Tonite i made a vertical banner thingy to place with my comments that I leave in the comments section in MySpace...
Tonite i made a vertical banner thingy to place with my comments that I leave in the comments section in MySpace – cuz it seems that everyone paste some kind of ‘bling’ when leaving comments in there.. so i thought i might as well make good use of that behaviour over there ;) My space there.. is mainly networked within the Psytrance Music community, which include people also make their own fashion labels, decor artist, fire twirlers and performers and other interesting non mainstream type of area.. / click image to see larger I made a few different colour combo so that it can compliment an individuals page.. which also promotes my diversity of style.. NOTE: ARTDICTIVE is another newly hatched idea’project of mine (you will get used to how many projects i have going at the same time, one day…hehe)
If you’re after tough but fair feedback on your art, photos, writing or other creative output, then pay a visit to the For Critique...
If you’re after tough but fair feedback on your art, photos, writing or other creative output, then pay a visit to the For Critique forum. Most of RedBubble operates on the basic principle of “if you like something, say so. if you don’t, keep quiet”. But the For Critique forum is different. It’s a great spot to ask for criticism, feedback, and specific advice on how to improve your skills. Post a small image or link through to your writing, design or artwork …and write a few words about any specific things you’d like people to consider when critiquing your work. Or, if you know a thing or two about a particular area, then why not give others the benefit of your considered opinion? No doubt others have done the same for you in the past.
Can anyone tell me please why sooooo many RedBubblers favourite work without leaving any comment?????? Confused!? Jen
Can anyone tell me please why sooooo many RedBubblers favourite work without leaving any comment?????? Confused!? Jen
weirdest feeling-sitting on the train, _on the way…
weirdest feeling-sitting on the train, on the way to the gallery, with people everywhere opening mx, reading it, being on page 4, and no one looking up at me, going…(look up),hmmm (look down) is that, , (back up) ...her?! fame isn’t that easy to come by! thank goodness I contacted mx to get steve in the news…but since I fit into that 18-35 bracket, here I am, doin’ my bit for ze gallery!
Ok last night I had a scary dream (cool! I know!) that has a recurring theme. It went like this: I am in the house that I was raised …
Ok last night I had a scary dream (cool! I know!) that has a recurring theme. It went like this: I am in the house that I was raised in as a kid. It’s night time and I think that I’ve left the door downstairs open. This was always a BIG no no in my family. Ok so I go downstairs to lock it and while I’m in the garage I realize that someone is inside and hiding. That bit freaks me out even as I type this. So usually a dark shadowed figure (A bit like Mike Meyers out of “Halloween” I guess) comes after me and chases me everywhere in the house. I usually feel completely powerless during the chase bit. It’s one of those dreams where you wake up with your heart pounding through your jimmy jams. I think I’ve even managed to wake up shouting a few times with this dream. / Anyway last night the dream changed a little. This time instead of a dark figure it was a TIGER trying to kill me. I have no idea where it came from but…..... WEIRD!! / Come to think about it I just watched Halloween the other day for the first time. It might be related but I have had this recurring dream my whole life and I’ve only just recently seen “Halloween”(on widescreen). I hope one day the dream becomes lucid and I get to fight back. So what do you think? Any suggestions on what my subconscious is trying to tell me? p.s. get hold of Halloween widescreen – it’s AWESOME.
These are my latest uploads to the bubble…the first Naked was in response to the Challenge Cafe’s latest competition…the second _Do…
These are my latest uploads to the bubble…the first Naked was in response to the Challenge Cafe’s latest competition…the second Do Not Disturb was my husband’s concept (his take on the competition which I set up and shot). / / Some have commented, wondering where the story is leading… Well why don’t you tell me what you think the next shot would be and I will see if I can make it happen. A collaboration of sorts! Naked / Do Not Disturb / Things aren’t always what they seem… /
The intrigue continues… / / It all began by getting Naked... / / !http://images-0.redbubble.com/img/art/size:large/view:main/587521-1…
The intrigue continues… / / It all began by getting Naked... / / / / Things began to heat up as the Do not disturb sign appeared on the door… / / / / Soon things were not as they seemed as a third person entered the scene… / / / / Only to end in Indifdelity... / / / / So where do they go from here? /
We’re looking to introduce a new product in a couple of weeks time: a matted print. We’re asking for feedback on the product over “here”...
We’re looking to introduce a new product in a couple of weeks time: a matted print. We’re asking for feedback on the product over here.
Each week, the community team puts out their feelers and invites several members to help select work...
Each week, the community team puts out their feelers and invites several members to help select work for the Featured Art Page. Today, Yasemin Sumner has delighted us with a storytelling theme 3 Great Reasons to wear a RedBubble t-shirt / Shirtheads comic by Caanan
It was April in 2004. I was a freshman in college and tasting freedon for the first time when my father passed away. He had gone in for s…
It was April in 2004. I was a freshman in college and tasting freedon for the first time when my father passed away. He had gone in for surgery and the doctors had sewn him up wrong. He died from that complication a couple of days later. I was walking to my psychology 101 class frantic because I was late [I hate being late] and I bumped into a man in a dark brown suit who stared at me and then said, “Are you Lorna Lowe” I thought that because of my lateness I was going to be kicked out of school [I was 19 and riddled with anxiety, don’t judge]. But I answered that I was, because…well, I was. He told me to follow him, which I did, to an office I had never been in before. He sat me down in a chair across from him and looked me in the eyes for a while before saying, “You father has passed away”. My only response was to gurgle the word “what” over and over again before I broke down crying. Three days before my brother had wrote me an e-mail saying that my grandmother had passed away. I had only met her once in my life and spoken to her a few times over the phone, which had resulted in great sadness when she realized I didn’t go to church everyday. Her pained sigh stayed with me for years after that. I had called my mother and she had told me that dad was in the hospital and that the doctors said he would not make it. She asked me to promise her I would not cry. I promised. But I’ve never really been one to keep promises like that. And I lay in my bed, facing the window and did not get up for the rest of the day. I had cried and just looked at the sky. My roommate didn’t understand what was wrong. I wouldn’t talk to her so eventually she left me alone. It was April 9th, 2004 when I went to my father’s wake. It had been close to 7 years since I had seen my older sisters, who had both ran away, but they were at the wake. My mother had travelled on the bus to pick up my little sister’s glasses when she saw my second oldest sister sitting on the bus. She wasn’t sure it was her but she said her name anyway. My sister just looked at her and smiled. “Hello Mother” was all she said. My mom found out that my two older sisters had kept in touch and that my eldest sister didn’t live very far from where we lived. All we had to do was take one bus line one way to reach one sister, and that same bus the other way to reach my other sister. It’s crazy how things happen. So I saw them both at my father’s wake. My eldest sister tall and beautiful, her hair full in an afro, her face dry. My second eldest sister brought her two children. A beautiful little girl with a sweet smile and loving nature, who I’ve grown to love dearly. And a little boy. It would be a lie if I said that I wasn’t in awe of him. My family was predominantly female on both my mom and dad’s side. So to see a baby boy….I was stunned. He was beautiful and asleep in his mother’s arms. She had me hold him and I swear, I’ve never experienced a moment more beautiful. I swear it. This was an open casket wake. My second eldest sister wanted to see the face of our father. The last time she had seen him, he was banishing her out of the house, pregnant and confused. But now as we stared at his face, swollen, I felt I was looking at a stranger. I cried throughout the whole wake. My aunt had given me a picture of my father. She was his twin you see. He looked young and happy, wearing his guard uniform and framed in gold. I clutched that image in my arms. I didn’t want to let it go. My mother wanted me to stop crying, she could have been speaking French for all I cared. I couldn’t stop and so my Older brother and eldest sister took me outside, trying to calm me down. It’s crazy how beautiful it was outside. The sky was the bluest I had ever seen it. My sister told me to look up and I saw one solitary cloud in the sky, curved like an ivory ribbon. She spoke to me about her thoughts of death, about life and for the first time, I felt that I knew who my sister was. I had rarely seen my brother cry. But that day, April 9, 2004 he cried. It was his birthday. My father had died on March 26, 2004. I was told of his death 3 days later by a man I had never met. No one ever called me. No emails were written. My resentment lasted 3 years after that. I was unable to forgive my mother. I cried every night after his death. Every morning I would cry. I would cry in the middle of conversations, reading a book, listening to music…but especially on his birthday and on the day of his death. Those were the worst days. There were nights where I would be up, unable to sleep and find myself in the kitchen, washing dishes or cleaning the counters and stove and I would stop and wait. My father worked all day and came home only at night. It was like Christmas when I saw my dad in the afternoons or when he had a day off. He was my protector, from my mom, and from my constant unhappiness. I would always hear the key in the door and turn to see him coming in, his dark uniform cold against my skin as I hugged him. My friend once commented that he had literally stopped traffic for her. She walked by his side as he crossed the highway, nothing touch him. He was fearless. She was amazed by him. He was helping her with her bag, carrying it for her because it was too heavy for her to carry alone. I’ll never forget how proud of him I was. But on those late nights, I would always stop, always listen for footsteps, for keys to jiggle in the door and to see him there, not really dead and happy to see me. I would cry and tell him how awful that was to play such a cruel joke on us. But there was only silence at night now. And it took me the longest time to stop waiting. It took me 4 years to finally write this, and I’m proud to say I only had to stop twice because of the tears. I’m so happy to finally get this out. This is truly the one thing I knew I had to write but never could. I had stopped writing for close to 3 years after his death, each time only writing a few words before getting angry or a headache that would last all day. I don’t know why I’ve started up again, but I’m grateful for it. I only had one dream about my father since then. I was in a bedroom, with birds flying around me, all black and I was so scared. But my dad had come and opened his coat wide, enveloped me in it and I felt safe. Nothing touched me. I never dreamt about him again. But I will never forget that dream. Never in all my life.
There’s a saying Better later than never to which I partially subscribe and use now to justify my late announcement that indeed my “*Pi…
There’s a saying Better later than never to which I partially subscribe and use now to justify my late announcement that indeed my Pink Celebration / was on the front page of Red Bubble on 12 May 2008. Here’s proof: Thank you so much Red Bubble team for giving me the opportunity to have something to brag about!
Below are the links to the documentary entitled “For The Bible Tells Me So,” dealing with homosexuals who came from conservative Christi…
Below are the links to the documentary entitled “For The Bible Tells Me So,” dealing with homosexuals who came from conservative Christian families. Your thoughts? Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13
Hi All Out of the following 3 pelican shots tell me your favourite one. These creatures are so majestic and it was a pleasure shootin…
Hi All Out of the following 3 pelican shots tell me your favourite one. These creatures are so majestic and it was a pleasure shooting them as they sat by the great Murray River.
*_Thursday, 13 November 2008 / Rhapsody – A Moment in Love by Ushna Sardar has selected & published for friendship is a verb...
Thursday, 13 November 2008 / Rhapsody – A Moment in Love by Ushna Sardar has selected & published for friendship is a verb it’s a the HIGHLY ACCLAIMED book by “Stuart Wood”, with a (5*) rating on Amazon … after “Shall we dance?”, “While you were away”, “I’m Not Gonna Tell You”, “Moon Of My Heart”, “Reservation”, “The miracle”, “You Are My Love My Valentine”, “My Heart’s Collapsed”, “Love Is All”, “I Know The Way”, “Stop Pretending!” & “Everything Has A New Beginning” / it’s my 14th poem has included in that book! / I’m glad to be the part of that (5*) rated book! / Love&Peace, / Ushna.
This is something i’m doing in response to this I love stori…
This is something i’m doing in response to this I love stories don’t you? Do you have a short story? Do you know of someone else that’s written a fabulous short story here on RB? Link me up! Just a short story, a yarn, something amazing that’s happened to you, something encouraging…...I don’t think I ever really grew up, or do grown ups like stories too…. if you have a story, and an image you can add to the story….i’d really like to hear it….I’m hoping for stories about compassion, or something that triggered a new way of life, even if something negative happened that turned into a positive….... yarns your elders told you that have been passed down, which are of some signifcance to you…...please, share them with the rest of us…....write them in your writing area, and send me a link….or if you feel they are more of a journal entry rather than a formal written piece….then do it in your journal and link it back to me here….i wanna here your stories….. if you have already written a story, just link me :) thank you…i’m looking forward to this ;) oh….ps…..please be sure to read as many of these stories as you can also, you can leave comments and encourage the writer….....and also leave your comments and reviews here, they are welcome :)
Yes, this is the squirrel we ha…
Yes, this is the squirrel we have been following lately. He rises from the bushes and flirts with the birds, as he, with lightening speed, slips the seeds into his cheeks. We followed that bugger, watching him investigate the deck with enthusiasm, and then ducking away as we approach. New feeders went up and he got fond of one in particular we decided to suspend after noticing him hanging on one hole with one hand swing to and fray munching with the other hand and feet wrapped around the pole holding the feeder up…. He came out, completely confused, and headed straight up the railings to see what the tarnation we were up to. There, in plain sight, was his favorite thing! He saw the pole and climbed up… except this time the feeder was suspended – okay, so what.. circled his little self down the wires to the feeder…. Which started rocking and rocking with his every movement. It was like watching those drunk tourists on the mechanical bull!!! When the breeze kicked up it was even worse. The plastic was slippery and there wasn’t much for him to hold onto so he just fell below to try again… and again … and then got used to it. Too used to it I say!!! It swayed but he held this time and almost laughing started exploring the top. He trickled his little hands down and felt the holes! Stretching… stretching and …. my goodness was he made like a gumby!!!! ...... maaan those little critters are amazing! Well, after he got really looooong and almost got a hand in the hole and succeeded he got excited and in started his nose! .... He fell again… mad as #$#!! too! Stomped, chattered, chittered, vibrated…did what mad squirrels do and went for revenge!!!!! Up he charged the pole and slammed onto the feeder thingie like a pro! Frantically he wiggled this and waddled that and pulled and punched and tugged like there was no tomorrow and then suddenly out came the bionic jaws! Up went the lid and presto! He had full, dive-into-able access to the seeds, fruit, nuts etc… everything! Like Christmas in May oh happy day!!! Sigh…........... Another sigh…........... Can ya tell I’m sighing???.................................. sigh…................. Okay the squirrel WON.. ........UNTIL we got out the Duct tape and the siskins came back with their boots on! ... AND we employed him to be in charge of all seeds on deck!!! HUGS, XOXOXO! / maxy… To see more adventures click here
Hello Everyone! Just letting you all know that in a couple of weeks I will be holding an exhibition of work with my good buddies Rhian…
Hello Everyone! Just letting you all know that in a couple of weeks I will be holding an exhibition of work with my good buddies Rhiannon Mowat (www.redbubble.com/people/piecesofcolour) and Alisha Ball It starts on the 25th May, and runs to the 14th June. The opening night is on Thursday the 28th May so please if you are in Melbourne, come along! / It’s being held at the lovely Gasworks Arts Park, in the Angela Robarts-Bird Gallery which if you know the area already, is situated right next the cafe. Lots of lovely new work revolving around the themes of fairytales, myths and folktales If you need more info please check out my blog: http://waywardharper.blogspot.com/ or the Gasworks website (http://www.gasworks.org.au/) Thanks!
but his national dish, Haggis, ain’t Scottish Shhh “Food historian Catherine Brown said she found references to the dish in a book c…
but his national dish, Haggis, ain’t Scottish Shhh “Food historian Catherine Brown said she found references to the dish in a book called The English Hus-Wife, dated 1615. But she said the first mention she could find of Scottish haggis was in 1747. Ms Brown said the book indicates that haggis was first eaten in England and subsequently popularised by the Scots.” Sorry Joak Love ‘N’ Laughter Kriss
Featured in….......... / Painted Nature along with some very talented mates…......Lin…
Featured in….......... / Painted Nature along with some very talented mates…......Linda & Karin….....just to name a couple / / Going Coastal / / Australia! You’re Standing In it…. / !http://www.redbubble.com/groups/australia-youre-standing-in-it / / MAhalo again for the honors…....... / kj
I can’t decide if I should keep my Tiny Diary entries just like it is…. !http://images-2.redbubble.net/img/art/backingcolor:white/...
I can’t decide if I should keep my Tiny Diary entries just like it is…. or crop them… Which do you like better?
This is a serious question that I often ask myself and I would like to know other positions on that. I wrote the question as a dialogue b…
This is a serious question that I often ask myself and I would like to know other positions on that. I wrote the question as a dialogue between me and a fictional character. I didn’t know whether to post it as a “written work” or as a “journal”. I hope this is fine. Please note that I do not support cheating. Don’t be shy, tell me your thoughts on the matter. anyway here it is: / Why do you lovers tell the truth? / What compels you? / Do you not fear the consequences? / Do you not understand the implications? She said “he’ll forgive me; he loves me” And so tell me? Which “you” does he love exactly? / Do you know for a fact the he loves the cheating, / Non-loyal “you”? Are you certain of that? / So why risk it? / Why risk hurting him? / Why risk losing him? / Tell me why do you lovers tell the truth? She said “ Because I love him!” The next day, she told him. There are couples no more. …Why?
Larry Graham was…
Larry Graham was kind enough to interview me. ..he is my cohost at All Around Florida and he is an amazing documentary photographer with a great portfolio, quite diverse from all over the United States. His photos concerning fires and firemen are beautifully recorded, a subject, not easy to express . and His nature shots of our beautiful Florida are a real treat to the eyes. / Thank you kindly, Larry Q. Isa your home base is Ft. Meyers; do you get a chance to travel around the rest of the Sunshine State? Let me give you a bit of background first : / it has not been too long that I have been living in Florida, and it has not been long that I have been taking pictures with a digital camera. in fact it was not until 2007, that I did get my first digital.. but then , I got hooked . I am a lover of travel, indeed.. Larry. ..in fact most of my portfolio is of pictures taken while on the road. The last two years I have done much less traveling than I did in the past. But I am also a huge fan of finding objects n the home and around my yard and on the streets and roads when I take a walk . I am a big fan of finding the everyday things of my daily routine. Gasoline prices and airline struggles have made me more so . I love Florida for its diversity within a small area. It is funny, but when I travel , I mostly am visiting family, and do not take the camera with me to respect the time sort of speaking:) although my family rolls their eyes at me . when I DO decide to take that camera with me . now , that being said. :) I have this philosophy in life.. you can travel all you want, but it is home where your greatest joys should come from .. and I could probably spend a few years simply taking shots of the unending life in my neighborhood alone.. I am quite versatile in what I take pictures of .. so a statue, or the bend in the road, or the power lines or the clotheslines or the ice cream truck or the gardens, or the children playing are amazing fun to me :) Q. In addition to your children and grandchildren what are you other favorite subjects to photograph? OH dear.. i have been accused of loving too many things to photograph.. but !. I couldnt find a subject I love more than my family :) okay subjects; .. Architecture and URBAN is a huge love for me . being raised in a big wonderful diverse city of the BIG APPLE ..i now have about 600 photos of Philadelphia which I have yet to share from .. and there I took pictures of sneakers lost on the power lines:) CANDID STREET SHOTS is another deep love of mine ..this shot here.. is an example of what some has deemed me and dubbed me as “the sneaky photog”.. it is called runaway bride.. and it is one on my personal favorites . This one here was taken as I was sitting across the row from him while on a train to Philadelphia. again “the sneaky shooter” The Flowers and Trees is another area I delve into . here is one from my yard and this one is one that has an added texture , another subject I want to learn more about / and oh how I love Birds / Natural Abstract gives me a sense of the beauty in light and shadow alone Statues and Cemeteries and MONUMENTS , another area of interest. and one of my favorite is ordinary mundane objects ..and of course my beloved cows / and it doesnt hurt to have some humor ..so < i find elephants in clouds and smiles in the trees Q. If you were to name one place in Florida as your favorite spot for photography where would that be? And why? Absolutely it would be hands down Miami for its urban excitement and flavor , diversity in its people and its flair for color here is one of my very own faves from Miami. a place where every corner is a treasure unfolding in front of my eyes / Q. How would you describe your style of photography? To describe me is tough I believe, but I do have one thing that I love, I am a huge fan of my photos coming up looking like paintings rather than follow the rule of thirds. I dont look for anything deep or wide. I look for a flat up and down look . my photos are usually centered making them look like they are hung on a wall of life sort of.. and that is how I describe my art. I never hold or carry around a tripod, and I couldnt care less about f stops and depth and exposure. . lol why?.. because I am a walker first, and a photog after.. i am never encumbered by details and dont have a need to learn those things in my later years.. strange , maybe, but true.. I enjoy what I am doing so much .. maybe when I am 95 I will be more interested. Q. What other artists do you draw inspiration from? I have to stop here for just a moment , to explain something I believe is the difference in seeing something beautiful , and something special . Although I believe there are millions of great, really great photographers, i do believe that there is a difference n simply doing something that is pretty, and something that is special .. a huge difference. it is probably why sunsets and flowers simply all by themselves are not something that stop me in my tracks .. to take that flower and add a sense of why you took that shot . well, thats great photography.. Ansel Adams!. and John Muir.. lol.how I wish :).. I see Florida as much much more interesting in black and white.. and it is an area I would enjoy if I had the fancier equipment and I had means with which to travel . But as I am content with myself and my state in life , I will accept what I have graciously now on the Red Bubble, there are a few here whom I really enjoy .. Doreen is my spiritual and photography twin we see eye to eye on every aspect of life Jean Lafftau magic in the camera eyes to take the soul of a person and keep the light perfect, all in black and white Rosalie Scanlon is one person who I admire greatly for her ability to take a shot of the ordinary every day and make it something special . no fancy lighting or things of that sort.. I admire that greatly OLDRUZ I must stop here and say. i found one photographer that I am utterly amazed at and want to emulate, and the reason being is the photography he does , sort of reminds me of me. i hope he doesnt mind my saying so.. I just discovered him not long ago.. and wil be enjoying his photos very much others that I gawk at Shoiab . works my heartstrings with his poetic images I could look at a slideshow all day with the nature and landscapes of Rodeorose / / Adrian Donahue master of tone and intrigue Lorena Maria Lore has a flavor so strong and delightful, moving, loving portraits and street scenes Elizabeth Bravo my cohost in “Post Cards” has a magical way of displaying light with emotion in the shadows in a city or home or wherever she goes Pmistric has humor integrated into a most wonderful unique vision work Lois Bryan and her landscapes .. wow Tatum Wolfe has a sense of humanity in her amazing street candids micmac tells a story simply by placing up her amazing photos here on the bubble Helen Bascom completes her artistry with social awareness par unmatched on the RB the list is quite long.. Q. Your gallery contains many projects that are beyond the scope of “All Around Florida”, tell us about some of these artworks? When I first started shooting my main objective was to document. I am a huge fan of history and memories. and I joined flickr as an outlet to simply share.. it is there that I fell in love with a diversity of mediums with which I could have fun with :) always having an artistic flair about me .. I delved into some fractals and some collages...this one is one in which my love for natural design and collages are fused in one / / . I became known as the collage queen .. and couldnt get enough of that under my hat. . it was a great way to show 20 works in one:). but there are many areas which I had yet to want to delve into . and my love for Abstract has always been with me since i was a child .. so!!)))) .. my favorite abstracts are faces :).. / here is one of the faces that I worked on , not too long ago : Q. You host several groups on RedBubble how does this enhance your community experience? May I just let these groups tell the story , and you tell me if they make a difference. Thats a hard question, Larry. I do hope even in a small way I might help promote beautiful amazing people along the journey . all around Florida / 50 things / All Street Portraiture / At The Store / Exceptional Ekphrasis / First Things / Live Love dream / Postcard Style / Puerto Rico Photography
My sincere thanks to the person who is featuring writing today and who has featured Only Time Will Tell...
My sincere thanks to the person who is featuring writing today and who has featured Only Time Will Tell on the home page. It is such an honor. I’m used to having art featured but to have my writing featured is very special. I don’t write very much anymore and this is just one of a few pieces that I have added to Red Bubble.
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