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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!”

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  Signature series ~ Duet
  by Mundy Hackett

  US$71.25–US$228.00

  Part of my NEW SIGNATURE SERIES that combines the emotive scenes of the natural world with specific framing compositions to create a visual feast for all discriminating art lovers! / TIP JAR: IF YOU LIKE MY WORK SUPPORT ME WITH ANY AMOUNT YOU WISH / / RAFFLE ITEMS HERE MORE SIGNATURE SERIES EDITIONS / / The future of African predators is in peril. It is estimated that only 10,000-15,000 free-roaming African lions remain, down from 50,000 a decade ago. African lions are now listed as Endangered (West African subspecies) and Vulnerable (East and Southern African subspecies) by the World Conservation Union and are on Appendix II of the CITES (Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species) list. African lions are in danger of disappearing altogether due to disease (FIV, bovine tuberculosis, canine distemper) and habitat encroachment. Today’s modern world subjects lions and other wildlife to many dangers. Mankind constantly seizes more and more of the remaining wild areas of Africa, forcing lions onto smaller and smaller parcels of land. Large-scale developments destroy the lion’s natural habitat. In areas inhabited by livestock, lions are frequently shot, snared or poisoned. And sadly, the hunting of these amazing animals for “sport,” for man’s pleasure, is still encouraged as a revenue producing industry by many African governments. African predators simply will not survive unless they are protected. 100% of proceeds from any sales of this image will be donated to the Virginia Zoo

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  Signature series ~ Piercing
  by Mundy Hackett

  US$71.25–US$228.00

  Part of my NEW SIGNATURE SERIES that combines the emotive scenes of the natural world with specific framing compositions to create a visual feast for all discriminating art lovers! / / TIP JAR: IF YOU LIKE MY WORK SUPPORT ME WITH ANY AMOUNT YOU WISH / / RAFFLE ITEMS HERE MORE SIGNATURE SERIES EDITIONS / / The future of African predators is in peril. It is estimated that only 10,000-15,000 free-roaming African lions remain, down from 50,000 a decade ago. African lions are now listed as Endangered (West African subspecies) and Vulnerable (East and Southern African subspecies) by the World Conservation Union and are on Appendix II of the CITES (Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species) list. African lions are in danger of disappearing altogether due to disease (FIV, bovine tuberculosis, canine distemper) and habitat encroachment. Today’s modern world subjects lions and other wildlife to many dangers. Mankind constantly seizes more and more of the remaining wild areas of Africa, forcing lions onto smaller and smaller parcels of land. Large-scale developments destroy the lion’s natural habitat. In areas inhabited by livestock, lions are frequently shot, snared or poisoned. And sadly, the hunting of these amazing animals for “sport,” for man’s pleasure, is still encouraged as a revenue producing industry by many African governments. African predators simply will not survive unless they are protected. 100% of proceeds from any sales of this image will be donated to the Virginia Zoo

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  Dancing class
  by vishstudio

  US$3.42–US$91.20

• Profound...
  by Mariam Muradian

  / This art piece was made by !http://images…

  / This art piece was made by Crowmanic Today I received the profound gift of / from one of the most compassionate souls left on the world. / I wish to express my feelings upon seeing and studying and living with this blessing that entered my reality today. I am profoundly humbled and grateful. / I truthfully am still letting it in my eyes and heart and soul. I can HEAR this piece, TOUCH and TASTE this piece. This piece BREATHES. The depth of color makes me feel like my feet are being planted, then to be nurtured in the dark dirt of the earth. From this liberating image I feel some hope. And from this hope it is like the tender skin of the foot taking this step. This inspiration reminds of the creation of / La Que Sabe. / La Que Sabe is a mythical, wise, earthy female deity of the people indigenous to Old and New Mexico. She is a character I strongly identify with as I mature in the hope that I will be a wise, balanced, and whole, spirited woman. The sum of this impression helps me to think that there is some overall sense to life; and / La Que Sabe embodies the earthly and spiritually divine realms of existence for me. One village’s version of her story is: There is an old woman who lives in a hidden place that everyone knows but few have ever seen. . . She is said to have been seen traveling south to Monte Alban in a burnt-out car with the back window shot out . . . she has been sighted walking to market above Oaxaca with strangely formed boughs of firewood on her back. She breathes life into dried dead bones. She is the wise overseer of life and the spirit of women. She is called La Que Sabe, the One Who Knows. She is legend as is / La Llorona. The shadows and intensity (especially of the eyes) warms me from deep inside…like an inextinguishable flame. Sometimes this flame is seen as a blaze, other times it feels only a flicker to me. I find it curious that Crowmanic and others see more a steady flame manifested than I myself feel. These I suppose are the gaps in being human and in being totally in the present moment….these truths I continually seek to apply, learn, and live. People and events in our lives can ignite just one match of our “internal matchbook” or sometimes something or someone comes along that sparks the entire matchbook at once! I have lived through several lifetimes and through several matchbooks, experiencing both of what I just described. Though it can be all consuming, it is a rare blessing to have experienced both, not everyone is given that opportunity. / Crowmanic achieved an “other worldliness” in this art piece. I feel many dimensions in my life and in this art. There is a feeling of spiritual “travel” traversing and transformation. This feeling gives me strength for my life in the place of fear. To be learning to let compassion and lessons and lifetimes pass THROUGH your being and poured out as a gift and purpose for the benefit of others, and to see it perfectly expressed in the imperfection of my physical “wrappings” is PROFOUND. / I thank the Artist for seeing me in all these ways, and for enhancing and transcending with the “eye of the beholder”. To look at this as me is a new phenomenon, as I have only once or twice actually been able to “see” my true self when looking in the mirror due to depersonalization. To gaze again and again at this gift is an elevating and profound trip there and back again, turned inside out and upside down….living to the very edge of life….and there remains in my visual memory, this image/gift in the furthest corners and reaches of my conscious and subconscious mind. Thank you, dear friend, Crowmanic (Dja). ~Mariam

• The Medicine Woman
  by Wendy Slee

  So take up your own small basket – gather what Spirit guides you to, / For what you keep as medicine – will be what life gives to you.

• Basic BackYard Bird Photography
  by Leisa Hennessy

  Best Time of Year / The best time of year to photograph birds is Spring. That way you have / the opportunity to capture birds yo…

  I Originally wrote this for my friend Darren Over at Digital Photography School Blog Remember this is just the basics to help you get started in to a rewarding adventure :)

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  Lessons To Be Learned
  by Rosh

  US$4.56–US$121.60

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  Isabella of Angoulême
  by Sophie Shapiro

  US$4.28–US$114.00

  The lessons through time have been hard and many / Will you know it’s me when you kiss my hand? / Your beloved meets you at last...... Acrylic inks and watercolour.

• Photoshop for my mum. Lesson One. Portraits; goals, light, and DOF.
  by Samantha Van Stralendorff

  how cool. My mum wants to learn PS. It’s going to have to be mostly distance-so I may as well share the tips! One-the goal Know you…

  how cool. My mum wants to learn PS. It’s going to have to be mostly distance-so I may as well share the tips! One-the goal Know your goal / Make a plan / Stick to the plan / If the plan doesn’t achieve the goal, make a new plan / Achieve the goal. Two-the goal Natural or nurture? Portraits Let’s pick natural first. Why do we like natural? It’s easy to relate to, we feel close to it, we’re familiar, we feel comfortable. If an image is ‘natural’, we accept it. Anything unnatural stand out. We jump on it. When using PS, less is usually more. Like film photography- Aim to get the best results in camera. That means good light, good subject and good angles. Because; What you see is what you get. What you see through the lens is what you end up with. Exception: the camera’s eye is not as good as our own. Light-It sees less when it gets dark, flashes drown out backgrounds and artificial light is, surprise! artificial (either yellow or green usually). example of different light (see dif angles/light-walking around the subject (Lara) in sunlight Exception-Depth of Field (DOF) this how much of the foreground/background is in focus. For portraits, its best to have just the face in focus. The background is distracting, unless it adds info about the subject being photographed. With an automatic camera, it depends on how much light. More light will mean more in focus. As it gets darker, the camera might not focus on anything, or it may too close to the subject. In PS, to get rid of distracting background, blur it. There is a blur tool. Remembering, less is best-use it subtly, and logically. Heavy handed blurring can detract. I suggest 50% to begin with. go look at portraits on the net and find ones that use varying DOF. Notice there are very few tips on PS here! That’s because the same thing can be achieved using the camera first, so get familar with the goals first! Then go on to lesson 2

• Lessons of Challenges
  by webgrrl

  a realisation that came to me recently..

• The Receiving of Love
  by C.C. Arshagra

  Your courageous clouds / Always disappearing / To free / The impossible / Bond

  Inspired by the RedBubble Artist ‘s poem The Wall By RedBubble artist Pijinlane This poem is dedicate to Jen Whyte Poem URL / http://www.redbubble.com/people/pijinlane/writing/613915-the-

• I believe the journey of the artist …
  by C.C. Arshagra

  I believe the journey of the artist … / A RedBubble Journal Entry by C.C. Arshagra I believe the journey of the artist, or the jou…

  I believe the journey of the artist … / A RedBubble Journal Entry by C.C. Arshagra I believe the journey of the artist, or the journey of life and soul’s becoming is as honest as each moment admits the whole truth of all you do and do not know with bliss. It is not the pain of failures seen in self or others. It is every moment of ” ... aaah” (Not, oh-me oh-my). So to here accept the gift is now I see who I was. And now I see who I may be. These fallings (And not pain or failures—so to speak) are lessons. Soul lessons that will mold the constant choices you are and will be. And this may be all that is true. True through all you do, think, feel, say and create. I honestly feel this to be each living beings living karma. It is the listening you give to life is within you are receiving it. And it is within the creating of you are now life’s giving in return. And this true are you to all life from this instant to every next one. I believe this is to understand and live here. These falling moments are as important as success, if not more so. I believe they happen more and not less as time goes onward toward becoming the soul understanding of self. To become you are peace of mind here. Now residing presently within the core of your intelligent emotional soul being. I believe those who live to soul control others, keep and own greed, and lie to wield all painful kingdoms of sorrow are children. And all they destroy in their wake will be their becoming death’s wait for they truly do not know what they’re not. The frequency of these fallings may increase and not decrease in this same change of time to time. This may continue so until the frequency is constant. Until your soul and art form of living is constantly here and true throughout your time, And through all the art you lived to create when this life of being form ends. I believe the journey of the artist, or the journey of life and soul’s becoming is honesty, patience, humility, and all that it means to parent life, feel joy, and laugh no matter how silently you do. And oh to understand the moving of alive that transpires when a tear becomes a happy one. Falling. C.C. Arshagra—January 22nd. 2008 / publicly posted on-line @ http://www.redbubble.com/people/ccapoet © Copyright 2008 C.C. Arshagra

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  The Colors of Children
  by Lina

  US$3.42–US$91.20

  not to mention the colors of their hands as well ;)

• nature of creativity-how to use it (with reference to the elements of design
  by Samantha Van Stralendorff

  getting the essentials-elements of design-things that make your artistic vision make sense. And knowledge that helps you make sense of wh…

• How To Love Better
  by Jim Caldwell

  Loving better

  Love unconditional

• The Death of "Common Sense" by Lori Borgman
  by Nathan Johnson

  Obituary of the late Mr. “Common Sense” Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, “Common Sense”, who has been with …

  Obituary of the late Mr. “Common Sense” Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, “Common Sense”, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn’t always fair; and Maybe it was my fault. “Common Sense” lived by simple, sound financial policies (don’t spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge). His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 -year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition. “Common Sense” lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion. “Common Sense” lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. “Common Sense” took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. “Common Sense” finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. “Common Sense” was preceded in death by his parents, “Truth” and “Trust”; his wife, “Discretion”; his daughter, “Responsibility”; and his son, “Reason”. He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; “I Know My Rights”, “Someone Else Is To Blame”, and “I’m A Victim”. Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

• Life’s Little Lessons
  by Stephanie Rachel Seely

  Disharmony and nonsense / Emotion in the raw / Like loud static on the screen. / Where does it end? / Where does this tangled …

  It took a long time for me to reach these conclusions, but I am a better person for having suffered through the uncertainty

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  The Teacher
  by Michael Kienhuis

  US$4.28–US$114.00

  Santa Monica California USA October 2007

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  Dont Drink and Drive
  by Lucindawind

  US$24.94

  Words of Wisdom.. I took this photo of the skeleton and beer bottle and finished it in PSP and Photo Impact

• Working with what you have - a bit of a rant
  by Lachlan Kent

  Something I’ve come to realise from my photography is that although a good tool (camera) can help the workman (photographer), the most im…

  Something I’ve come to realise from my photography is that although a good tool (camera) can help the workman (photographer), the most important thing is that you get the most out of the camera you have. I haven’t previously stated what sort of camera I use for my digital photos. This is partly because I think that people may judge my images differently if they new what I used. But I’ve decided to speak a bit more about what I use and how I use it. Nearly all my digital images are shot on a point-and-shoot 6-megapixel Canon A540. There are many advantages of shooting with a cheap, compact digital. For a start they’re cheap! Mine cost $300 with a 1GB SD card and case. The newer version of mine with an image stabiliser can be bought for pretty much the same price. / They can also produce quality images in classically good photography conditions (ie. soft, ambient light) as long as you use the lowest ISO and a tripod when a slower shutter speed is needed. You learn to work within different boundaries. For example, you quickly realise that to take acceptable photos of architecture you have to choose from limited viewpoints otherwise you’ll have curved lines that should be straight all over the place. / And they’re so small. / You can stick it in your pocket, and there you have it… the equivalent of a 35mm 35-135mm lens and it weighs next to nothing. You don’t need to think twice about slinging it round your shoulder, so you catch those moments where you wish you had your camera. There are definately advantages for getting a “better” camera (such as an SLR). They are much more versatile in terms of the conditions in which you’re able to take good quality photos, and there’s something very satisfying about looking through the lense rather than off a live LCD. Personally, I have a 3 film SLRs and a rangefinder. The one I have begun to use predominantly is a Fujica ST705W with some really sharp fujinon and SMC Takumar lenses. I am pretty happy with what I have. I have the advantages of digital with my point and shoot, and advantages of film with my SLRs. One thing that I think that everyone should experience from using film is the need to make every photo count. With digital, you can tend towards shooting and then looking, whereas with film you must and do look, at everything, before you shoot. I think it has taught me to be thoughtful. So what’s the point of all this? Well…. I’ve kind lost it a little bit, but basically it was to say that if you don’t have the money for a Hasselblad, fear not! The camera you have is probably better for learning on anyway as long as you expore its potential. And if you do try to use it to its fullest potential you’re likely to produce some fine work in the process.

• Tell Me About Your Country!
  by Lina

  So I’m giving a lesson on Australia on Thursday! I would like to know if you guys could help me out. What do you guys like to do for fun?...

  So I’m giving a lesson on Australia on Thursday! I would like to know if you guys could help me out. What do you guys like to do for fun? What kind of outdoor activities do you guys do? p.s. are there any coral reefs near you guys? Thanks a bunch! / Lina

• Online Photography Course
  by Patricia L. Ballard

  Found this site last week. It’s a great refresher. I’ve just started reading my way through the beginning pages, but I’m going to keep at…

  Found this site last week. It’s a great refresher. I’ve just started reading my way through the beginning pages, but I’m going to keep at it. Need to fill in the gaps in my photography knowledge. Thought you all might be interested in checking it out. Pat http://photographycourse.net/

• Details to "Chagrin Falls"
  by Jeff Burns

  This is how I shot – Chagrin Falls It was actually a pretty cl…