes flare. The truck is bright green, Repco Domestic painted on both sides. Two tiny men sit in the cab…

  The garbage truck appears. Tim’s eyes flare. The truck is bright green, Repco Domestic painted on both sides. Two tiny men sit in the cab talking about the weather. Tim rubs his tiny hands. Today the bastards are in for a fright. Eight stories up, high enough to see forever and close enough to call his mates on the ground. The truck turns right into the entrance, disappears behind the first block of flats. In two minutes it will be here. Tim jumps onto the walkway wall. Propped on his elbows he leans over. At ground level Toby and Mike are playing penalty shoot-out. Mike reckons he’s good enough to play soccer for Brazil. Toby’s in goal, he shifts his feet trying to be tricky. Mike’s already scored four times. Five means Toby has to call him ‘master’ for the rest of the day. Tim’s shout is a loud falsetto. “They’re coming, hurry up.” As Toby starts for the stairwell Mike shoots at the goal chalked onto the brickwork. “You have to call me master,” he says running up the stairs after Toby, “I scored so you have to be my slave.” Another day Toby would have turned around and lamped Mike as he rounded the next bend of the stairwell. He doesn’t take shit from anyone, especially no four-eyed weakling. But he knows that to reach the top in time they both have to keep running. He can sort out Mike later. They reach the eighth floor out of breath. Tim is gone. Toby curses whoever broke the lift and they push up the next twelve flights gasping, speechless. They summit the block wondering if ten year olds can die of a heart attack. Tim hangs over the walkway watching the garbage truck reversing into position. “Didn’t think you fat boys would make it,” he says. “Good job we prepared.” Three old bricks lie dormant on the concrete floor. Above the bricks a metal square is bolted into the wall in the centre of the stairwell. Pull the handle on the metal square and it opens like a post box. This is the garbage chute. Every landing on each block of flats has a garbage chute into which residents post parcels of domestic debris, unwanted cats, drug paraphernalia, and the like. When they were younger the boys took great pride stuffing trash into the chute. They would stand hunched over like old men, straining to hear the rubbish echoing it’s descent before crashing into the giant repository far below. The boys have never been interested in the giant repository, that huge metal dustbin squatting with it’s mouth wide open at the bottom of the chute. But they are interested in scaring the shit out of the bin men who come to empty it. Tim waits for the garbage truck to finish manoeuvring. He wishes he could have his own flat up here on the top floor. Where the air is wider and it’s easier to breathe. Where the bigger boys don’t hassle you because they’re too lazy to climb the hard cold stairs. Where the view across jaundiced suburbia makes you feel like you own the world. A place where he can come on bad days to get away from Mum. Where he can smoke the cigarettes he steals off her, silently wishing he had the strength to drag her up with him, kicking and screaming all the way, before shoving her over the edge, watching her fall kicking and screaming all the way down. A place where his child’s thoughts of merciless revenge can be real and nobody gets hurt. The garbage truck rolls back until only the front of the cab is visible. Tim smiles. “They’re in,” he says. + + + Ian jumps out the cab. Today is a good day, a special day. He made love to his wife three times last night. They haven’t done that in ages. Years probably. He laughs to himself, remembering. Metal arms project out the rear of the truck embracing the giant bin as if it were a long lost lover. “Hang on Macca,” says Ian, “it’s blocked.” Macca chews the skin off his lips and waits. He spends his life waiting. Driving a garbage truck for a living is not what he ought to be doing. But do it long enough and you’re not fit to do anything else. He grinds his jaw and his lip starts to bleed. Ian climbs over the lip into the giant bin. He keeps meaning to tell someone that the chute goes down too far into the bin. It needs to be a few feet higher. Then they wouldn’t have any problem with blockage. It’s not major. It’s not like solving this problem would stop kids starving in Nigeria. In fact probably the only people whose lives would be made easier from having a less intrusive garbage chute would be his and Macca’s. But if it’s such a simple thing to fix, if it’s so easy to put right, then surely it deserves to be sorted out? Ian whistles his wife’s favourite song. He supports himself by holding onto the edge of the chute with his left hand while scooping out the rubbish with his right. He spreads it neatly toward the edges of the bin. He knows there is something intensely satisfying about watching refuse tumbling out the funnel. Ian grins as he realises that what he is actually doing is relieving a blockage. That’s a good one. He has to tell Macca. That’ll put a smile on the miserable bastard’s face. Ian hears the sound coming down the chute like a kind of roar. His ears are filled with it and even as he looks up he knows he should be diving away. The first brick crushes his arm. It’s force draws him down and forward. Now his head has become a bullseye. The second brick nails it’s target. Bradley guns the truck’s engine. “Listen you bugger I didn’t come here for a fucking picnic,” he says leaning back out the window. But as he speaks he feels the air change and the tiny hairs rise up on the back of his neck. Later he will say he just knew something awful had happened, he just knew. That it was like an invisible force made him get out the cab to check if Ian was all right. + + + “Did you hear that?” says Mike, “Sounded like a man. Do you think we hit them?” “Shut up,” says Toby straining his neck like a tortoise so he can hear his own brick plummeting. It ricochets against the metal pipe once, twice, the reverberations chasing each other in the darkness. A dull wet thud announces the journey is concluded. Something strange happens. Silently, a noose of despair threads itself up the chute and fastens around the necks of Toby and Mike. Something terrifying is happening. They know it but they can’t explain it. “Let’s get out of here,” says Toby. “Yeah,” says Mike, “If we get caught I’m dead.” Tim picks up his brick. “Piss off you two,” he says. He hasn’t felt the noose yet. “It was my idea so I’m chucking my brick.” Toby holds open the chute. “Chocks away fuckers,” shrills Tim tipping his brick into the black. Mike starts giggling, then Toby, then Tim. Adrenalin is produced. Their arms and legs turn to jelly. Mike says he feels faint. Their mouths become sand dunes drifting in the desert. Tim’s pupils dilate and lurch in their sockets as his mouth spews laughter. Down the landing a door clicks open. Short-sighted Mrs O’ Driscoll steps out in her old pink robe. She squints menacingly towards the sound. The boys freeze, blink like rabbits, and run flinging their elastic bodies down the stairs to reach the safety of their own floors, their own homes. Like three separate armies that have been routed. Only Tim’s house is not a refuge. He slams his bedroom door shut as the neighbours’ gossiping voices crack like whips against the windows. A moment ago he was a young boy mucking around. Now he knows he is something else. Outside a commotion is rising up out of nowhere like a leviathan from the bottom of the sea. He can hear a man wailing. He can hear sirens in the distance. He knows one of them belongs to an ambulance. Another to a police car. He can feel his heart punching through his chest. How wonderful it would be to stand on the twentieth floor, watching the rapid lights rush between the yellow islands of suburbia. Tim is there now, watching as they weave through the scattered traffic, coming for him. His mother crashes through the door. Sees him curled on the bed. Her voice like a thousand shards of glass lacerating him. From the twentieth floor he hears her, feels her, but faraway. Up here he cannot drown in a river of his tears and her saliva.

• The wedding reception... .fun and games!!!
  by Hien Nguyen

  I don’t usually post this part of the wedding, but I thought I would, as it’s the fun bit! Most photographers want to go home after t…

  I don’t usually post this part of the wedding, but I thought I would, as it’s the fun bit! Most photographers want to go home after they’ve done their mock shots, but I always hang around and wait for the alcohol to sink in.. that’s what you get really good shots! All these shots are at F4 or F2.8, 1/80 and ISO4000 with a fill flash. Anyway, here are the funny ones (aside from the formal cake cutting, speeches, 1st dance etc) 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5 / 6 / 7 / 8 / 9 / 10 / 11 / 12 / 13 / 14 / 15 / 16 / 17 / 18 / 19 / 20 / 21 / 22 / 23 – air surfing / 24 / 25 / 26 – I do this a lot, hold the camera up high and shoot down. / 27 / 28 – huge / 29 / 30 / 31 – B&G / 32 / 33 / 34 / 35 / 36 / 37 / 38 / 39 / 40 – air guitar / 41 – that’s me, doing something i have nfi ! (one of the guests took the shot) / 42 / 43 – the haka / 44 / 45 / 46 / 47 / 48 / 49 / 50 /

• NEW! Lighter Side of Dark computer game!!!
  by Shannon Rene' Justice

  Yup, that’s right. I DID say ‘Lighter Side of Dark’ computer game! Thanks to the AMAZINGLY talented Canadian (who happens to say ‘eh?’...

  Yup, that’s right. I DID say ‘Lighter Side of Dark’ computer game! Thanks to the AMAZINGLY talented Canadian (who happens to say ‘eh?’ after every other word might I add!) Mr. Randy Monteith, I now have a really nifty little computer game featuring 6 of my dark little charecters from the Lighter Side of Dark series!!! (the very same 6 who just so happen to be the stars of the first book….cool, huh?) If any of you would like to have this nifty little piece of pop-culture (okay, so it isn’t quite pop-culture yet, but dammit, give me time people!) just email me at gethahpi@hahpistuff.com and I will email the file back to you. It isn’t very big so no worries on your part!!! Here are some screen shots of the game…..Randy, of course, has the high score so far…..at least over at his place! ;) This game has become quite addicting to be honest. My husband and I keep trying to beat the other ones’ score…..and yes, I’m way ahead….(I’m such a geek!)

• Fa's Latest Happenings!!
  by frozenfa

  Hey everyone!! just wanna write a quick sorry notice!! i’ve been very inactive on RB for awhile eh? been inactive on Zazzle too.. eheh.. ...

  Hey everyone!! just wanna write a quick sorry notice!! i’ve been very inactive on RB for awhile eh? been inactive on Zazzle too.. eheh.. Sorry sorry.. n_n” am actually currently busy with my website, as you might have seen here ... It’s actually, sorta almost done.. just left a write up on Tim, since i do see a few people asking who’s Tim. hehe.. am also supposed to touch up the programming for the enquiry page.. and do 3 more banners.. and all must be done before 08.08.08…. YEAP!! Will officially launch my webbie on 08.08.08!!! Bwahahahaha…. You can call me a sucker for lucky number.. i can’t help it.. This is the year of the Rat, according to the lunar calendar, and yours truly, happens to be born exactly 12yrs ago, on the year of Rat.. XD the number 8 (ba) is known by the chinese as a lucky number as its pronunciation is similar to the word Fortune. fa in mandarin can mean richness.. AND guess what?! all my relatives and family calls me papa.. ehehe.. weird eh? my pet name was supposed to be fafa, but it somehow turns into papa.. so yea! i get uncles and grandaunties calling me papa… OO” papa… baba… fafa… O_o” And so i really hope to officially launch my webbie on the 8th Aug!! XD / oh shoot, that’s this friday… ARGH!!!! and can’t wait to finish my current project.. i just took up a short-deadline freelance proj, to create an interactive platform for a kiosk featuring Disney’s Wall.E!! i don’t know whether to smile or frown… i love being able to watch all the high res trailers and playing the games, but i hate actionscripting!!! OO” the project is due tomorrow, sorta.. i guess i’ll still be able to finish my webbie on time.. Oh, will take a videoclip of the platform later if possible and share with you guys!! =D Last and most importantly, so so sorry to everyone whose work i haven’t view or comment or fav!!! so so sorry.. i haven’t been able to come over to RB easily these days with this proj.. Hopefully i can be active online once again and catch up on everyone once this Wall-E proj is done and my webbie launched.. =D Hugs to everyone!! MISS YOU ALL!!! / fa

• 5 View Game
  by Deon de Waal

  With due respect to Cathleen (the originator of this game) I’m also going to jump on the bandwagon and start my own choose five thread. / ...

  With due respect to Cathleen (the originator of this game) I’m also going to jump on the bandwagon and start my own choose five thread. To take part you go through my portfolio and choose your 5 favourite pics out of my shots. / I will then in turn go through your portfolio and choose the five pics of yours that I like best. And the best of all is there is no winner…..... / :)

• and i'm back in the game!
  by Rella

  Firing up / And burning strong / Forcing my way / Getting along / Despite the trauma / Despite the wrong / My brain awakened / A clear new song ...

  Firing up / And burning strong / Forcing my way / Getting along / Despite the trauma / Despite the wrong / My brain awakened / A clear new song / Little pieces / Of a different future / Find each other / And bond together / Motivated more / Than the past 2 years saw / And getting excited / By the life I’m creating / For myself Details of my inspiration / at Rellacafa

• Drawing Day 08 - "the drawing game"
  by thickblackoutline

  My whole fam was over tonight. My niece (10) and i (31) ;) have this drawing game we play, and someone gives us 5-6 things to draw and w…

  My whole fam was over tonight. My niece (10) and i (31) ;) have this drawing game we play, and someone gives us 5-6 things to draw and we have to draw them usually my nephew pics the topics, and is the judge, but tonight my sister was picking the topics and my mum was the judge (until i gave her the sack!) lol We played 2 rounds: My niece ~ / Me ~ / No prizes guess who’s been teaching her to draw since she could pick up a pencil!! ;) btw, those hideous scores is why my mum got the sack ;)

• "Rapture in a Spin" featured.
  by Rosemary Scott

  How nice to wake this morning, log-on & discover that rapture in a spin...

  How nice to wake this morning, log-on & discover that rapture in a spin has been featured in the Beautiful Blur group Thanks so much to this fabulous group for recognising that blur can be good! My son is also very pleased to see that his photo is on a “special page”! :-))

• Playing games and Zazzling
  by georgiegirl

  I joined Zazzle!! Just so I could sell shoes and stuff too!! They have some cool stuff over there…

  I joined Zazzle!! Just so I could sell shoes and stuff too!! They have some cool stuff over there. Please be ignore my really basic banner… I’ve yet to create something groovy!! It’s on my to do list. Let me know what you think, whether it’s good news or not!! Given time, I’ll work it all out over there, but in the mean time, any hints, tips or anything else would be most appreciated!! Also on my to do list is adding new products and working out how to get noticed. I think I’ll only be adding things that RB don’t sell… like shoes!!! / I’m not in a rush… I’m quite happy with what’s there now, at least until I’ve got more time. At least I’ve got shoes now!! Even if they are only basic. / In the meantime, I’ve got lots and lots to do outside of the virtual world… you know, the usual suspects… work, tafe and family (and friends sometimes too!! although these days they’ve been a bit neglected apart from phone calls). How people fit in full time jobs that require travelling to and from work, I have no idea!! I’m a bit spoilt there (cos I work from home). One other thing I’ve been doing recently is Vector Pong with Helen McLean an awesome artist here in the bubbles. Between us, we’ve created a pretty cool Aussie picture. And it’s so much fun drawing with illustrator instead of using it for clothing patterns and other work related stuff. Go check it out, and while you’re there, check out what Jemimalovesbigted and Cheslgus have been creating!! See you all in the bubbles, / Have fun!!! / ;D / GG

• Tuna Tins For All!!!!
  by SoxyFleming

  Go here if you would like to be part of the “T…

  Go here if you would like to be part of the Tuna Tin story .....the real tuna tin is in England being given secret treatments which will eventually be revealed right here on RB. But everyone everywhere can play the Tuna Tin Game which PBworks has organised…..come on, join in the fun…let’s see what you can come up with!

• Le jeu du Tuna Tin - Tuna Tin Game -
  by pbworks

  “Le jeu du Tuna Tin” à l’origine une boîte de thon, bien sûr. / La première s’est égarée entre Paris et Bruxelles. / Une histoire d’affr…

  “Le jeu du Tuna Tin” à l’origine une boîte de thon, bien sûr. / La première s’est égarée entre Paris et Bruxelles. / Une histoire d’affranchissement sans doute. sans suite… / Et pourtant si ! / Une suite donnée par Soxy Fleming, qui a lancé une autre boite de thon, que j’ai attrapée au vol. Le jeu pouvait commencer. Un appel rapide et 6 joueurs. / Le jeu est clos. Peut-être peut-être pas… à suivre… on ne sait jamais ce qui peut arriver avec une boîte de thon. / Laissons la vivre sa vie de voyageuse jusqu’à sa dernière escale prévue… si elle décide de poursuivre son chemin ou bien de s’arrêter. Entre temps 2 demandes pour se joindre aux 6 joueurs initiaux. / Ce qui me donna cette idée : permettre à tous ceux qui suivent de près ou de loin, cette histoire de pouvoir prendre part à un jeu qui vient compléter le premier. J’ai pris 184 photos pendant que je m’amusais à travailler. / J’en sélectionnerai 100 maximum voire moins 50 ? / Pour l’instant un premier aperçu du jeu. Voici les règles : 1 – Chacun des participants choisit 2 numéros parmi ceux d’une liste. – 2 plutôt qu’un suivant les conseils d’ARTiculation – / Ce sont les numéros des photos prises dans l’ordre chronologique. / Ces photos ne sont pas visibles et le joueur accepte le hasard. 2 – Le joueur m’envoie le numéro par bubblemail. 3 – Par retour je lui envoie la photo – grand format – par email. 4 – A partir de cette photo tout est permis : Manipulations sous logiciel de dessin, impression, découpage, collages, photos… Réalisation en 2D ou en 3D – maquettes, objets, nouvelle boîte de thon avec tout matériaux… 5 – Le joueur s’engage à montrer son travail sur Redbubble sous la forme qu’il désire. 6 – Et si un sponsor un peu fou suit cette histoire, rien n’empêche d’imaginer que cela puisse être exposé ! ;-) Je me lance dans la traduction… / “The game of Tuna Tin” / / Originally a box of tuna, naturally. / The first one got lost between Paris and Brussels. / A story of postage doubtless. Without continuation … And nevertheless yes! / A continuation was given by Soxy Fleming, who launched the other one limps with tuna, whom I caught in the flight. The game could begin. A fast call and 6 players. / The first game is closed. Maybe maybe not… To be continued… We never know what can arrive with a Tuna tin. Let us it to live its traveler’s life until the last planned stopover if it decides to pursue its road either to stop. Meanwhile 2 asks to join 6 initial players. What gave me this idea: to allow all those who follow closely or by far, this story to be able to take part in a game which comes to complete the first one. I took 184 photos while I enjoyed working. / I shall select 100 maximum even less 50? / At the moment a first outline of the game. Here are rules: 1 – Each of the participants chooses Two numbers among a list. / They are the numbers of photos taken in the chronological order. / These photos are not visible and the player accepts the fate. 2 – The player sends me the number by bubblemail. 3 – By return I send him(her) the photo – big size – by email. 4 – From this photo everything is allowed: manipulations under software (photoshop), printing, division, collages, photos… / Realization in 2D or in 3D – models, objects, new box of tuna with all materials… 5 – The player makes a commitment to show his work on Redbubble under the shape which he wishes. 6 – And if a little bit crazy sponsor follows this story, nothing prevents from imagining that it can be exposed ! / to see the list of photos

• Tuna Tin Game - New List of photos (2)
  by pbworks

  It was 64 numbers… now 60… 001 – “XXX” – “XXX” – 008 - / 012 – 018 - / 022 – “XXX” – 025 – 026 - / “XXX” – 035 – 036 – 037 - / 041 – 046…

  It was 64 numbers… now 60… 001 – “XXX” – “XXX” – 008 - / 012 – 018 - / 022 – “XXX” – 025 – 026 - / “XXX” – 035 – 036 – 037 - / 041 – 046 – “XXX” – / “000” – 059 - / “000” – / 070 – 074 – “XXX” – / “XXX” - / “XXX” - / “XXX” – 106 – 107 – “XXX” - / “XXX” – 115 – 118 - / 121 – 123 – 125 – 127 – 129 - / 132 – 136 – 139 – / 141 – 142 – 146 – “XXX” - / 152 – 153 – 155 – 156 – “XXX” – 158 – 159 – / 160 – “XXX” – 162 – 163 – 164 – 165 – 166 – 167 – 168 – / “XXX” – “XXX” – 178 - / 181 - If you want to participate : see the rules : Tuna Tin Game / & give me your choice about the 2 photos directly to add “comment”.

• Games. Are they Art?
  by rawbun

  So… why am I here? / Sitting here, half watching ‘The French Democracy’, half typing this. / Strange you might think, watching machinama…

  So… why am I here? / Sitting here, half watching ‘The French Democracy’, half typing this. / Strange you might think, watching machinamas during class. / But it’s part of games, thus part of my course. Anyways.. Thats not my point of this entry. My point is to ask the following question. Do you consider games, machinamas, or compositions using game engines as a medium art? Can a game be viewed and critic like a film? hmmm.. personally I think it depends on the result, I mean some are pretty crap in my point of views. But when you think about some games such as Final Fantasy or Zelda – twillight princess , there are some vey beauiful scenes if it is captured. I think there is nothing wrong with art where we can interact (or live in).

• Feed the Hungry for FREE!
  by Andrew Hildebrand

  Ok every one…listen up… i have found this new website called www.freerice.com. This is an absalutly incredible site. It basically set…

  Ok every one…listen up… i have found this new website called www.freerice.com. This is an absalutly incredible site. It basically sets up a simple vocabulary game with a word and four multiple choice words and all you need to do is click the word that works best, simple enough, right. The greatest part is that with every answer you get right 20 grains of rice are given to the United Nations to help stop world hunger. Together we can do somthing about this, its fun, free, and very easy. If your one of those people who want to do somthing but dont know what to do, this is YOUR chance. So check it out and lets do our small part to help those in need. I have a button on my Overview that you too can add to your overview, just copy and paste http://www.freerice.com/banners/392_72_FullBanner.jpg!:http://www.freerice.com/ with an ! at the very beginning into your ‘about me’ in your ‘edit profile’ section. / Thank you for reading this and helping feed those in desperate desparte need. Andrew

• What a weekend I had....
  by Bill Fonseca

  Hi Everyone, this weekend (7-9th March 2008) was a hell of a weekend for me. Once again, I had media access and track access to photograp…

  Hi Everyone, this weekend (7-9th March 2008) was a hell of a weekend for me. Once again, I had media access and track access to photograph an International event which was being held at Bathurst, New South Wales on Mt. Panorama (home of the V8 race cars). The event was called the Newton’s Gravity Games which featured a number of events being run from the top of the Mountian (Skyline) right to Conrod Straight. The events included, Street Luge, Gravity Bikes, Speedboards, Hybrid Slalom, Giant Slalom, Freestyle Sliding, Buttboards, Downhill Inline, Carveboards and more. These guys and one girl (From Canada) travelled on their toys from about 50kph to 140kph on the street luge. I spent most of Saturday around Forest Elbow which is hard enough for the race cars to handle so just imagine taking the hair pin corner at 80 to 110kph on a luge or a buttboard and then coming unstuck and slamming into the hay bails…. Ouch, ouch and more ouch. I witnessed 2 broken legs, 4 broken arms, 1 broken wrist and I can’t even remember how many concussions and guys being knocked out for minutes which looked like they died. Anyway, I’ll be posting a number of crashes and a number of smooth well controlled photos very soon. The weekend was jam packed of extreme sports. I can’t wait for next year….....

• Playing the Popularity Game Without Caring if You Win or Lose
  by Stephen Mitchell

  This started out as a response to Mundy Hackett’s recent article on his Journal...

  This started out as a response to Mundy Hackett’s recent article on his Journal , but like always … it got a bit long! So whilst it was originally aimed at Mundy, I’ve slightly modified to be aimed at anyone facing the same concerns: Online popularity is near impossible when you consider the ever-changing face of the WWW with a million images, articles and myspace pages being uploaded every few seconds … I’d have thought you’d be too busy marketing, selling and enjoying your photography to have time to worry about commenting, reciprocal or otherwse! So it surprises me that this issue is of any concern to anyone at all. Redbubble serves as a great gallery for our REAL-WORLD friends, family, plus potential and repeat clients to see what we enjoy, love and have available for sale. As for commenting and reciprocation … they rarely, if ever, equate to dollars in the bank. Yes, the whole RB community is so overloaded that nobody can stay on the surface for too long without being drowned in the masses reaching up for their five seconds of fame. So be it. We enjoy photography, right? WE’re selling, right? WE’re still here, WE have an established face and name, and WE’re in for the long-haul. That’s what matters. You and Me. US. As long as the minority (who have talent, skill, tenacity, and a ongoing desire to become better) continue to present their BEST work, they will succeed in selling their artwork on RedBubble. Not just showing off their artwork, but presenting to their clients what makes them good and how they are improving. Isn’t this what we are aiming for? By presenting my response here, I realise I open this up for discussion. Play nice. Pretend Mundy is your next client. DISCLAIMER: / This article probably doesn’t say any more than what’s been said a million times before. Yeah, well, sometimes it helps to rant a bit. This has been my turn. NEXT!!

• NEW! Lighter Side of Dark FaceBook Application! YAY!
  by Shannon Rene' Justice

  What a wonderful way to waste time and say hello to friends during those times you just arent feeling creative! Get yours…do it!...

  What a wonderful way to waste time and say hello to friends during those times you just arent feeling creative! Get yours…do it! (Yes Paully my sweet, I know I should be editing…just look at it as….promotional tools!) :D (batting eyes and shoots you a Cordelia look) ;)

• Going Home
  by Sharon Perrett

  Good Evening Bubblers Well today was my last day at my friend’s, no sunrise this morning way too cloudy, same for sunset. We went bac…

  Good Evening Bubblers Well today was my last day at my friend’s, no sunrise this morning way too cloudy, same for sunset. We went back to the forest and I managed to get really close to the squirrels and birds, think I managed to get some good shots. I even got a few of the mouse again, it had a beautiful dark brown velvet shiney looking coat, so now can’t wait to get home and start downloading to my computer. I will be sad to leave Ruth, we actually met in a games chat room about 2 years ago, it was a great little set up, we made lots of friends all over the world many from Australia. Anyway POPCAP pulled the plug on the multi player games (piggy poker) and we all scatttered, I think most play games on ionthunder now. Anyway I finally met Ruth and we have had a great week. I have even got her saying she’s going to have a go with a digital camera she has never used before. She really enjoyed going to the forest and watching the squirrels and birds. I’m so thrilled as she is not very well and this is something she can do that’s not too much effort. Anyway bubblers that’s about all for my journal, as I have the long trek home tomorrow with the detour of picking Katie (my daughter) up too.

• Show me yours, and I'll show you mine!
  by Nathan Dooley

  Show me yours, and I’ll show you mine! Oh get your heads above your navels people! =)) This is an idea that I have stolen (with comple…

  Show me yours, and I’ll show you mine! Oh get your heads above your navels people! =)) This is an idea that I have stolen (with complete permission of course) from Cathleen Tarawhiti by Rhana Griffin, and I’ve now stolen it from her. It goes like this… / You show me your favourite five images of mine, and I will go riffling through your drawers (like the complete stalker that I am) and post my favourite five images of yours. I promise I’ll try not to leave a mess at your place ;) Its a quid pro quo kinda thing but without Hannibal Lector… although I do have a nice Chianti in the fridge if anyone is interested ;) First in first served… PLEASE NOTE – it may take some time for me to decide on my favourite 5, I hate decisions.

• First Game of the year!!!!!!!
  by Naylor

  First RED SOX game starting NOW on ESPN Game is in Japan ! !!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO / LETS GO RED SOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!...

  First RED SOX game starting NOW on ESPN Game is in Japan ! !!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO / LETS GO RED SOX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! / Sorry M and BB and anyone else who cheers for other teams but I am sooooooo EXCITED to have my baseball back !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• lovin the bubble!
  by Christopher Birtwistle-Smith

  I was cruisin the pages of red bubble last night just killing some time, didn’t feel like trying to figure out what to upload ( thousands…

  I was cruisin the pages of red bubble last night just killing some time, didn’t feel like trying to figure out what to upload ( thousands of images to finish or just wade through). So I decided to play a game with myself. The game, to start with a familiar artist, view their art, pick on an image that I’m drawn to then check out the comments from other artists. I then gravitated to the comments that intrigued me most and went to that artists page. I found myself touring the world of art and saw some great work, by some very talented artists. Like dropping a line into the ocean and just enjoying the journey. What bliss! How lucky are we to be able to cruise through pages and pages of beautiful , challenging images and words crafted in dichotomous ways yet always designed to invoke emotions of many description. Much much better than television!!!!! So thank you all for your work – very inspiring. Christopher

• A Riddle
  by Hoffard

  Please Do Not post answer here. Please bubble mail me the answer don’t ruin it for others…. Good luck! Ok so here is the riddle… ...

  Please Do Not post answer here. Please bubble mail me the answer don’t ruin it for others…. Good luck! Ok so here is the riddle… / A man walks into a cave. He see’s a block of ice with a naked man and woman in it. And he knows right away that it is Adam and Eve. Why? Kimberly loves you!