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"God, to me, it seems
is a verb,
not a noun,
proper or improper."
1005.52: The eternal is omniembracing and permeative; and the temporal is linear. This opens up a very high order of generalizations of generalizations. The truth could not be more omni-important, although it is often manifestly operative only as a linear identification of a special-case experience on a specialized subject.
1005.53: All the categories of creatures act individually as special-case and may be linearly analyzed; retrospectively, it is discoverable that inadvertently they are all interaffecting one another synergetically as a spherical, interprecessionally regenerative, tensegrity spherical integrity. Geodesic spheres demonstrate the compressionally discontinuous--tensionally continuous integrity. Ecology is tensegrity geodesic spherical programming.
"Our school systems are all nonsynergetic. We take the whole child and fractionate the scope of his or her comprehending coordination by putting the children in elementary schools—to become preoccupied with elements or isolated facts only. Thereafter we force them to choose some specialization, forcing them to forget the whole. ... We may well ask how it happened that the entire scheme of advanced education is devoted exclusively to ever narrower specialization. We find that the historical beginnings of schools and tutoring were established, and economically supported by illiterate and vastly ambitious warlords who required a wide variety of brain slaves with which to logistically and ballistically overwhelm those who opposed their expansion of physical conquest. They also simultaneously DIVIDED and CONQUERED any and all "bright ones" who might otherwise rise within their realms to threaten their supremacy. The warlord vitiated their threat by making them all specialists and reserving to himself exclusively the right to think about and act comprehensively. The warlord made all those about him differentiators and reserved the function of integration to himself."
~ Richard Buckminster Fuller
Item # PP069
Wild Thing
Poppy Parker™ Dressed Doll
The 2014 Integrity Toys Convention: Gloss
Limited Edition of 600 Dolls
2008 The Heist Convention Gift
You can easily place Integrity dolls in the case (standing up).
I remember being "disappointed" when I saw this (at my 1st Convention) because I was hoping for a Cardboard Diorama similar to the one they gave the year before. However, looking back....I'm really glad we got these. I use it a LOT... and it's very sturdy.
Would LOVE to get something like this each year - offered through W Club. Club Exclusives we can use / or buy separately.
she is so gorgeous! honestly pictures don't do her justice! sadly a tiny piece of her shoe broke (it happened when I was putting her on her stand) so I'm going to email integrity tomorrow to see if I can get a set of replacement shoes or something! other than that shes fab! her hair is kind of a mess but imma fix that later :P
I'm kind of tempted to do a review :P
LET’S CONSIDER THE ibis: a bird, the butt of jokes, and an Australian icon. If you are one of the 90 per cent of Australians living in an urban area, you’ll probably know of them. Formally the Australian white ibis (Threskiornis molucca), they are striking birds, large and cream coloured, muck-stained as they stride down the street, leaping onto bin rims with defiant integrity and dunking their bald, wrinkled heads into unknown waste.
Their face tapers to a bizarre curved beak often lost in a saucy kebab wrapper. They strut about on long legs and toes, scaly and leprous like their heads. Making them stranger yet, their tails are adorned with frayed black feathers, while the undersides of their wings bear a red-raw streak of arm.
And yet, the public seem most offended by their nests – a honking, squawking mess in the canopy of street-side palms.
“Canary Island date palms – that’s their preferred nesting tree,” says Vicki Currie, Biodiversity Team Leader for the Inner West Council in Sydney. “They’ve got just the right density of foliage for nesting, and the structure to support the birds’ weight. We’ve got lots of palms. And where you’ll find the palms, you’ll find ibis nesting.”
What hits you first about the nests is not the sight, but the unique smell: dank, bitter, and stale, like garbage drying in the sun. It’s oddly tied to the city and to the ibis, and I’ve wondered about its true source.
I told Vicki about the palms near my house in Petersham, also in Sydney’s Inner West. “Actually,” she said, “I received a call from one of the residents there last week. The ibis numbers have been growing over the last three years, and this season it’s been particularly bad – with baby ibis being pulled from the trees by crows and eaten on the street. The residents took some to the vets or even adopted them, but we’ll need to do something soon.”
Despite all this, the Australian white ibis remains an icon. Dedicated to ibis are dozens of Facebook groups with thousands of committed followers, paintings, comics, blogs, costumes, and radio shows. Somehow, the cultural spotlight has landed on the ibis’ hooked and unsuspecting face in the crowd and it’s there to stay: a funny-looking thing for us all to mock, a sanctioned target for jokes and memes, an avian Rob Schneider or Nickelback.
How old is this joke, though? Ibis are native birds and have been in Australia for millennia. Were people laughing at the ibis during the Sydney 2000 Summer Olympics? Perhaps. How about the launch of the Surfers Paradise hotel on the Gold Coast during the 1920s — were we scoffing at scungy city ibis then?
No, because there was no such thing as city ibis then.
Looking at 1950s Sydney alone, there were few counts of ibis. Contrast that with Sydney 2014 and almost 9000 ibis were counted in the annual ibis census. Urban ibis are new.
So — why did thousands of birds choose to land in cities around the country to dodge cars and cats, eat festering refuse, and bear the brunt of hisses, hurls, and glares? Let’s take a trip to the country to find out.
The Murray-Darling Basin stretches across western New South Wales, Victoria, the Australian Capital Territory, Queensland, and South Australia, collecting six per cent of Australia’s rainfall and providing habitat for 367 species of birds and 85 species of mammals. It was also once the primary habitat of the Australian white ibis.
The pre-colonial basin was lush, with the white ibis just one of 98 species of waterbird. Large white and glossy, ibis in their traditional habitat stride elegantly through the reeds and mudflats, their curved beak supremely adapted for sliding into the squelchy mud, sensitive to detect and extract crayfish, mussels and other tasties. Their heads are featherless, hygienic, and easy to keep clean. Contrasted against white plumage, their tail feathers are fringed with delicate, black lace-like feathers — the undersides of their wings glowing a rosy red when courting mates.
The basin has changed substantially since, and today is used intensively for agriculture and drinking water, supporting up to 4 million Australians. Our heavy reliance on the basin has come at the cost of our precious wildlife. As the wetlands dried up over the decades, ecosystems began collapsing — less water meant less plants, and less invertebrates, less fish, mammals, and birds.
According to historical observations provided by the Murray-Darling Basin Authority, 20 out of the 85 species of mammals living around the basin have become locally extinct since European settlement. And that’s just mammals. Not the ibis, though. A honking wretch of an alarm, ibis were adaptable and enduring enough to flee the dying wetlands – in the shape of a large V – to the big smoke.
The ibis began arriving to town in droves, but instead of heeding their message for the plight of the Murray-Darling Basin, we got distracted by their funny beaks. The ibis landed in our cities – littered with cylindrical food dispensers full of half-eaten sandwiches, fruit, and chicken bits, footpaths where coffee cups rolled and chip packets skated. Once here, the ibis’ city populations boomed, while their wetland counterparts dwindled.
In the wild they eat crustaceans and insects – high fat, high protein foods, explains Sean Coogan, a nutritional researcher at the University of Sydney. “They’re carnivores. In Hyde Park where I study them, though, they seem to eat mostly carb-rich foods: noodles, bread, cookies. They happily eat food from this guy who actually cooks dinner for them the night before: rice with sausage, kale and carrots, and ramen… chicken flavour.”
“It was really funny during my experiments; I’d set out one experimental food in a black container and the ibis would eat from it. But as soon as I’d put out three dishes, the ibis would grow wary. They’re street smart. I ended up having to put the food in transparent containers so they could see it wasn’t a trap,” he says.
“I’m not sure why the ibis are eating such high-carb foods from the trash. I guess it’s all they can find. People typically don’t throw out protein or fats because they’re more expensive. Strangely though, even when given the choice — the ibis still chose carbohydrate-rich experimental foods. What they’re foraging for in the trash has to be an important consideration in any management plan.”
Rubbish is a staple for ibis, and in a sense, their colourful street names — bin chicken, trash turkey — mean more than we realise. A study monitored ibis for three days in Sydney and found that 40-50 per cent of birds fed from landfill daily; our excess has become fuel for the birds, allowing them to turn our waste into more baby ibis. With such decadence to live off, ibis are proliferating. More and more palm trees are becoming nests, stinky and noisy, and in some councils they must be ‘managed’. Our trash has manifested into walking, squawking animals and we don’t like it.
That familiar stench drifting from ibis nests? It’s not the smell of the birds, but of our own rubbish, our neglectful and disposable decisions coming home to roost. Ibis are a pungent indicator of our vast environmental footprint: they’re our smelly canaries.
But it’s not all doom and gloom, for the Australian white ibis is a paradoxical bird. They are rare where they should be abundant and over-abundant where they shouldn’t be; at the same time they’re both vulnerable and a pest – it’s illegal to harm them, yet councils have permits to cull them. And for all the disgust and jokes cast at them, they wield a great social leverage – each year in October, hundreds participate in the ibis census, counting tens of thousands of ibis over the country. And on 21 December, almost 15,000 Sydney-siders are either ‘interested’ or ‘going’ to an ibis-themed Facebook event … called ‘International Glare at Ibises Day’.
I asked Sean and Vicki their opinions on the ibis.
“I love them,” says Vicki. “I find it difficult to see them in an urban environment living off scraps. I want to provide them with as much healthy habitat as possible, and get people seeing them in a nice light, like kookaburras or any other Australian icon. They’re beautiful, regal birds.”
“I came here from Canada and thought ‘Wow! These are really cool birds’,” says Sean. “Over time I saw them eating garbage and started to think they were gross. But then I started working with them and learned individuals, their personalities – some liked carrots, some didn’t, some were bold, some were flighty. I had a lot of fun in the gardens feeding those birds. And you know what’s weird? I even started to like their smell – it’s something.”
Ibis have our attention, for good and bad, and it can be channelled for change. Their social media appeal needs to be curbed for good, not inane. Spread the plight of the ibis, dispose of your rubbish properly, don't waste food (food created on farmland irrigated by the Murray-Darling), and respect ibis. Next year, let's see ‘International Care for Ibises Day’.
www.australiangeographic.com.au/topics/wildlife/2016/12/t...
Callum Windsor has arrived and I have to say that he's nothing like the model doll used for the promo session by Integrity toys. He's cute nonetheless. What I really like about him is that his face is not perfectly symmetrical, which makes him less dolly and more lifelike. What I don't like is his big forehead. I'll have to cover it somehow or have Callum rerooted. Botox lips combined with "schwarzenegger" chin are suprizingly OK with me.
Woman you got too many brambles
Hiding under these bushes
Woman you got too many brambles
But I always liked a good storm
I'm always good for a storm
Oh here we go... I picked out the best of the best. The ones that have spoken to me. The ones who I think are the best versions of each doll. It’s all about the face and the hair for me, and not necessarily the fashions. I told myself I would NEVER get any Poppy Parker or any of the Dynamite Girls… but I can’t help it! They’re irresistible! Most dolls from my selection are produced from 2009 to present. One from 2006 and a select few from 2008. I’d like to keep my collection as slim as possible, so any moment IT releases a version of one of the characters who is better than the previously released ones, one could get eliminated from the list. I am insane! I know.
Black&White means I have not acquired the doll yet, while Full Color means I have the doll in my collection or I pre-ordered the doll.
credits:
The Muse Adele/kostis1667
Tropicalia Workshop Poppy/think_pink1265/insidethefashiondollstudio
I love them very much, due to their gorgeous faces and pivotal bodies!
From left to right:
Alice, Petrushka, Dorothea, Blair, Dorothy, Alexia and Anna