This looks posed but it is an action shot.

To help young people create interactive art, Pataphysical Studios taught a workshop on how to make your own ‘ art wonderbox.’ Our goal was to help kids create a cool experience with lights, motion and sounds, using simple electronic parts.

To that end, we invited 12 kids (ages 8 to 12) and their parents to this free workshop at the Mill Valley Library:

pataphysics.us/make-your-own-wonderbox/

This two-hour workshop took place on Saturday, October 17 at 2pm. In the course of two hours, we guided students through these tasks:

bit.ly/wonderbox-instructions-1

Instructors for this workshop were Fabrice Florin, Jean Bolte and Natalie Frederick, with support from Antonia Souza and Freddy Hahne. They are all members of Pataphysical Studios, the art collective behind the ‘Pataphysical Slot Machine’, our poetic oracle.

Come visit the exhibit this month! We’re open every Saturday and Sunday in October, from 1 to 5pm, in the downstairs conference room of the Mill Valley Library.

Special thanks to the Mill Valley Library and the Friends of the Library for making these workshops possible.

View more photos of the exhibit: www.flickr.com/photos/fabola/albums/72157659147117739

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone

Explore of the now closed

Cane Hill Hospital (above was designed by architect Charles Henry Howell, whose other designs included those for County Hall and Brookwood Asylum, was opened in 1883, designed as a mental asylum. It's intention was to house the patients from suburban areas in a countryside location to help their recovery. However, in those days, once you were put in a place like this, it was highly unlikely that you'd ever get out, which pretty much held true until it's almost complete closure in 1990. The only open part is the secure unit, a new building separate from the old hospital. There is much history surrounding the hospital, but unfortunately, due to restrictions and incomplete records it is almost impossible to say exactly what happened during the century it was open. Only a small A4 box folder exists, holding all the records, which are vague at best. The blueprints, planning applications, and nearly everything else appear to have been "lost". And obviously, the medical records are still private and unobtainable.

I managed to dig this out of the 1985 BBC Domesday Project :- "Cane Hill is now owned by Bromley Health Authority. There are 643 patients with 300 nurses in 40 wards. These are named after famous people in the nineteenth century. There are many separate buildings for the different functions such as a swimming pool, launderette and hairdressers. There is also a large church. The hospital used to have a large farm where the patients worked with hens, cows, horses and sheep. Now the patients are gradually being integrated into the local community, as Cane Hill may be closing in the 1990’s. Coulsdon's residents are very concerned about this possibility."

Cane Hill Hospital has also had it's fair share of celebrities and their families over the years - most notably Terry Burns, David Bowie's brother. It inspired Bowie to write an number of songs - click here to learn more.

Today, more than a decade of neglect has left the hospital in a dilapidated state, with many of the buildings suffering badly from exposure to the elements and serious vandalism. worse still the last couple of years have seen the hospital suffer from several serious arson attacks, causing widespread damage and a strain on the resources of the firefighters. The fires prompted the owners to erect a new perimeter fence. It's one of the high spiked metal slat versions, topped with razor wire. In some respects it would have been prudent to have installed this ten years ago, which hopefully would have preserved the hospital more or less intact. The instability of the gutted buildings has also accelerated the process of redevelopment of the complex, meaning that Cane Hill may not be around much longer, which will be a great historical loss.

Cane Hill Hospital was designed by architect Charles Henry Howell, whose other designs included those for County Hall and Brookwood Asylum, was opened in 1883, designed as a mental asylum. It's intention was to house the patients from suburban areas in a countryside location to help their recovery. However, in those days, once you were put in a place like this, it was highly unlikely that you'd ever get out, which pretty much held true until it's almost complete closure in 1990. The only open part is the secure unit, a new building separate from the old hospital. There is much history surrounding the hospital, but unfortunately, due to restrictions and incomplete records it is almost impossible to say exactly what happened during the century it was open. Only a small A4 box folder exists, holding all the records, which are vague at best. The blueprints, planning applications, and nearly everything else appear to have been "lost". And obviously, the medical records are still private and unobtainable.

I managed to dig this out of the 1985 BBC Domesday Project :- "Cane Hill is now owned by Bromley Health Authority. There are 643 patients with 300 nurses in 40 wards. These are named after famous people in the nineteenth century. There are many separate buildings for the different functions such as a swimming pool, launderette and hairdressers. There is also a large church. The hospital used to have a large farm where the patients worked with hens, cows, horses and sheep. Now the patients are gradually being integrated into the local community, as Cane Hill may be closing in the 1990’s. Coulsdon's residents are very concerned about this possibility."

Cane Hill Hospital has also had it's fair share of celebrities and their families over the years - most notably Terry Burns, David Bowie's brother. It inspired Bowie to write an number of songs - click here to learn more.

Today, more than a decade of neglect has left the hospital in a dilapidated state, with many of the buildings suffering badly from exposure to the elements and serious vandalism. worse still the last couple of years have seen the hospital suffer from several serious arson attacks, causing widespread damage and a strain on the resources of the firefighters. The fires prompted the owners to erect a new perimeter fence. It's one of the high spiked metal slat versions, topped with razor wire. In some respects it would have been prudent to have installed this ten years ago, which hopefully would have preserved the hospital more or less intact. The instability of the gutted buildings has also accelerated the process of redevelopment of the complex, meaning that Cane Hill may not be around much longer, which will be a great historical loss.

This huge piece of equipment was setting along the highway in Hawaii, and I am still trying to get help as to what it was or did.

Outfit- .::LD::. La'Russe Romper 3

Shoes- Ricielli Kenzie Studded Stiletto Green

Hair- [Lakshimi] Gift JF2014 Black

Jewelry- Finesmith Good Colection

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9-17-2014

Taken at Northern Forest, Forests of Shara (3, 152, 18)

Hello everyone! My boyfriend and I have started an indiegogo campaign page for my Cocker Spaniel Hollie. She needs your help! She desperately needs to have surgery on her left ear due to chronic ear infections over time. She now has end stage ear disease :( Ear flush and medicated ear drops don't treat her infections anymore, her condition requires Ear Canal Ablation surgery. I know we have been absent on here for a long time now and I'm sorry for that. Hollie and I both would appreciate any help we can receive from the largest to the smallest. Please share Hollies indiegogo page with others you know especially other animal lovers. It would mean the world to me!

You can visit her page link below and donate right on the site if you're able to! Thank you so much! <3

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So far we have raised $1,500 but we need $1,300 more to pay for her surgery and recovery. Every dollar counts and it will mean the world to her family and friends if you help!

About the Surgery:

End-Stage Ear Disease requires Ear Canal Ablation surgery. The first step for Hollie will be a consultation at Cornell. This will cost $100 for Hollie to receive tests and other pre-surgery procedures.

The surgery itself will cost $2,400. This cost doesn’t include any medications for her recovery. It will take close to 2-weeks for Hollie to recover from her surgery. She will then have a progress appointment with the vet to assess her healing and recovery. In anticipation of the cost of medications and follow-up appointments we are asking for an additional $300.

If You Aren't Able to Help Hollie's Funding Goal:

Please share what we’re doing for Hollie on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and other social networks! Thank you for your help!

More Information:

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For any questions or concerns please contact us at HelpHollie@yahoo.com

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A brief guide to measuring you flower girl.

Fuji X-E1 + Voigtlander 40mm f1.4

One of the Alum thought it would be funny to creat a Rush Helper Application

How to share a status to the public.

My cat helps wrap presents for Christmas. 2013.

an ambulance stuck 2 days after a snow storm in texas

giant plaster cast, my broke foot weights one billion pounds.

A curious crop from the previous image.

Polar Express

Brill night and great turnout. thx to all

yepp, that's me. I have other portraits of myself, but this one will do for now. I loved kim's self portraits, so I tried something similar to hers, but of course hers looks waay better:)

While rereading what I originally wrote for this post back in 2014, I couldn't help but feel that I had left so much out. Only part of the story was told, so I feel it only makes sense to rewrite this, and give Barbie's friends the spotlight they deserve. It's also fitting since the original photograph was also redone, to better represent the vision we originally had, but couldn't execute. There are two parts to this tale--how it all began, and what it became when I started collecting dolls as an adult. Early on, I was enamored by the friends of Barbie. Teresa, Kira, Christie, Midge, and those random one off characters always captured my attention. It was these characters of various ethnic representations who stood out to me. As a blonde little girl, I wasn't interested in playing with a doll that looked like myself. No, instead I desired to live vicariously through my plastic companions. So it became a trend very early on in my life that I collected/hunted down Barbie's friends.

The very first friend of Barbie I owned was a Sun Jewel Kira. She wasn't a doll I picked out myself--instead she was chosen by my sister. It was Colleen's birthday, most likely in 1994, when Dad took her out to the store to choose a doll. Of course since I was so young, Dad and Mom wanted to make sure I wouldn't get jealous of Colleen's new dolly, so Dad had her get one for me too. Colleen was drawn to the sparkling Sun Jewel line--for herself she elected Barbie, and for me, she opted to choose Kira. Why Kira? Colleen knew of my deep obsession for princess Jasmine, and Kira's black hair was reminiscent in a very small way of my favorite Disney character (that and her huge earrings). Colleen picked well, because for a while, until I got a real Jasmine doll, Kira was my stand in. While I can no longer remember the specifics of those early days, Colleen recalls the times she caught me red handed with some of her Jasmine doll's things on my "hideous" Kira doll. Kira was notorious for stealing Jasmine's golden necklace...and probably dating Colleen's Aladdin doll who I also "borrowed" without permission (which is how his head came off). Kira took a beating, despite being my very first store bought doll. Unlike her comrades of the olden days, she is no longer here. Somehow my secondhand friends outlived her. Kira's earrings broke off, her face paint rubbed away, her body became so limp it couldn't hold a pose....and there was that dreaded mullet hairdo I gave her for some reason. Of course I can't forget to mention Kira's decapitation--that time I let a little girl at the beach borrow her, and she lost Kira's head in the water. Instead of helping us search, she promptly handed me Kira's body and walked away. Luckily, Colleen and I were able to retrieve Kira's head in the murky pond waters somehow. Even with all my current knowledge of doll restoration, there was no way I could have possibly breathed life into my dear old friend. But I'm grateful to have a reincarnation of her, shown in this photo--a lucky flea market boxed find from years ago! Kira will always be a pillar in my doll collection, and as I re-immersed myself in to the world of dollies, I was quick to add more of her to my growing hoard. Even though she's not always the doll I find the most aesthetically pleasing, I can't help but feel a great attachment to Kira. Like my WNBA girl, who I longed for as a kid since she reminded me of my favorite figure skater, Kristi Yamaguchi. There was also Ocean Friends Kira, who I found in 2013 still sealed in her box. She was another one of those childhood dreams, who I almost picked over Barbie. But Barbie, aka Deenie, won out simply because she was packaged with the Orca whale, my favorite animal.

Kira was the doll who started it all for me, but there were other friends of Barbie who strengthened this obsession. I'd say that Christie was one of the very first characters I ever went out of my way to collect. Although I would have denied being a collector back then, as it felt like a stuffy, money motivated word to my younger self, that's precisely what I was doing. My Bathtime Fun Kelly and my American Girl Addy sparked an interest in African American dolls within me at a very young age. I still recall my fantasies of owning a dark skinned Barbie to pair with little Kelly, aka Kelsey. I finally got my hands on my dream doll, Pearl Beach Christie, after I managed to save $8 of my allowance up for her. So she wasn't the fanciest Christie I could have picked, but the fact that she was from a beach collection just like Kira, was a major bonus. For a time, it was this Christie who reigned supreme....until a woe begone Dentist Barbie came into my life and stole the spotlight. But Christie did regain popularity in several waves over the years, which is how she ended up with this short bob haircut that you can see in the photo. I wanted her to have a "summer" inspired hairdo...it was a terrible idea, but I love her nonetheless. From there I built up a trio of Christie dolls, which included Glam 'n Groom, Pearl Beach, and Happenin' Hair (who I picked out for my eighth birthday). Only my original Pearl Beach Christie still survives...the other two were given away during a regretful doll purge in the early 2000s. By the age of eleven, it became routine for me to pick Christie dolls out on those Friday night pizza/doll runs with Dad. His way of handling the loss of Mom was to constantly be out of the house, and to make up for his rageful outbursts by buying each of us dolls on the weekends. During those first few years without Mom, I collected Sunsation, Rain or Sun, Chair Flair, Rio de Janeiro, Hollywood Nails, and Dance Flex Christie. Most are still part of my collection, although a few of them were sold off at a yard sale in 2011. There were also the African American dolls who I thought were Christie, who turned out to be just an ethnic variation of Barbie, like the infamous Bead Blast "Christie." Oh how I pined for that doll, ever since the day I got a McDonald's miniature of her with my Happy Meal. It wasn't until 2015, when one finally came my way. I know she's technically Barbie, but Bead Blast will always be Christie in my heart.

I had many other favorite friends of Barbie growing up. Teresa was the beauty queen in my young eyes. Although Christie was usually the one I bought from a line first, I played more with Barbie's Hispanic friend. I had quite the hoard of Teresa dolls back then, even after giving away several of my dolls. There was also my Generation Girl binge of the late 90s, which was ignited when I first laid eyes on Chelsie at Toys 'R' Us, the same day I picked out Happenin' Hair Christie for my birthday. I spent over a year, closer to two, tracking down all six original Generation Girls. To this day, the Generation Girl line is one of my absolute favorites to ever exist, and I still squeal with delight when I find a Gen Girl I don't already own. There was also my Happy Family bender of 2003/2004--I quickly became obsessed with Midge, Alan, and their little family. In a very short span of time, I managed to get my hands on quite a few dolls/playsets. Strangely though, I think of all the heavily played with Barbie friends of my childhood years, it was a random character who left the greatest impact. Becky was a doll that only appeared three times over the years---Paralympic, Share a Smile, and I'm the School Photographer (I have all three now). I was at a friend's house one afternoon when I spotted a unique redhead in her messy pile of dolls. This gal was extra exotic since she was marketed with a wheelchair. By the end of the afternoon, I knew it was my destiny to get my very own Becky. In the coming months, Becky finally came to fruition. I saved my allowance up for her, and picked her out at a local Toys 'R' Us, the day Colleen chose Awesome Skateboard Janet. In an ironic twist of fate, my very own Becky doll just didn't do it for me like my friend's had. I don't know if perhaps my doll was just less attractive, or maybe the novelty had worn off. But she was cast aside not long after acquiring her. Little did I know that Colleen was secretly green with envy over Becky. She was always one who had a morbid fascination with illnesses and handicaps. I recall being very young and forced to be the make believe character in a wheelchair, to suit Colleen's inner medical daydreams. Sometime in 2001, we started one of our most infamous doll games of all time--the "Refugee Game." It was during this role that Becky stole the show, and Colleen got to rewrite her script. It began innocently enough--my beloved Tarzan Jane doll was cast as the older sister to Colleen's AA Kid Kore Katie, Holly. She ran a salon from inside the house, and a host of odd personalities always showed up to have their hair done. Jane's crazy, ditzy friend Ariel worked at the salon with her. Colleen decided to make Becky one of the rude clients. While at the house, Becky revealed her dirty little secret...she could walk after all! She made herself pizza in the kitchen and took a long, relaxing bubble bath while chowing down on her snack. Somehow, Becky became a "good guy" when the dolls had to run away to escape the villain, Barbie (Holiday Singing Sister), who was out to imprison Kid Kore Katie for being a "Fakian." Instead of turning Jane in for having a clone sister, she joined Ariel, Jane, and Katie in the Golden Dream Motorhomes as they fled for safety. This is where the inspiration for this photo was derived from. In the coming years, Becky became a staple in our doll family--she was older sister to Leroy, aka Water Jewel Magic Aladdin. Of course Colleen decided to make Becky authentically disabled in later scenarios. She spent much of her time wearing our doll hospital gown, grousing in the makeshift french fry box bed, constantly complaining of her many ailments.

The dolls of my younger years are the foundation for my interest in Barbie's friends. However, surprisingly the one I feel the deepest fondness for was not one of these ladies. Interestingly enough, the friend of Barbie who tugs at my heart strings the most would have to be Francie. Francie came and left the Barbie world long before I was even born. I don't know that I had any prior knowledge of her existence, until that fateful day my 1996 reproduction joined the family. It must have been sometime in 2004 when I spotted a mint in box Francie repro at a huge indoor flea market we frequented back then. I can't really say what it was about this doll, but I was compelled by her. Dad offered to get me Francie, but I politely declined for whatever reason....I probably didn't know what I'd do with her. Fate had a different plan for me though, because several minutes later, I happened upon an authentic, vintage Francie house. Being an absolute sucker for Barbie playsets, especially very old ones, I HAD to get Francie's case style vinyl house. Before leaving the flea market, Dad insisted that we double back and buy the boxed Francie. His logic was, "Well you need the Francie doll to go with the house!" It's a moment in time that has been frozen, and just thinking about it brings me to tears. I'm not sure what it is about my repro Francie, but nobody can quite hold a candle to her, much like that random Jammin' in Jamaica Nolee doll Dad bought me in 2003, when I had to have teeth pulled for braces. In that minute, it didn't seem like a big deal, just another occasion in which Dad wanted to spoil me rotten with dolls. Francie didn't even get played with until I was a teenager. It was a secret affair--Colleen and I conspired to break out the dolls when Dad was sick a few years later, probably when I was eighteen. We hadn't touched our plastic friends in several years, but for whatever reason we were compelled to do so. Francie took on the role of "Sara" and dated Pet Pals Kevin, aka Charlie. Although I don't remember much about the given scenario anymore, Francie kept her Sara persona after that game. Of course it's not shocking that as an adult collector, my fondness for Francie has grown. In the early days, I found Malibu and "Baggy" Francie in the "70s Bin" which we acquired on New Year's Day 2012...most likely the last flea market dolls Dad ever bought us when he was alive. Every time I stumble upon a Francie doll, I can't help but feel a certain sense of nostalgia and magic. I have a tendency to save ones that probably aren't worth while...like one of my blonde bendable leg gals who has a pixie cut, split legs, and missing eyelashes (ironically, she's one of my faves). There was also the day I found my dream doll, the 1965 "Straight Leg" Francie. I had seen others of her before, but they were far too expensive. I found my gal tucked away in a stinky, vintage Barbie case with a handful of ancient, authentic clothes, for just $5/$6. The reason I was so drawn to this particular doll was because of her resemblance to my beloved repro. Despite her yellowing face and the fact that I don't own a stitch of her original outfit, she's one of my personal favorites in my collection.

Barbie's friend circle is absolutely massive, so it's impossible to give each character I've connected with her own stage time. So while this passage highlights some of the most memorable, many dolls weren't mentioned, and some have their very own separate "My Story" write ups (like My Scene). There was also Ballerina Cara, who wooed me from an eBay listing at the tender age of 12. Her arms fell off immediately upon arrival in the mail, and it wasn't until 2012 that she was fixed. I think of all the African American characters ever created, Cara is the most breathtaking. Let's not forget about Jazzie, Barbie's oddly sized cousin who first captured my attention when I found the Sun Sensation one in a scruffy container of dolls at the flea market. She took on the name of Leanne, and I was set on adding more of her kind to my collection as an adult. Likewise there is Shani and co., much like the S.I.S. line of more modern times. Reading about Shani in my doll books made me covet my own that much more--I'll never forget Father's Day 2012, when I found Sun Jewel Shani and "1st Edition" Asha while at a huge outdoor flea market with Dad's best friend. The Mystery Squad drew me in when the dolls first hit store shelves in 2002. Kenzie became a childhood favorite, even after I made the mistake of brushing out her kinky curls (luckily I figured out how to fix them as an adult). I still recall the day that Dad bought me Kenzie, and then I was stuck going to a sleepover at a friend's house. How I longed to be at home with Colleen and her favorite Katie, playing dolls instead (or going to see a movie in theaters with Dad and Colleen). In my adult years, P.J. wormed a special place in my heart. I was magnetically drawn to her gorgeous, closed lipped head mold and her bold, wide eyes. Words cannot describe how hard I fell for Malibu P.J., the day I found her entangled in the "70s Bin" with a bunch of re-bodied dolls. I can never resist buying P.J. dolls whenever we cross paths at flea markets. Summer and Raquelle were two of the few store bought Barbies I purchased since my resurgence back into dolls. Although initially disinterested in the Life in the Dreamhouse franchise, I soon found myself lusting for them....and when they went on sale, I just couldn't help myself! There were also the Fairytopia friends, who once upon a time I found ever so creepy. I recall tossing Crystal into the garbage bag when we found her stained with mold in the "Lagoona bin" of 2013. But something called me back to her, and after a bath and stain removal treatment, she became one of my most prized possessions. Monster High dolls made me see that the Fairytopia friends really weren't all that bizarre, and now I look forward to adding more of these colorful creatures to my collection whenever they turn up in lots. Whether it is a one time appearance friend, or a character that spanned the decades, they are all wonderful in their own ways. While I do feel a certain affection for the dolls that graced store shelves in my childhood, I also feel the same nostalgia for characters like Francie, Whitney, Miko, and Jazzie who all preceded my youth, but were part of my childhood too. While I don't purchase many Barbies brand new these days, that doesn't mean I don't love her new generation of friends just the same. While it is sad to not see familiar faces like Christie and Kira, I will say that the likes of Summer, Raquelle, and Nikki get me just as excited. My love and devotion to the friends of Barbie is as eclectic as the dolls themselves--each decade, each generation brought something new and refreshing to the table, and without them all, Barbie's world would be a lot less colorful!

I'm trying to decide who I should use for my next BNTM entry since Avelle's contest only has two more weeks left on it.

So should I use

First edition Twiinz Pheobe.

Fashion pixies Lina

Or

Midnight dance Fianna?

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I need help. I try to web browse, but Firefox keeps switching to this page. Also, I can't seem to find the keys--as you can see from this photo, they've vanished under a small cat.

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I know some of you are active in DoA for example. I have no access to buy/sell sections of any BJD sites. I'm looking for Dollzone Sherry (sometimes seen referred to as Shelly). I would order her from Dollzone but the waiting period is 10weeks which is too much considering I will give birth in 11 weeks. So if you see one or have one you could give up, lemme know!

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This poor little Domo torso from the 1st Qee series isn't complete. Maybe you have some of his other parts (arms and legs... I finally found a hip) lying around and don't need them? Please help me to complete him and contact me via FM!