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My back yard has a shed in it, made out of what I've referred to as "particle board on steriods." It was unfinished, and needed to be painted before winter rains. I decided to paint it primarily using flat exterior latex paint hat I found at mis-mixed/dump stock bins at paint stores. The west side and the southwest part are in a color that is called "gobi desert" that I had no idea of what it might be. As I painted the west side, I realized that the paint is very nearly the same color as my house. Wow. Neat. So I used it to paint the stucco patches around my newly-installed side door.
For the two sides visible from my yard, I mixed the neutrals that I bought, with blue and two greens that I had on hand. and freehanded sorta cabana stripes on the southeast, and random layered rectangles on the east. I had thought about doing a sort of Mondrian pattern, but discovered that I didn't have a lot of painter's tape, and what I had was narrow, so this was my unplanned back up plan.
I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...
Light House Cinema work in progress as photographed in March 2008 by David Cleary. Due to open 9 May 2008.
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SLH #42-61. Don't let this very bare setting fool you, there was a lot of (ahem) interesting stuff in this batch. It just didn't make it to the end because that tub on the right (Self Expressions, #58) sucked up 33 of the 50 prims I leave out for these shots. Check out the box in the middle, though (House of the Axe, #60)... I'm in there. You can tell from the sperms floating around me from Neko Wonderland (#61). The sperms are great, one of the thumbs-up items in this set.
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They say we're safer at home, but are we. What if this shelter in place means you're not stuck full time with your abuser? What happens if you depend on things like support groups to handle your recovery? What if you live alone. What if you live alone and you're sick. How bout depression? What if you have depression? What if all this isolation has caused you to develop depression.
We are humans and we need human contact to survive normally, if that's a such thing. When this is removed from long periods of time, what are the circumstances and why isn't anyone coming up with ways to effectively help folks cope with it. I don't mean simply prescribing medication which only numbs a person, not actually help a person. We will not be able to meditate our way out of this.
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Pooh Bear was giving me some snuggles and I was able to got this fun shot. What a good boy! .... and he is Momma's boy!
Voorzijde kunstenaarsboek 2013 0909 01.
Door Henja Kerkhof
www.henja.nl info(at)henja.nl
27 cm x 41 cm.
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The light here is perfect, isn’t it? A little theatrical, a little dreamy. It suits me, I think! Standing like this, with these gorgeous dogs at my feet, really feels like celebrating something. And what am I celebrating? The joy of simply being…me.
This outfit: Oh, this outfit! It's just such fun. This salmon-pink skirt jacket ensemble dances around my legs and shoulders; layers of flirty fabric with the perfect bounce. The color is so soft, almost a blush on a petal, yet so much more intriguing than a plain pink. And these tights underneath! A little something extra for me. It's a feeling – confident, playful, undeniably feminine.
It wasn’t always like this though, confidently owning every frill and flutter. I remember Mrs. Peterson, my neighbor when I was growing up, noticing I loved her flower garden. She’d say “See how each bloom blooms in its own perfect way?” And she's so right!
I love feeling good in what I wear, not worrying if it’s "right" or “masculine enough”. Really, most people aren’t paying nearly as much attention to me as I think they are. They have their own lives and little dramas of their own! And those who *do* notice? Well, sometimes they're the best supporters you never expected. It is liberating.
So, yes – be yourself, loudly and beautifully. Flower the world!
I love my dreads and dreadfully to some, my very own hair gives others insight into a world of wig culture and couture, for those that lack vision....here it is, you can still have your very own dreads (art incarnate) and still be a working actress. So here are the many faces of At@ri Harikari... the evolution started long ago, now its just plain Atari Harikari Revolution...
They say we're safer at home, but are we. What if this shelter in place means you're not stuck full time with your abuser? What happens if you depend on things like support groups to handle your recovery? What if you live alone. What if you live alone and you're sick. How bout depression? What if you have depression? What if all this isolation has caused you to develop depression.
We are humans and we need human contact to survive normally, if that's a such thing. When this is removed from long periods of time, what are the circumstances and why isn't anyone coming up with ways to effectively help folks cope with it. I don't mean simply prescribing medication which only numbs a person, not actually help a person. We will not be able to meditate our way out of this.
so many stresses right now.... Thanks goodness for flickr and the flickr family 'cause it is a good diversion right now.
They moved as if they were spirits. A hard wind blew across the temple inferno creating these flaming dust devils.