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I am taking advantage of our group site to send all of you who practice the Christian Faith and will celebrate Easter Sunday, this greeting and my love to all of you .
This overlooks our bay front...Corpus Christi, The body of Christ. I texted in the inscription and name of the sculpture because it did not show..
Variation of a text-prompt generation in AI Deep Dream. The text contained the words ALIEN, XENOMORPH, GIGER and ALIEN.
The option of Text Prompt is a new feature on Deep Dream.
Prints available at my Pixels Shop:
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PROMPT:
front head and shoulder view of a xenomorph alien, sculpture made by H.R. Giger, intricately detailed Zdzisław Beksiński surrealism airbrush art mysterious colourful detailed painting
for 365
Dear Flickr-verse,
I left my house at 9:30am and returned home (promptly!) at 10:50pm, some 13 hours and 20 minutes later.
I had great plans, my sweet flickr-verse for a shot today that apparently I should have planned more extensively - i.e. taken it sometime before 7am this morning.
Tomorrow, lovely and forgiving flickr-verse, I promise to do a better job and not post a picture in which I look like I might still be 14 (WTF?) and which I am going to SAY loosely qualifies for Bokeh Wednesday because HELLO! right over there in the background...do you see it? That's fish tank bokeh for you people. The things I do for you.
Even after 2 martini's and a glass of chardonnay, I think of your people and your love for bokeh and post this craptastic picture of me looking more and more like leelee sobieski and less and less like me.
I apologize.
Tomorrow, under the influence of less alcohol and in the presence of more time, I will do better.
Sincerely and with much love and affection,
Wendy
VU21 DFK
2021 DAF XF 480 FTG Super Space Cab
Prompt Transport, North Common, Bristol
Buckingham, 2 August 2021
Each year in the FMS Photo A Day group for one month hey use the alphabet for our photo prompts. I usually take this to use song lyrics for my inspiraion. So for the frist day A is for All By Myself. Celine Dion or Eric Carman it doesn't matter. They both have great renditions of the song and I found todays inspiraion in it. I used a new edit on one of my photos from Waikiki this past November.
Get some sleep
It's too late now
To change anything
But it's alright
Get some sleep
It's so dark outside
So close your eyes
And feel the world turn round
If you're not lost
I guess that makes you found
I had a really good driving lesson today. No fatalities and I'm no longer relying on him to prompt me so much. I met my Mom at the hairdressers afterwards, & once we'd picked up my dry cleaning (they'd managed to get the wax out of my new skirt!) & I'd got some more lip balm, we went off for lunch in Ellesmere.
We went to The Black Lion, & wow it was busy. We had a nice lunch, except I almost ended up crying. I don't know how this topic of conversation cropped up, but I ended up telling my Mom quite a bit about the American. It's always annoyed me how he did all these shitty things, & yet my Mom was practically encouraging me to get back with him, or to at least talk to him. She always maintained that he was a "nice boy". Fuck that.
She asked me why I'd never told her or my Dad, & it was because I never wanted them to regret letting me stay with him. If I had the chance I'd still do it all over again. It was such a life-changing time, & has given me a whole new perspective on people. I would never have experienced what I did if I'd stayed in this town. I mean, I'm pretty sure my parents knew the basics of what a dick he was. I've always alluded to it. I just never wanted to talk about it properly. I ended up crying a little. It wasn't nice to have to revisit those memories. My Mom then had a talk with me about how she thinks the whole thing has adversely affected my outlook on social situations & alcohol.
That just pissed me off.
I've always disliked clubs, because I'm usually the only sober one there. I stopped drinking pretty early on in my teenage years. I will drink wine when at dinner parties, but only when not doing so would *offend* the host, & I won't like it. I nurse that same glass the whole evening. I don't mind going to pubs with people, I will just order something non-alcoholic. If I completely trust the person I'm with, I will drink cider, or bacardi breezers, etc. But that is so rare, & I only drink one or two. But I will never be a big party person. I will never be a big drinker. Not because of the American, but because I was already like that. So it kinda hurt that after my confession to my Mom, she starts going on about how I need to try & be more normal. Well, I don't think she used the world normal. It was more like she was implying that it would be better if I was more like everyone else. I know she means well, but we've been having this same old argument for years. I like who I am. Deal with it.
I spent the rest of the day reading while my Mom, & later my Dad, packed. We had a nice dinner together, until my Mom made a slight dig about how I apparently couldn't trust my parents with things. I'd already explained to her that I never told her everything because I didn't want to make them regret anything. Why couldn't she accept that?
In the evening we watched the second of Andrew Marr's 'The Making of Great Britain'. I hate my parents going away for a long period of time. It totally sucks.
213/365
The story on scrapping outside the theme.
Credits:
Fonts: Impact and Halo Handletter; Digital Kit: Spook by Karla Dudley
Prompt: 1930s: The Lean Years
Journaling reads: "To merely say you girls like to go shoe shopping would be a complete and utter understatement! I love how girly you two are and the shoes you pick are adorable! Thank heavens for velcro – eventually we’ll have to teach you to tie shoe laces! Love you, Mommy"
THANK YOU Lynnette and Leslie for the opportunity to be a guest designer during our fabulous LOAD in Vogue!
About the Book
Dejan Stojanović, Sunce sebe gleda, Književna reč, Beograd, 1999
By statement: Dejan Stojanović.
Series: Biblioteka Pismo
Source records: Library MARC record
Library MARC record
Language: Serbian
Dimensions: 21 cm.
Pagination: 157 p. ;
LCCN: 00279202
LC: PG1419.29.T587 S86 1999
Subject: Poetry
THE SUN WATCHES ITSELF
The second collection of Dejan Stojanovic's verse, "The Sun is Watching Itself," is covered by a metaphysical and philosophical veil. Eleven segments are connected by these two abstract approaches and by such key images as a circle, suggesting infinity, and silence, reflecting space and eternity. The circle serves as a powerful symbol and a device of the perpetual in this poetry: "the end without endlessness is only a new beginning," claims the poet. Thus, one of the poems bears the title "God and Circle," symbolizing the perennial search for an exit and the eventual finding of one, which only leads into another circle and to continuous evolution. This prompts Stojanovic to pose the question "Is God himself a Circle?"--implying that God is endless and ever present.
Although concise, the poems convey in a powerful and specific manner messages from the triad circle-God-eternity, connected by man's destiny and the poet's concept of human life and origins, and of the universe itself. In other words, microcosmic observations lead to macrocosmic revelations and didactic conclusions. The poems seem to teach us what is obvious in the context of common sense, often surprisingly remote to the modern man.
In terms of style and format, the author has a coextensional approach; he uses relatively simple expressions and words in an interplay of brilliant meanings that bring about highly complex but easily readable structures. If elegance is represented by simplicity, then these are some of the most elegant verses imaginable; unadorned verses that are a source of beauty and wisdom.
Stojanovic's perceptions of light and darkness, of fantasy and reality, of truth and falsehood present us with a circular format of infinity and resurrection.
The format has its logical beginning and end. "The Sun is Watching Itself" begins with poems dedicated to God and the universe, then descends from the metaphysical to the philosophical, focusing on more ordinary such us the symbolic meaning of a stone, a game, a place, silence, hopelessness, and the question "Is it possible to write a poem?" Stojanovic's collection might well serve as an affirmative answer to this question. The poet has taken us on a long journey from God and universe to our everyday world. We all seem to be a part of a circle, says the author, searching for the eternal in the universe, only to realize the finality of life on earth. The poet's message is doubly effective for its extraordinary, soul-searching content and its reflective, powerful language.
-Branko Mikasinovich, Washington, D.C.
WLT World Literature Today, A Literary Quarterly of the University of Oklahoma, Norman, Oklahoma
Volume 74, Number 2, Page 442, Spring 2000
SOLARNI KRUG ISTINE
Već sa prvom zbirkom ("Krugovanje") Dejan Stojanović je kvalitativno značajno postulirao svoj poetički credo i simbolički kompleks tako da uz pomoć njega može uspešno da se prati obimno koncipirana celina, kontinuitet i preokupacije, drama pesničkog stvaranja u borbi za istinu i traženje smisaonosti kroz kreaciju u zbirci "Sunce sebe gleda." Kroz poetičku prizmu narečenih zbirki jasno se sagledava i poetsko "vjeruju" Dejana Stojanovića koje bi bilo najbliže Nastasijevićevoj misli da bi trebalo prožeti se poezijom, a ne samo dodirnuti je. Pesnik sa prvom zbirkom prihvata izazov, koji još bolje značenjski produbljuje u drugoj; odricanje od moderne koja je sama sebi svrha, opredeljujući se da pesničkim simbolima iskaže univerzalnu dramatičnost.
Pesnik, i kada je osećanje slobode u njemu jedna od osnovnih dominanti osećanja sveta, ne može se oteti utisku da je još samo jedna karika u lancu potvrđivanja i nastavljanja volje onih spodoba koje iz dubina nebića izlaze na svetlo dana, zauzimajući sebi svojstvena i primerena mesta u hipokriziji, oportunizmu i egocentričnom konformizmu naših dana. Otuda je u poeziji Dejana Stojanovića put ka suštini i istini poetički i smisleno lociran "s druge strane vida" ("Krugovanje") dok se formalno poigravanje smislom reči—koje na planu metafizičkog usložnjavanja povlači razgranato poigravanje značenjem—prepliće sa nepomućenom verom u pročišćujuću ulogu reči. Profetska uloga poezije u prizivanju i ovekovečavanju kataklizme totalitarnog sveta daruje ontološki pečat postojanja svemu; u rekombinacijama i specifičnim međuodnosima i višnjoj harmoniji između stvari iz fundusa očiglednosti. Osluškivanje pulsacija bića izjednačeno je sa osluškivanjem večnosti koja vaskrsava u poetskoj matrici saznanja o nepreglednosti i, u isto vreme, uniženosti bića u odnosu na apsolut, ciji je pečat jasno utisnut u svakodnevnu pojavnost. Samim tim kategorije vanljudskog počivaju u metaforama i slikama sveta koji se atomizira u supstancijalni praelement smisla; u prapočelo, odakle se ponovo vaspostavlja pod blagotvornim utiskom i oblikom pesme.
Poniranje u nemušte i tajinske zone bica, osetljivost i pažljivost u građenju lirskog subjekta, imaginativni spojevi prepuni duhovne osetljivosti, od velike većine pesama zbirke "Sunce sebe gleda" stvaraju univerzalne simbole poetski rafinovane imaginacije, fantazijskih obasjanja i pazljivo odabranih folklornih rudimenata pamćenja izniklih iz našeg tla. Jezički senzibil uvodi nova značenja u poznate relacije; svetlo i tama—oportuna simbolika sna, pretvaraju se u okolnosti stvaranja, tišina prerasta u dinamično stanje unutrašnje molitve, a istina, kroz potrage za njenim ontološkim parametrima—preispitivanjem nutrine, postaje samosvojno stanje izopštenih i jurodivih umova. Upravo takvo posedovanje istine, kao unutrašnjeg osećanja i kao istupa iz sebe, u poetskom ludensu Dejana Stojanovića povlači irinijske i sarkastične linije pevanja; asketskog izrugivanja svetu materije, hipokrizije i prosečnosti, suprotstavljanja istine jedinke (bića) "istini" mase (kolektivnog zla utemeljenog u ne-bicu). Pozicija čoveka samca jeste pozicija pesnika u odnosu na, do obezličenja multiplikovan, organon vaskolikog sveta.
Stišani tonovi gradacije simbola, stvaranje specifične hijerarhije, traženje sebe u drugima i drugih u sebi, elementarizuju u ovoj zbirci jedinstvo kruga kao alegorični pečat apsoluta i istraživanja beskonačnosti i konačnosti zemaljskih dana. Između reči i glasova, katalizatora duhovnog i uzvišenog, apsoluta i smisla postojanja, sugestivno i simbolički redukovanih stihova, do širokog narativnog zamaha, utkana je čitava ova zbirka. Ova poezija je sva u jeziku i sva od jezika. Put Nojeve barke jezika jeste njeno apsolutno znanje kojim plovi kroz žamor i bure nerazumevanja, neshvatanja i reči iz kojih je iscureo smisao kao pesak iz klepsidre sveta čije dane prepune iskušenja intenzivno proživljavamo.
-Petar V. Arbutina, 1999.
PESNIK PRED OTVORENIM VRATIMA
Dejan Stojanović, u poslednje dve godine načinio je pravi podvig: objavio je šest knjiga. Osim jedne, sve knjige pesama.
Stojanović je pesnik koji traga za savršenim pesničkim oblikom jer istovremeno traga i za apsolutnim smislom čovekovog postojanja.
"Krugovanje" (1993) je naznačilo Stojanovićev pesnički put, a nove knjige—"Sunce sebe gleda", "Znak i njegova deca", "Tvoritelj", Oblik, uz treće, dopunjeno izdanje "Krugovanja", zaokruzile su njegovo dosadašnje pesničko delo. U "Razgovorima," Dejan Stojanović je sabrao intervjue koje je početkom devedesetih godina vodio sa veoma istaknutim srpskim i stranim stvaraocima, u Beogradu, Parizu i Čikagu, a objavljivao ih je tih godina (1990-1992) u magazinu "Pogledi". Nije mala stvar naći se oči u oči sa piscima kakvi su Alek Vukadinović, Momo Kapor, Nikola Milosević, Žak Klod Vilar, Sol Belou, Stiv Tešić, Branko Mikašinović, Čarls Simić i Nadja Tesić, ili sa slikarima Petrom Omčikusom, Ljubom Popovićem, Milošem Šobajićem, Savom Rakočevićem. Umeti sa njima razgovarati na visokom, dakle njihovom nivou, postavljati im odgovarajuća, za svakog od njih dobro promišljena i pronađena pitanja, koja otključavaju brave i njihovih dela i njihovih ličnosti, to je posao koji zahteva veliko i veoma rznovrsno znanje. Nije, onda, čudo što je za ovu knjigu Dejan Stojanović dobio nagradu Matice iseljenika i Udruženja književnika Srbije za intelektualni angažman.
Knjiga pesama "Krugovanje" bila je objavljena prvi put 1993. godine, a zatim je doživela još dva izdanja, 1998 i 2000. Pesnika iz Čikaga srpska javnost je doskora poznavala samo po toj knjizi. Poznavala i cenila, što se može zaključiti iz sažete ocene Aleka Vukadinovića: "Specifičan, iznenađujuće originalan, izvan tokova kolektivno negovanih senzibiliteta i pomodnih trendova. "
I poznati američki pesnik, Čarls Simić, ima laskavo misljenje o prvoj Stojanovićevoj knjizi.: "'Krugovanje' je knjiga u kojoj sam u potpunosti uživao. Obilje lepih kratkih pesničkih formi." Ne iznenađuje ovakva Simićeva ocena, jer on kao stvaralac i prevodilac Nastasijevića i Pope zna šta je lepota kratke pesničke forme. Zato je i važno to priznanje kada ono baš od njega dolazi, a pogotovo što se odnosi na nešto sto je bitna karakteristika Stojanovića kao pesnika: za njega su reči sakralni znaci, pa se on prema njima i odnosi sa krajnjim poštovanjem, odgovornošću, uzdržanošću, koja je na samoj granici straha:
Kada bismo utvrdili
Koliko je važno da se nešto kaže
Mozda nijednu reč ne bismo napisali
("Isto")
Ali strah ne sputava pesnika. Razmišljajuci o svojoj poetici , Stojanović se prisetio majstora nad majstorima, Betovena:
"Samo praznina kad gleda / Uvek isto vidi". Praznina može da vidi samo prazninu. A čovek kada gleda vidi čoveka—mada ni njega nije lako videti, pogotovo sagledati. Pesnik, međutim, gleda kroz čoveka i vidi ono što vide pravi stvaraoci, umetnici i duhovnici—tajnu. Stojanović je, pored ostalih, napisao i dve lepe pesme o tajni. Prva "Tajna" kao da je od ovoga, čovekovog i prirodnog sveta:
Bogata i daleka
Ti nemo čekas
Gde se kriješ
Daj znak
Primi u goste
Morem opasana
Nehajna—sebi dovoljna
Nećeš da otvoriš vrata
A druga tajna, u pesmi "Tajna i istina", kao da je ona koja je u vezi, pored drugih, sa jednom, najvišom istinom, istinom nad istinama, u vezi sa samim izvorom života i postojanja, sa istinom Tvoritelja:
Ima mnogo tajni
Nemoj ih sve rešavati
Ima mnogo istina
Samo ka jednoj teži
Sve istine iz jedne dolaze
U pesmi "Blago izvora", iz tog istog ciklusa "Betoven i smrt", u knjizi "Sunce sebe gleda", Stojanović se ponovo vraća sličnoj slici početka svih početaka, ishodištu svih ishodišta, izvoru svih izvora:
Ne propusti da vidiš
Kako se cveće Suncu
Galeb vodi raduje
Primi ih u sebe
Gledaj kroz mrak
Sanjaj kroz svetlost
Ka jezgru
Iz kog si na put krenuo
Pored apsolutnih, svemirskih "vrata", Stojanović ne zaboravlja ni čovekova vrata, na kojima se, ranije ili kasnije, ugleda smrt. I ta se pesma, "Betoven i smrt" odlično uklapa u ovaj ciklus u kojem se ukrštaju simboli izlazaka i ulazaka:
Smrt je na vratima
Kaže Betoven
Da li da mu verujemo
Možda se i nije šalio
Možda je stvarno video smrt
Oči im se srele
Njemu nije imao ko da kaže
Da zaključa vrata
I da mu je rekao, Betoven ih ne bi zaključao. Nije ih zaključao ni Stojanović. Srećom po sebe i poeziju koju piše drži ih i on širom otvorena.
Sreću mu se oči sa smrću, ali i sa svetlošću.
-Aleksandar Petrov
Amerikanski Srbobran, Književni dodatak, decembar 2000.
Table of contents:
NEBOKRET
Prva Tišina, 7
Vrh i dno, 8
Omeđen beskrajem, 9
Vetrenjača, 10
Sveti plam, 11
Tačka, 12
Vasiona, 13
Cvet svemira, 14
Jesi li ili nisi 15
BOG I KRUG
Dan svemira, 19
Nebo i krug, 20
Istina kruga, 21
Bog i krug, 22
NEBOHOD
Kiša apsoluta, 25
Oblak I, 26
Oblak II, 27
Svetlost i mrak, 28
Obmana, 29
Mladi starac, 30
Večnost i trajanje, 31
Večnost i večnost, 32
Nula, 33
Brzina, 34
Beskraj i kraj, 35
MESTO ZABORAVLJENO
Ognjište, 39
Bajka i kraj, 40
Paradoks, 41
Božji šegrt, 42
Varka, 43
Čvsrta zemlja, 44
Bog je zauzet, 45
Zvezda u travi, 46
Slovo njegovo, 47
Mesto zaboravljeno, 48
Vatra, 49
Povratak, 50
KAMEN I REČ
Gde prestaje pesma, 53
Reč, 54
Prva reč, 55
Kaman i reč, 56
Slaganje reči, 57
Skrivene reči, 58
Reči nekazane, 59
Priče, 60
Hipnoza reči, 61
Nekoliko reči, 62
Ista priča, 63
Misao II, 64
Laž, 65
Istina i laž, 66
Sokrat, 67
Umor, 68
Nova reč, 69
ŠTA POSLE
Nemost, 73
Ili, 74
Pitomi zvuk, 75
Tamo i ovde I, 76
Ništa, 77
Svetiljka, 78
Ovako i onako, 79
Šta posle, 80
Vitez, 81
Vitezovi, 82
IGRE
Ne, 85
Rat, 86
Stvari, 87
Prevara, 88
Cirkus, 89
Visočanstvo, 90
Patuljak, 92
Virus duše, 93
Vrednost i promašaj, 94
Produži dan, 95
Igra I, 96
Igra II, 97
Igra III, 98
Razmišljanje naljućenog, 100
MOŽE LI SE NAPISATI PESMA
Da li postoji Bog, 103
Uvreda I, 104
Božji sin, 105
Hrist, 106
Glava, 107
Život, 108
Blesak tišine, 109
Dobrotvori, 110
Može li se napisati pesma, 111
Predah, 112
BEZIZLAZ
Oduzetost, 115
Nasamo sa sobom, 116
Ako, 117
Tamo i ovde II, 118
Apsurd, 119
Uvreda II, 120
Podvala, 121
Misao o nama, 122
Pitanje suncu, 123
Seansa, 124
Stara klupa, 125
Vrt , 126
ZVUK TIŠINE
Šapni mi svoju tajnu, 129
Mera borbe, 130
Jednostavnost, 131
Empatija, 132
Put, 133
Pakao i raj, 134
Miris polja, 135
Lek, 136
Zrak, 137
Dan, 138
BETOVEN I SMRT
Izlaz, 141
Tajna, 142
Tajna i istina, 143
Blago izvora, 144
Možda, 145
Betoven i smrt, 146
Isto, 147
EPILOG
Pakao, 151
DODATAK
Solarni krug istine, Petar V. Arbutina, 155
Beleška o piscu, 158
By statement: Dejan Stojanović.
Series: Biblioteka Pismo
Source records: Library MARC record
Library MARC record
Language: Serbian
Dimensions: 21 cm.
Pagination: 157 p. ;
LCCN: 00279202
LC: PG1419.29.T587 S86 1999
Subject: Poetry
Todays prompt was the word Simple. And this is a simple photograph of some raffle tickets. There is also a simple fact attached here. I kep the coupons and I did not win.
Prompt: An oil painting of a white fishing trawler with seagulls flying around it, on the high rough stormy sea at night, with lightning. The boat is blue with yellow hue lights shining through its windows. waves crash against the ship's hull. In front of the boat, there are small white gannet birds circling above it. The scene captures the essence of rugged rough seas, show brush strokes, coming at the viewer,
digital fine art created using chatgpt Sora AI and Photoshop
Prompt: medium-full view, Several pheasants in a field, one is flying and two more can be seen nearby. The scene includes an old barn, wooden fence, all set against tall grasses. A detailed painting in vibrant colors, showcasing nature's beauty and wildlife --ar 14:11 --v 6.1
the digital fine art was created using Midjourney AI v 6.1
As per the name of the album I'm putting this in, I felt this was a great "writing prompt" photo. In English/Language Arts classes (at least in elementary and middle school), students are sometimes given a "writing prompt" - a picture that inspires them to write a story about it. Over the years, I have taken a number of photos that I thought would make great writing prompts. This is one of them. I finally decided to create an album of my "writing prompt" pictures.
Regarding this photo, I was walking out of the doctors office. My car was parked in the lot, which was in the back of the building. As I was walking down the side of the building, I spotted this little pile of nuts and washers. I thought to myself, "There's a story there. Not sure what it is, but it's kind of fun to make up a story about it." And that compelled me to take the picture.
Write your own story.
© Carrie Hittel. All rights reserved.
APPROXIMATE RELEASE DATE: 2007-2014
HEAD MOLD: "Jess"; pierced ears
PERSONAL FUN FACT: Ivy Ling is probably one of the best impulse purchases I have ever made. Unlike her best friend counterpart, Julie, I never actually planned to own an Ivy doll. I'm not really sure why the idea had never previously crossed my mind, considering I've always had a soft spot for Asian dolls. It wasn't until July 2014 that I really became aware of Ivy's existence, at which point I discovered, much to my dismay, that she was retiring. It was Ivy's impending archival which prompted me to purchase not only her, but also Julie. Looking back, I guess it actually all worked out in my favor. I don't know if I eventually would have purchased a Julie doll, who I had dreamed of for many years. But I can say with certainty that it would have taken much longer for me to work up the nerve to add Julie to my collection. I'm really glad that I made the decision to get Ivy when I did. Ivy and Julie came into my life at the perfect time, and that has made the pair that much more special to me.
I think my sister and I discussed buying Ivy for only one day. It all happened so quickly that my memory is somewhat blurred. No sooner had the naughty idea of ordering Ivy crossed our minds, had the dirty deed been done. For the first time in nine years, I was waiting for an American Girl doll to arrive in the mail. Marisol Luna had been my last brand new American Girl doll--she was my large Christmas present in 2005. It all felt surreal, and in a way, I couldn't even contemplate what it would feel like opening up a brand new American Girl doll again. I'll admit, I was sort of nervous--Ivy had been a last minute decision, so I feared I'd be disappointed. I remember the day she arrived quite vividly still. It was Tuesday, July 15, 2014 when the UPS truck pulled into my driveway to deliver Ivy. Even though it had been nearly a decade since I had ordered anything from American Girl, it was like I had never skipped a beat. Opening the box, pulling out the catalogue and advertisements, and looking at my new purchases all felt so natural. Ivy took my breath away when I removed the lid to her box. She's actually one of the few dolls I've ever found attractive looking while still packaged. What lured me the most about Ivy was her stunning, decal brown eyes. The warmth of them reminded me so much of my beloved childhood Samantha. I loved the almond shape of her eye sockets and the quirky length of her jet black hair. It was a moment I'll forever cherish, and a very significant one in terms of my collection.
Ivy has come to mean more to me than the first new American Girl doll in my collection as an adult. She's actually taken on a much deeper significance. Whenever I look at Ivy, I remember that summer--it was a time of great change and progress in my life. I guess you could say that Ivy and Julie's arrival (Julie came that same Friday) was somewhat inconvenient. Colleen and I had torn apart the living room to repaint it, so things were a little chaotic at our house. Ivy and Julie spent their first few weeks with me hanging out around the house. During the evenings, they sat beside me on the "jumbo couch" Colleen and I had created (which was both our couches put together in the center of the room). Home improvement projects like repainting are very common, but this particular one meant the world to Colleen and me. For over five years, we had to stare at the ugliest blue color on our living room walls. The color itself was actually tolerable, but the fact that the living room was only half painted, and half plastered was stressful. Dad had started the living room makeover project my senior year of high school, but after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer the following fall, he never got around to finishing it. Every time we sat in our living room and gazed at the walls, we were reminded of the most painful times in our lives. The living room had this negative energy that weighed us down. I never liked spending time in there. But the emotional burden the living room once carried was banished by two coats of cheery, "honey caramel" paint. Since Ivy spent so much of her time being part of the project because she hung out in the living room with us, I associate her with that time in my life. That was the same summer Colleen and I also decided to repaint our bathroom, which had been previously decorated in moldy wallpaper. It was the first time since Dad passed away that I finally realized that Colleen and I could actually make it on our own, and looking at Ivy reminds me of that newfound inner strength.
As much as I've come to love and appreciate both Julie and Ivy, for some reason it is Ivy that holds more meaning to me. She may have been the unplanned addition to our family, but she feels like she belongs. She was a piece of my childhood that I was able to reclaim. Ever since we ordered her, I feel like it's part of our normal, daily lives to buy stuff for our American Girl dolls. They spend so much more time out of the cabinets and with us. It's all thanks to Ivy really, because she made me see what I was missing those nine years. She's made me appreciate all the new changes that have been made to the American Girl line. Ivy has in her own way reassured me that everything will be okay, and that the future is bright and fully of possibilities. She reminds me of the summer of change in my life. The darkness that once clouded my life has finally lifted, and I feel like a large contributing factor was repainting the living room. I've never felt so free in my life, and Ivy got to be part of that liberation. Most importantly, Ivy will forever be a reminder to me that I have it within myself to to find the strength to make my own happiness.
Always Words
The prompt today made me think about how much I have always loved words and grammar which reminded me of one of my favorite shows growing up. Hello 1970's and retro colors. One of my goals was to use up as many of those brown, yellow, and orange die cuts and I think I did a great job. They've been in my stash for more than five years. Time to use them!
Everything on the page is Jillibean Soup except Doodlebug square letter stickers and green enamel dots and Perler all other enamel dots.
Prompt #6 from Janel of "Run with Scissors" Journal prompts
Journal Prompt Number 6:
It's time...
It's definitely time to do something. It may be a new season for you in your life, or a time to make some goals, or it may just be time to relax (because it's Saturday right?).
Draw something that represents the word time and then make a list of things that you need to do at this time in your life, or day, or week :)
Prompt: medium-full body view, in Pixar style a white westie, ears up, wearing a Philadelphia Eagles jersey, holding the Super Bowl Trophy, background is a football field, scoreboard text "Eagles 40 - Chiefs 22",
Prompt: Digital fine art, full body view, of an Aegean cat lounging on a wooden deck. The cat has a white body with gray patches and is lying down with its front paws outstretched and its back legs bent. The background features green short cut grass and blue sky. The lighting is natural, with even illumination, its ears are perked up, high details, high resolution, --ar 5:4 --v 6.1
This digital fine art was created using Midjourney AI and Photoshop
Rosedale BBQ: The Rosedale Story
Nestled in the heart of Kansas City, Kansas is one of the country’s finest barbecues. Located at 600 Southwest Boulevard, Rosedale Bar B Que boasts over seventy years of delicious barbecue and friendly, prompt service. Founded by Anthony Rieke and wife Alda and brother- in-law Anthony "Tony" Sieleman on July 4, 1934, Rosedale Bar B Que began as a neighborhood hot dog and beer stand known as "The Bucket Shop." At the Bucket Shop you could buy a half-gallon bucket full of the coldest beer in town for a quarter.
Beer had just been made legal for a short time and the Rieke’s and Sieleman believed they could make a few pennies selling beer…but it wasn’t hot dogs that the partners craved. It was barbecue. On the way home each night they could smell "Fatty" Sharp’s smoking meats a half-mile down the road. "…and Fatty and his wife would get to arguing, it was like going to a show," Rieke said.
So the following summer with $183 and some pocket change between them, the partners decided to start a new business about 100 feet from their beer stand. They paid their first months rent, bought a $20 occupation license, and their first 16 gallon keg of beer, nailed some tin siding on a 12 by 16 foot frame, moved in and fired up their first barbecue pit. During their first winter, they added sheets of plywood to the inside walls to help keep the customers warm at the nine-seat counter.
"It was 1935 and there was no refrigeration in those days. There was an icehouse down the street so we’d go over there and get a 300lb. block of ice for 75 cents and carry it back over. …that would make it sell, having it cold, real cold. And then people would get hungry while drinking beer. It worked together." (Anthony Rieke)
The venture that was intended to help the partners survive the hardships of the Great Depression turned out to be an American Dream come true for them. As the years passed, business grew as well as the barbecue: initially with the 12’ x 16’ building and then with Rieke’s development of the first practical commercial rotisserie barbecue oven. "I had to make sure the meat would cook evenly so I did a test run personally. I crawled in and rode around in it kind of like a carousel, and it all worked out just fine."
When asked what it takes to stay successful in the barbecue business for over 70 years, especially in a town known for barbecue, the family jokes " We just have a different genetic composition …we have smoke running through our veins." (Marisha Smith) The customers say that it is the value, service and continuous tradition over the years that keeps them returning for more.
Rosedale is a down-home place where patrons collect their order at the counter, take their food to one of the tables or booths and dig in. Rosedale has never felt the need to offer trendy items on the menu. They have just stuck to the traditional barbecue fare, thus maintaining a supreme quality in the meats they serve: Brisket, ham, pork and turkey as well as the ever popular ribs and chicken. Loyal to the restaurants inception, they still offer some of the best hot dogs in town. Today you can even top the hot dogs with barbecue style chili. Yummy! The side orders include barbecued baked beans, cole slaw, potato salad, onion rings, jalapeno poppers, corn nuggets, and some of the crispiest golden fries in town. Rosedale’s sauce is a spicy, mildly hot family recipe that compliments the meat to perfection. Many restaurants serve a "Smokey" flavored sauce but Mr. Rieke always believed the smoked flavor should be in the meat, not artificially put into the sauce. For the Rosedale experience at office or home, Rosedale also offers catering and event planning for all occasions.
Rosedale has served itinerants just off the trains, news crews, entertainers, businessmen, blue-collar workers, government officials and even a former president. "During the Depression I couldn’t get a job, and that was probably the best thing to happen to me. If I had …well they probably would have kept me on until I was too old and then laid me off." (Anthony Rieke) He glanced around the restaurant with a slow smile "Then I wouldn’t have had anything."
Anthony Rieke worked daily at the restaurant until his death at age 93 in 1997 at which time his wife Alda Rieke, Sieleman’s sister, continued to visit daily until her death at age 94 in 2002. Today the family tradition is being carried on by their daughter Janelle Brown, granddaughter Marisha Smith and her husband Bill.
Today, Rosedale Barbecue is Kansas City's oldest major barbecue restaurant continuously owned and operated by the same family. Rosedale Barbecue has been recognized by Midwest Living, Bon Appetit, Gourmet, Saveur, Chili Pepper, The Travel Channel, Kansas City Public Television, and many others have written about the Kansas City barbeque institution - Rosedale Barbecue.
Prompted by a recent upload by Paul Welling, Southdown ordered a batch of these Domi 1's based on Ford R1114 chassis's back in 72, note the unusual window layout harping back to the Vega days. PUF254M entered service as part of the then newish National fleet & stayed for about 4 years, did well for a Ford on that kind of work eh?
Prompt: In the artistic style of Charles Dana Gibson, a Victorian style black and white sketch illustration of a women at a bar drawing a "Guinness" beer on tap. She looks like a real women of the time, She looks at the camera and is smiling --ar 1:1 --v 6.1
digital fine art sketch created using Midjourney AI