<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048</id><updated>2011-11-09T14:15:58.991Z</updated><category term='good news'/><category term='sculpture'/><category term='collage'/><category term='pencil'/><category term='color exercise'/><category term='London Drawing Trip'/><category term='challenge'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='acrylics'/><category term='books'/><category term='creative block'/><category term='prompts'/><category term='flat'/><category term='Graphic Design'/><category term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><category term='inspiration'/><category term='neighborhood'/><category term='project &quot;Introduction&quot;'/><category term='business trip'/><category term='accomplishment'/><category term='hometown'/><category term='Face a Day'/><category term='Poland'/><category term='Through the Window'/><category term='water'/><category term='portrait'/><category term='watercolor'/><category term='sketchbook'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='watercolour'/><category term='family'/><category term='EDM challenge'/><category term='WIP'/><category term='ache'/><category term='Moving image'/><category term='small things'/><category term='Animation'/><category term='CED'/><category term='changes'/><category term='political caricature'/><category term='Lunch Sketches'/><category term='weather'/><category term='oil'/><category term='reality'/><category term='drawing'/><category term='perspective'/><category term='braveheart'/><category term='give away'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='college'/><category term='shading'/><category term='Princeton'/><category term='award'/><category term='pastels'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Fine Art'/><category term='details'/><category term='life drawing'/><category term='monoprint'/><category term='joy journal'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='present'/><category term='3D'/><category term='Kingston Uni'/><category term='imagination exercise'/><category term='lunch break'/><category term='Salicylate Sensitivity'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='exhibition'/><category term='project'/><category term='proportions'/><category term='Prague'/><category term='ink'/><title type='text'>...progress not perfection...</title><subtitle type='html'>"The meaning of life is to see." Hui Neng</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6953701761710034444</id><published>2010-07-27T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:37:08.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EDM# 186 "Draw sth you've always wanted"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TE9BvD0w6SI/AAAAAAAABJU/YZSfrFyPvw0/s1600/EDM+186+Draw+sth+you've+always+wanted.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TE9BvD0w6SI/AAAAAAAABJU/YZSfrFyPvw0/s320/EDM+186+Draw+sth+you've+always+wanted.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, in my case it was (and still is) the beautiful, thick dreadlocks!&lt;br /&gt;I just love them:)&lt;br /&gt;So for today - dreadlocks on my sketch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/strong&gt;: "smell of baking cake in the house"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6953701761710034444?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6953701761710034444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6953701761710034444&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6953701761710034444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6953701761710034444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/07/edm-186-draw-sth-youve-always-wanted.html' title='EDM# 186 &quot;Draw sth you&apos;ve always wanted&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TE9BvD0w6SI/AAAAAAAABJU/YZSfrFyPvw0/s72-c/EDM+186+Draw+sth+you&apos;ve+always+wanted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5283849548458357722</id><published>2010-07-19T21:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:27:14.114+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Maja, my niece.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TES0hNJiE-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/JtqxazqToXQ/s1600/face+in+the+sun+Maja.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="143" hw="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TES0hNJiE-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/JtqxazqToXQ/s200/face+in+the+sun+Maja.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"If&amp;nbsp;we think defeat, this is what we'll get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If&amp;nbsp;we are undecided, nothing will happen to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We must just pick something great to do and do it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maharishi Mahesh Yogi (B. 1917)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joy Journal: "Family Gathering".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5283849548458357722?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5283849548458357722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5283849548458357722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5283849548458357722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5283849548458357722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/07/maja-my-niece.html' title='Maja, my niece.'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TES0hNJiE-I/AAAAAAAABJQ/JtqxazqToXQ/s72-c/face+in+the+sun+Maja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1245297261263856144</id><published>2010-07-08T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:52:47.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess you got used to me posting every now and then (approx once in a month now). I would like to post more often but somehow&amp;nbsp;this way of challenging myself is not working anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am giving myself time now, take time not to do anything, take time to do what I feel like doing (which often means "nothing") but I guess that's how it's got to be. Thank you all for still visiting my blog and leaving your kind comments. I stopped promising myself to do more sketches, more posts as that only put me off from doing it. I realized that there are certain things in life that I cannot control even though I've read tones of books how to get myself started, motivated, more creative. Sometimes I just have to trust my body and my mind and live my life my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went to Santo Domingo in Dominican Republic again this year. As on all business trips..not much time for sketching but at least I had some time to walk around and take some pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I really like this wall as it has such a lovely pallet of colours - warm and pinkish:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's a wall of Catedral Primada de les Americas - Santo Domingo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3BcyRIdI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ppro_pEIEJ8/s1600/Catedral+Primada+de+les+Americas+-+Santo+Domingo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3BcyRIdI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ppro_pEIEJ8/s320/Catedral+Primada+de+les+Americas+-+Santo+Domingo.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This portrait is from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/itzick/"&gt;Itzick&lt;/a&gt; flickr page - amazing range of portraits! I would love to draw them all:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3CS0gdXI/AAAAAAAABJI/srdW4k-oaOk/s1600/face098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3CS0gdXI/AAAAAAAABJI/srdW4k-oaOk/s320/face098.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a sketch from my busy workplace. My highlighters...not really original. All of them have the same size and shape - my sketch is just not too precise:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3DAPcZ7I/AAAAAAAABJM/WhEBGKX95hU/s1600/highlighters099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="201" rw="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3DAPcZ7I/AAAAAAAABJM/WhEBGKX95hU/s320/highlighters099.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joy Journal: "Life, as it unfolds slowly and unexpectedly."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1245297261263856144?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1245297261263856144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1245297261263856144&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1245297261263856144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1245297261263856144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-guess-you-got-used-to-me-posting.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/TDW3BcyRIdI/AAAAAAAABJE/Ppro_pEIEJ8/s72-c/Catedral+Primada+de+les+Americas+-+Santo+Domingo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3647005707697104000</id><published>2010-05-26T20:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:50:25.508+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch Sketches'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_w8OJIcXgI/AAAAAAAABIw/1OIULGu6b44/s1600/Czarny076.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_w8OJIcXgI/AAAAAAAABIw/1OIULGu6b44/s320/Czarny076.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nastepny konik do mojej kolekcji "Szkice w Przerwie".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "Spiew ptakow o poranku"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next&amp;nbsp;horse for my collection "Lunch Sketches"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Joy Journal: "Bird song in the morning"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I've tried to write a good and interesting post but if I was waiting for this it might have taken much longer for me to create something worth posting. The longer I prolong the harder it gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_LrJr2F9gI/AAAAAAAABIo/WgflTguZWCs/s1600/jajka094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_LrJr2F9gI/AAAAAAAABIo/WgflTguZWCs/s320/jajka094.jpg" width="224" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_LrOnuHygI/AAAAAAAABIs/BdpkyUEO9K4/s1600/owoce093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_LrOnuHygI/AAAAAAAABIs/BdpkyUEO9K4/s320/owoce093.jpg" width="217" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Fruit lunch sketch and Friday egg day documented in my sketchbook:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Have a lovely week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Namaste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "long deep breathing during busy day".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8545263997688193703?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8545263997688193703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8545263997688193703&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8545263997688193703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8545263997688193703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-tried-to-write-good-and-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S_LrJr2F9gI/AAAAAAAABIo/WgflTguZWCs/s72-c/jajka094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-759701914082343224</id><published>2010-05-08T18:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T18:28:12.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UP THERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10562000&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10562000&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I found this short film on &lt;a href="http://galletly.blogspot.com/"&gt;David's&lt;/a&gt; blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Up There by Malcolm Murray documents the dying art of hand-painted advertising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/10562000"&gt;UP THERE&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user2214206"&gt;Jon&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-759701914082343224?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/759701914082343224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=759701914082343224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/759701914082343224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/759701914082343224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/05/up-there.html' title='UP THERE'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2825237522509191274</id><published>2010-05-08T09:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:01:17.798+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>The Invitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S-RoixA_LpI/AAAAAAAABIk/ykChN7LhwRA/s1600/kobylinski096.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S-RoixA_LpI/AAAAAAAABIk/ykChN7LhwRA/s320/kobylinski096.jpg" tt="true" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sketch: black indian ink, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.culture.pl/en/culture/artykuly/wy_wy_kobylinski_przesmiewca_karykatury"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Szymon Kobylinski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, Polish grafic designer, illustrator, cartoonist, satirist, historian and designer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I also had to share with you this "Invitation" I found in "The Invitation" by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oriahmountaindreamer.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oriah Mountain Dreamer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- I hope your soul will awaken to these words&amp;nbsp;- just as&amp;nbsp;my did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to know what you ache fore, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to know if you can see beauty, even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your won life from it's presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me to know where you live or haw much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2825237522509191274?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2825237522509191274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2825237522509191274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2825237522509191274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2825237522509191274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/05/invitation.html' title='The Invitation'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S-RoixA_LpI/AAAAAAAABIk/ykChN7LhwRA/s72-c/kobylinski096.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-106085456630231070</id><published>2010-05-03T21:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:14:00.647+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sprawy Codzienne i Niecodzienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S98msUoelQI/AAAAAAAABIg/DOiK1eaeJHE/s1600/debata095.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S98msUoelQI/AAAAAAAABIg/DOiK1eaeJHE/s320/debata095.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Polityka tak naprawde sie nie interesuje. Nie wynika to z ignorancji, raczej z faktu, ze wydaje mi sie, iz wszyscy obiecuja przed wyborami, a po wyborach...wszystko powraca do normy i kazdy dba jedynie o wlasne interesy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Zostalam zmuszona jednak do ogladniecia jednej z debat i podczas ogladania zasnelam. Jedyne co pamietam to fakt, ze David Cameron nie odpowiedzial na zadne "niewygodne" pytanie wprost wykrecajac sie zawila polemika politykow i zaslaniajac bledami innych partii. Nick Clegg wydaje sie najbardziej szczery z kandydatow natomiast Gordon Brown najsilniejszy pod wzgledem ekonomii i logiki&amp;nbsp;wykaraskania sie z obecnego stanu rzeczy (kryzys ekonomiczny) na dluzsza mete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Po obudzeniu sie dowiedzialam sie od Nada, ze w rankingach po tej debacie najsilniejszy wydaje sie David Cameron (!). No i gdzie tu z moja ocena kandydatow??:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Z innej beczki, ostatnio zrobilam swoj pierwszy dzem domowej roboty. Wyszukalam &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dobrakuchnia.com/content/view/1141/93/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;przepisu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt; na internecie i wyprobowalam sama (oczywiscie wyrzucajac z przepisu wszystko co zawiera salicyle - pozostaly tylko gruszki, lemonka zamiast cytryny i cukier). Wydaje mi sie, ze dodalam troszeczke za duzo cukru, ale przy mojej nietolerancji na salicyle produkty wlasnej roboty sa moim jedynym zrodlem cukru:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dzemik wyszedl przepyszny! Co potwierdzili wszyscy domownicy:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "Dzem gruszkowy domowej roboty".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am not interested in politics,&amp;nbsp;it's not that I am ignorant&amp;nbsp;it's the fact that every candidate&amp;nbsp;makes promises&amp;nbsp;when they need our votes and&amp;nbsp;once on the top...everything comes to normal and they just care about their own interests. Recently I was "forced" to watch one of the debates and it was so interesting that I fell asleep.&amp;nbsp;What I can remember though is David Cameron who didn't answer any of the "inconvenient" questions asked by other candidates sneaking out with his&amp;nbsp;politic talks and emphisizing errors of other parties.&amp;nbsp;Nick Clegg&amp;nbsp;seems the most&amp;nbsp;honest and&amp;nbsp;Gordon Brown the strongest in terms of economics and logic how to get us out of the present situation (economic crisis) in the long term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I woke up Nad told me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;David Cameron came out as the strongest candidate (!). So much for my assessment of the candidates??:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;On the other note, recently I made my first home made jam. I found the recipe in the internet and tried it myself (cutting out all ingredients containing salicilates - I was left with pears, lime-instead of lemon,&amp;nbsp;and sugar). I think I might have added too much sugar but&amp;nbsp;the only source of sugar that I eat is what I actually make...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jam turned out delicious, confirmed by all members of the household:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy Journal: "Homemade Jam".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-106085456630231070?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/106085456630231070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=106085456630231070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/106085456630231070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/106085456630231070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/05/sprawy-codzienne-i-niecodzienne.html' title='Sprawy Codzienne i Niecodzienne'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S98msUoelQI/AAAAAAAABIg/DOiK1eaeJHE/s72-c/debata095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2355208477961328753</id><published>2010-04-28T13:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:42:14.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EDM#59 "Draw a sign of Spring"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-top: 3px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4559882021/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img alt="" height="237" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4559882021_e0f53fab0c.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000000 2px solid; border-left: #000000 2px solid; border-right: #000000 2px solid; border-top: #000000 2px solid;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4559882021/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;EDM#59 "Draw a sign of Spring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;“To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me. It is the most-requested column I’ve ever written. My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland,Ohio at &lt;a href="http://www.turnbacktogod.com/45-lessons-of-life/#ixzz0jgyF8XGX"&gt;Turn Back to God&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life isn’t fair, but it’s still good.&lt;br /&gt;2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.&lt;br /&gt;3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone…&lt;br /&gt;4. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;5. Pay off your credit cards every month.&lt;br /&gt;6. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cry with someone. It’s more healing than crying alone.&lt;br /&gt;8. It’s OK to get angry with God. He can take it.&lt;br /&gt;9. Save for retirement starting with your first pay cheque.&lt;br /&gt;10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12. It’s OK to let your children see you cry.&lt;br /&gt;13. Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;14. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn’t be in it.&lt;br /&gt;15. Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But don’t worry; God never blinks.&lt;br /&gt;16. Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.&lt;br /&gt;17. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;18. Whatever doesn’t kill you really does make you stronger.&lt;br /&gt;19. It’s never too late to have a happy childhood. But the second one is up to you and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;20. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don’t take no for an answer.&lt;br /&gt;21. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie. Don’t save it for a special occasion, Today is special.&lt;br /&gt;22. Over prepare, then go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;23. Be eccentric now. Don’t wait for old age to wear purple.&lt;br /&gt;24. The most important sex organ is the brain.&lt;br /&gt;25. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.&lt;br /&gt;26. Frame every so-called disaster with these words ‘In five years, will this matter?’&lt;br /&gt;27. Always choose life.&lt;br /&gt;28. Forgive everyone everything.&lt;br /&gt;29. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;30. Time heals almost everything. Give time.&lt;br /&gt;31. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;32. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;33. Believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;34. God loves you because of who God is, not because of anything you did or didn’t do.&lt;br /&gt;35. Don’t audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.&lt;br /&gt;36. Growing old beats the alternative — dying young.&lt;br /&gt;37. Your children get only one childhood.&lt;br /&gt;38. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.&lt;br /&gt;39. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;40. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.&lt;br /&gt;41. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;42. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;43. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;44. Yield.&lt;br /&gt;45. Life isn’t tied with a bow, but it’s still a gift.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Joy Journal: "Sharing my life with the loved ones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Aby uczcic proces starzenia sie kiedys napisalam 45 lekcji, ktore nauczylo mnie zycie. Moj drogomierz wyznaczyl 90 w Sierpniu, wiec oto moja kolumna raz jeszcze...Napisane przez Regine Brett, lat 90, Cleveland,Ohio na &lt;a href="http://www.turnbacktogod.com/45-lessons-of-life/#ixzz0jgyF8XGX"&gt;Turn Back to God&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Zycie nie zawsze jest sprawiedliwe, ale nadal jest dobre.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kiedy w rozterce czy watpliwosci, zrob nastepny maly krok.&lt;br /&gt;3. Zycie jest zbyt krotkie, zeby marnowac je na nienawidzeniu kogokolwiek...&lt;br /&gt;4. Twoja praca nie zatroszczy sie o ciebie gdy bedziesz chory. Twoi przyjaciele i rodzice tak. Badz z nimi w kontakcie.&lt;br /&gt;5. Splacaj karty kredytowe kazdego miesiaca.&lt;br /&gt;6. Nie musisz miec racji w kazdej klotni czy sprzeczce. Zgadzaj sie nie zgadzac.&lt;br /&gt;7. Placz z kims. To zdrowsze niz placz w samotnosci.&lt;br /&gt;8. Jest w porzadku gniewanie sie na Boga od czasu to czasu. On potrafi to zniesc.&lt;br /&gt;9. Oszczedzaj na emeryture poczawszy od swojej pierwszej wyplaty.&lt;br /&gt;10. Gdy w gre wchodzi czekolada, opor jest daremny.&lt;br /&gt;11. Make peace with your past so it won’t screw up the present.&lt;br /&gt;12. Jest w porzadku gdy dzieci widza ze placzesz.&lt;br /&gt;13. Nie porownuj swojego zycia do innych. Nie masz pojecia o co chodzi w ich podrozy.&lt;br /&gt;14. Jezeli zwiazek ma byc sekretem, nie powinienes w nim byc.&lt;br /&gt;15. Wszystko moze sie zmienic za mrugnieciem oka. Ale nie martw sie Bog nighy nie mruga.&lt;br /&gt;16. Wez gleboki oddech. To uspokaja umysl.&lt;br /&gt;17. Pozbadz sie wszystkiego co nie jest uzyteczne, piekne lub zabawne.&lt;br /&gt;18. Co cie nie zabije naprawde uczyni cie silniejszym.&lt;br /&gt;19. Nigdy nie jest za pozno na to zeby miec szczesliwe dziecinstwo. Ale za drugim razem zalezy tylko i wylacznie od ciebie.&lt;br /&gt;20. Kiedy w gre wchodzi podazanie za tym co kochasz w zyciu, nie bierz "NIE" za odpowiedz.&lt;br /&gt;21. Zapal swieczki, uzywaj ladnych przescieradel, nos fantazyjna bielizne. Nie zachowuj tego na specjalne okazje. Dzisiaj jest dniem wyjatkowym.&lt;br /&gt;22. Przygotowuj sie porzadnie a pozniej idz na zywiol.&lt;br /&gt;23. Badz ekscentrycznym teraz. Nie czekaj na pozny wiek zeby nosic purpurowy kolor.&lt;br /&gt;24. Najwazniejszym narzadem seksualnym jest mozg.&lt;br /&gt;25. Nikt nie jest odpowiedzialnym za twoje szczescie poza toba.&lt;br /&gt;26. Obramuj kazda tak zwana katastrowe slowami "Czy bedzie to mialo znaczenie za piec lat".&lt;br /&gt;27. Zawsze wybieraj zycie.&lt;br /&gt;28. Wybaczaj wszystko wszystkim.&lt;br /&gt;29. Co inni ludzie mysla o tobie nie jest twoja sprawa.&lt;br /&gt;30. Czas leczy prawie wszystko. Dawaj czas.&lt;br /&gt;31. Jakkolwiek dobra lub zla sytuacja, na pewno sie zmieni.&lt;br /&gt;32. Nie traktuj siebie zbyt powaznie. Nikt inny tego nie robi.&lt;br /&gt;33. Wierz w cuda.&lt;br /&gt;34. Bog cie kocha poniewaz jest Bogiem, nie z powodu tego co zrobiles lub nie zrobiles.&lt;br /&gt;35. Nie rewiduj zycie. Pokaz sie i wykorzystaj go jak najlepiej potrafisz teraz.&lt;br /&gt;36. Starzenie sie bije alternatywe - umieranie mlodo. &lt;br /&gt;37. Twoje dzieci dostaja tylko jedno dziecinstwo.&lt;br /&gt;38. To co na koncu naprawde sie liczy to fakt ze kochales.&lt;br /&gt;39. Wychodz kazdego dnia. Cuda czekaja na ciebie wszedzie.&lt;br /&gt;40. Gdybysmy wrzucili swoje problemy do jednego worka i zobaczyli problemy innych, natychmiast porwalibysmy wlasny worek spowrotem.&lt;br /&gt;41. Zazdrosc jest strata czasu. Masz juz wszystko czego potrzebujesz.&lt;br /&gt;42. Najlepsze jest jeszcze przed nami.&lt;br /&gt;43. Bez wzgledu na to jak sie czujesz, wstan, ubierz sie i pokaz sie.&lt;br /&gt;44. Ustepoj pierwszenstwa.&lt;br /&gt;45. Zycie nie jest przewiazane wstazeczka, ale nadal jest prezentem.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "Dzielenie mojego zycia z bliskimi."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2355208477961328753?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2355208477961328753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2355208477961328753&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2355208477961328753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2355208477961328753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/04/edm59-sign-of-spring.html' title='EDM#59 &amp;quot;Draw a sign of Spring&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4057/4559882021_e0f53fab0c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2720846017365878468</id><published>2010-04-26T22:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T22:07:43.502+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salicylate Sensitivity'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S9XubyIbwQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/yHCkKMbGDRw/s1600/reka092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S9XubyIbwQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/yHCkKMbGDRw/s320/reka092.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't been posting for a while now. I've been on the salicilates diet for two weeks which means brown rice and meat with no spices for two weeks. Brown rice for breakfast, brown rice&amp;nbsp;and meat for lunch and brown rice for supper. I could eat nothing else. For drink&amp;nbsp;filtered water with lime - hot or cold. When my sugar level went down my rescue was cocoa with milk and a&amp;nbsp;spoon of sugar. The results? Amazing - my thoughts stopped rushing, my mind got clear, my skin and eyes improved. I came off the Loratadine (Zyrtec)&amp;nbsp;which I had to take every day for the last 12 years to be able to face a day. I can finally breath through my nose! Who would have thought!? So now I have to introduce new product one at a time&amp;nbsp;every 48 hrs and see how my body reacts to it. Unfortunately there is a huge list of things that I cannot eat any more, most fruits and vegetables, no spices and herbs, juices no products with preservatives. The list of things I can have is really short...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S9XuYLnzXlI/AAAAAAAABII/pOMpYLBumvg/s1600/reka091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S9XuYLnzXlI/AAAAAAAABII/pOMpYLBumvg/s320/reka091.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It would all be fine but unfortunately since I came off loratadine I have reaction to almost all cosmetics that I've been using - body lotions, anti-perspirants, shampoos, shower gels, body oils, face creams almost everything and anything, and even toothpaste (as mint or peppermint&amp;nbsp;contain&amp;nbsp;salicilates). It takes me ages now to go through ingredients of a simple face cream and decide if I can&amp;nbsp;use it or not! Sometimes even if it's not mentioned in ingredients that salicilates are present it can&amp;nbsp;still contain some of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, currently I am using almost all products from E45 and wanted to get the face cream from the same range as I didn't have reaction to this one:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Life changes! Things change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On the left handside of my blog you can find the link to the website where I found the best currently available information about salicilates &lt;a href="http://salicylatesensitivity.com/"&gt;http://salicylatesensitivity.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "I can see Spring everywhere I look:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nie pisalam nic ostatnimi czasy. Przez dwa tygodnie bylam na diecie salicylowej co oznacza brazowy ryz i mieso bez zadnych przypraw przez czternascie dni. Brazowy ryz na sniadanie, brazowy ryz i mieso na obiadek i brazowy ryz na kolacje. Nie moglam jesc nic innego. Do picia przefiltrowana wode z lemonka - zimna lub goraca. Kiedy poziom cukru spadl mi niebezpiecznie ratunkiem bylo kakao z mlekiem i lyzeczka curku. Rezultaty? Niesamowite - moje mysli przestaly byc rozbiegane, moge sie skupic, moj umysl jest ostrzejszy a stan skory i wzrok sie poprawily. Przestalam zazywac Loratadine&amp;nbsp;(Zyrtek) ktory&amp;nbsp;uprzednio musialam brac codzennie przez ostatnich 12 lat zeby moc stawic&amp;nbsp;czola dniom. Nareszcie moge oddychac swobodnie przez nos! Kto by pomyslal, ze kiedys to nastapi?! A teraz musze wprowadzac nowy produkt pojedynczo o 48 godz. i obserwowac reakcje mojego organizmu. Niestety jest bardzo dluga lista&amp;nbsp;rzeczy i produktow, ktorych mi nie wolno jesc,&amp;nbsp;wiekszosc owocow i warzyw,&amp;nbsp;zadnych przypraw i ziol, sokow i prodoktow z konserwantami. Lista rzeczy i produktow ktore moge jesc jest bardzo krotka...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wszystko byloby do zniesienia, tylko odkad przestalam zazywac loratadine reaguje na kazdy dotychczas uzywany kosmetyk - balsam do ciala, anti-perspirant, szampon, zel pod prysznic, olejki do ciala, krem do twarzy, cokolwiek uzywalam dotychczas okazuje sie wywolywac reakcje skorne&amp;nbsp;nawet pasta do zebow (ktora zawiera miete i peppermint ktore zawieraja salicyle). Teraz zabiera mi wieki przegladniecie skladnikow zwyklego kremu do&amp;nbsp;twarzy i zdecydowanie czy moge go uzywac czy nie!&amp;nbsp;Czasami nawet jezeli salicyle nie sa wymienione w skladnikach, nadal mozna je znalezc w zawartosci produktu (tak jak w przypadku tabletek - same tabletki nie musza zawierac salicyli, ale powloka tabletki je zawiera).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No coz, obecnie uzywam prawie wszystkich produktow firmy E45 i chce zakupic krem do twarzy rowniez (nowosc) poniewac nie mialam reakcji dotychczas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zycie sie zmienia! Rzeczy sie zmieniaja!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Po lewej stronie mozecie znalezc link do najpelniejszej strony na temat salicyli jaka udalo mi sie znalezc (w jez. angielskim) &lt;a href="http://salicylatesensitivity.com/"&gt;http://salicylatesensitivity.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/strong&gt; "Widok wiosny na kazdym rogu:)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2720846017365878468?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2720846017365878468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2720846017365878468&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2720846017365878468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2720846017365878468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-havent-been-posting-for-while-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S9XubyIbwQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/yHCkKMbGDRw/s72-c/reka092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-748639157041509041</id><published>2010-04-06T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T13:21:04.225+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><title type='text'>Something with wings - Some thoughts with wings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7Zp6CI4a5I/AAAAAAAABIA/f0RayO7nqxA/s1600/EDM090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7Zp6CI4a5I/AAAAAAAABIA/f0RayO7nqxA/s320/EDM090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes I wish I had wings and was able to fly. Freedom of going anywhere you like, no bounderies,&amp;nbsp;above everything what's been created by people. Above the concrete-steel cities and&amp;nbsp;roads, rules, orders, above all these things that suck the feeling of freedom out of&amp;nbsp;human being.&lt;br /&gt;The first place I would visit would be forest, deep forest where you can hear bird songs and pure nature, then&amp;nbsp;it would be deserted beach where I could hear only ocean waves gently touching the shore. Maybe my soul feels disconnected with the nature. After&amp;nbsp;long Winter I need warm, sunny, long&amp;nbsp;days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czasami marze o tym, zeby posiadac skrzydla i potrafic latac. Wolnosc poruszania sie bez ograniczen, ponad wszystkim co zostalo stworzone przez czlowieka. Ponad betonowymi budynkami, ulicami, regulaminami, nakazami, ponad tym wszystkim co wysysa z czlowieka poczucie wolnosci.&lt;br /&gt;Pierwszym miejscem jakie bym odwiedzila bylby las, gleboki las gdzie slyszec moglabym tylko spiew ptakow, czysta nature, kolejnym miejscem bylaby opuszczona plaza, gdzie moglabym wsluchiwac sie jedynie w fale oceanu lagodnie dotykajace brzeg. Moze po prostu moja dusza domaga sie&amp;nbsp;kontaktu z prawdziwa natura. Po dlugiej zimie potrzebuje cieplych, slonecznych, dlugich dni:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-748639157041509041?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/748639157041509041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=748639157041509041&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/748639157041509041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/748639157041509041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/04/something-with-wings-some-thoughts-with.html' title='Something with wings - Some thoughts with wings.'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7Zp6CI4a5I/AAAAAAAABIA/f0RayO7nqxA/s72-c/EDM090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3440263469189520905</id><published>2010-03-30T21:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T22:01:33.074+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sculptor - Rzezbiarz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I came across this very wise and uplifting poem which can shift anyone's perception - it does it with mine, so I thought I share it with you all. Enjoy all Sculptors!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Sculptor"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have responsibilities to fulfill today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that thorns have roses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can mourn my lack of friends or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy because I have a job to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly open my mind and fill it with rich new tidbits of knowledge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can feel honored because the Lord has provided shelter for my mind, body and soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the sculptor who gets to do the shaping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What today will be like is up to me. I get to choose what kind of day I will have! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "My own scanner:) at last!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7JZWtqIf3I/AAAAAAAABH4/mRX85-so9k8/s1600/EDM243+-+Draw+a+pillow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7JZWtqIf3I/AAAAAAAABH4/mRX85-so9k8/s320/EDM243+-+Draw+a+pillow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;EDM#243 - "Draw a pillow"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natknelam sie na ten bardzo madry i podnoszacy na duchu wiersz, ktory potrafi przemiescic punkt widzenia niemal kazdego - przemieszcza moj, wiec pomyslalam, ze podziele sie nim z wami wszystkimi. Na zdrowie Rzezbiarze.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Rzezbiarz"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obudzilam sie dzisiaj wczesnie, podekscytowana tym ile mam do zrobienia zanim wskazowki wskarza polnoc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mam obowiazki do spelnienie dzisiaj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jestem wazna. Moje zadanie polega na wyborze jaki rodzaj dnia bede&amp;nbsp;miala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dzisiaj moge narzekac poniewaz jest deszczowa pogoda lub moge byc wdzieczna, ze trawa jest podlewana za darmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dzisiaj moge byc smutna ze nie mam wiecej pieniedzy albo byc wdzieczna ze moje finanse zachecaja mnie do planowania zakopow rozsadnie i minimalizuja odpady i niepotrzebne marnotrastwo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dzisiaj&amp;nbsp;mogę narzekać na moje zdrowie&amp;nbsp;lub mogę&amp;nbsp;sie cieszyć, że żyję. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dzisiaj moge&amp;nbsp; lamentowac nad wszystkim czego moi rodzice mi nie zapewnili i dali gdy dorastalam albo moge byc wdzieczna ze pozwolili mi sie urodzic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dziś mogę płakać bo róże mają ciernie lub mogę świętować, że kolce mają róże. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dziś mogę narzekać&amp;nbsp;na brak przyjaciół&amp;nbsp;lub mogę podejmować poszukiwania nowych zwiazkow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dziś mogę&amp;nbsp;marudzic bo muszę iść do pracy,&amp;nbsp;lub mogę krzyczec&amp;nbsp;z radości, ponieważ mam pracę do wykonania. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dziś mogę&amp;nbsp;narzekac, bo muszę iść do szkoły, lub chętnie otworzyć swój umysł i napełnić je bogatymi nowymi smakołykami wiedzy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dziś mogę szemrac niezadowolona&amp;nbsp;bo mam do wykonania prace domowe&amp;nbsp;lub mogę czuć się zaszczycona, ponieważ Pan zapewnił schronienie dla mojego umysłu, ciała i duszy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dzien rozciąga się przede mną, czekając na kształt.&amp;nbsp;I oto jestem ja, rzeźbiarz, który ma go uksztaltowac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jaki dzisiaj bedzie dzien, zalezy tylko ode mnie. Ja decyduje jaki dzien bede miala!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Author Nieznany&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/strong&gt; "Wlasny skaner:) nareszcie!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3440263469189520905?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3440263469189520905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3440263469189520905&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3440263469189520905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3440263469189520905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/03/sculptor-rzezbiarz.html' title='The Sculptor - Rzezbiarz'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S7JZWtqIf3I/AAAAAAAABH4/mRX85-so9k8/s72-c/EDM243+-+Draw+a+pillow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1473213560074610308</id><published>2010-03-26T13:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-26T13:43:54.057Z</updated><title type='text'>"Niewyrazna Kraina" - "The Indistinct Land"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6yuI5ztnXI/AAAAAAAABHw/q6vRDyOPGO8/s1600/face02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6yuI5ztnXI/AAAAAAAABHw/q6vRDyOPGO8/s320/face02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kazdego razu gdy powracam do medytacji&amp;nbsp;nadal odnajduje jeszcze iskrzacego sie ciepla i spokoju we mnie. &lt;br /&gt;Dawno temu nauczylam sie wylanczac umysl - nie dopuszczac do umyslu zadnych mysli i potrafilam tkwic w tym stanie dosyc dlugo. Wylanczalam umysl gdy cos niedobrego sie dzialo i uruchamialam instynkt "fight and fligth". Byl okres w moim zyciu gdy ten instynkt dzialal u mnie 24/7. I chyba wtedy nabralam nawyku nie myslenia, uciekania w nicosc, bez uczuc, bez mysli, w "Niewyrazna Kraine", z rozsianymi naokolo latami szarosci. Cecha charakterystyczna tej krainy jest brak swiatla slonecznego. Ciagle swiatlo saczace sie ze slabej zarowki przytlacza i tylko musze pamietac, ze trzeba tez wrocic do rzeczywistosci, na ktora niejednokrotnie nie jestem przygotowana.&lt;br /&gt;Jestem zmeczona ciaglym pytaniem gdzie sie podziala radosc i entuzjazm. Zima odchodzi (dzieki Bogu) i nadchodzi kolejna&amp;nbsp;Wiosna. Nie wiem jak wy, ale ja jestem bardziej sklonna rozpoczynac trudne zadania wlasnie poczatkiem wiosny, a nie poczatkiem roku kalendarzowego. Wiosna daje mi radosc i energie&amp;nbsp;i wlasnie tego potrzebuje zeby wystartowac. Wiosna oznacza dla mnie nowy poczatek. Musze naladowac wlasne baterie sloneczne, i dopuscic swiatlo do Niewyraznej Krainy. Gdy dotrze tam slonce, rozwietli szare lata przeszlosci, a przyszlosc na pewno nie bedzie juz szara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "dwudniowa wizyta mojej siostry - czesc swiatla dla Niewyraznej Krainy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every time I do meditation I&amp;nbsp;can still find the warmth and peace in me. Long ago I learned to switch my brain off - do not allow any thoughts to come in and I could actually spent a long time like this. I used to switch my brain off when something unpleasent was happening and I switch on "fight and flight" instinct. There was a time in my life that this instinct was on 24/7. And I think it was then when I got used to not thinking, running away to emptiness, with no feelings and thoughts, into the "Indistinct Land" with grey years of my past and present&amp;nbsp;spread around. The main characteristic of this Land is lack of sunlight. Still ligth&amp;nbsp;glowing from the bulb only depresses and overvwelmes and I have to remember to&amp;nbsp;come back to reality, for which many times I am not prepared.&lt;/div&gt;I am tired of constant questions about joy and enthusiasm, lack of energy and creativity. This Winter is&amp;nbsp;leaving (thank God) and we can welcome another Spring. I don't know about you, but I am more likely to begin difficult or new tasks and plans at the beginning of Spring, and not new calendar year. Spring brings joy and energy and that's what I need for kick start. Spring means new beginning. I need to charge my&amp;nbsp;solar batteries and let the light into the&amp;nbsp;"Indistinct Land". When&amp;nbsp;the sun reaches there, it will lit grey years of my past and future will not be grey definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journali:&lt;/strong&gt; "my sister&amp;nbsp;staying with&amp;nbsp;me for 2 days - part of the Light for the "Indistinct Land"".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1473213560074610308?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1473213560074610308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1473213560074610308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1473213560074610308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1473213560074610308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/03/niewyrazna-kraina-indistinct-land.html' title='&quot;Niewyrazna Kraina&quot; - &quot;The Indistinct Land&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6yuI5ztnXI/AAAAAAAABHw/q6vRDyOPGO8/s72-c/face02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4962085669579546688</id><published>2010-03-23T21:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-23T21:01:50.172Z</updated><title type='text'>Different Stages / Rozne Etapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6kgJd4QZJI/AAAAAAAABHg/aQMwYgSGRxo/s1600-h/Face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6kgJd4QZJI/AAAAAAAABHg/aQMwYgSGRxo/s320/Face.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wlasnie wlaczylam wyciszac w moim telewizorze, wspaniale uczucie, nagla cisza dookola i tylko slychac stukanie klawiszy w klawiaturze. Jeszcze kilka dodatkowych pociagniec&amp;nbsp;i skoncze ten portret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennink Malych Radosci:&lt;/strong&gt; "7 godzinny sen - tak! 7 dlugich&amp;nbsp;godzin".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just turned mute on my tv, marvelous feeling, it's quiet now around me and the only thing I can hear is the sound of my keyboard. Few more strokes and I will finish this portrait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "7 hrs night sleep - yes! 7 long hours:)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6kgROSngQI/AAAAAAAABHo/sIiocjt8WnA/s1600-h/face002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6kgROSngQI/AAAAAAAABHo/sIiocjt8WnA/s320/face002.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4962085669579546688?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4962085669579546688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4962085669579546688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4962085669579546688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4962085669579546688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/03/different-stages-rozne-etapy.html' title='Different Stages / Rozne Etapy'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S6kgJd4QZJI/AAAAAAAABHg/aQMwYgSGRxo/s72-c/Face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5350509595747674686</id><published>2010-03-08T22:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:18:31.900Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S5Uxrl8plrI/AAAAAAAABHY/KatDulWeRzk/s1600-h/Astrid+Lindgren025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S5Uxrl8plrI/AAAAAAAABHY/KatDulWeRzk/s320/Astrid+Lindgren025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Astrid Lindgren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dzisiaj 8go marca jest w Polsce jak co roku&amp;nbsp;"Dzien Kobiet".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Wspanialy, sloneczny dzien w Sutton, mam nadzieje, ze mialyscie udany dzien kobietki swiata:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spodobalo mi sie jak to ujela moja kolezanka, ktora pierwszy raz uslyszala o tym swiecie, "codziennie jest dzien mezczyzny wiec raz w roku moze byc dzien kobiety:)".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "pocztowa przesylka, ktora zawitala do mnie dzisiaj, jak zwykle dlugo oczekiwana ksiazka:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Every year on the 8th of March is "Woman's Day" in Poland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Beautiful, sunny day in Sutton, I hope you had a nice day women of the world:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I liked reaction of my work colegue who's heard about "Woman's Day" for the first time, she said "well, it's&amp;nbsp; man's day every day so we deserve "woman's day" once a year:)".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "parcel, which arrived today, as usual long awaited book:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5350509595747674686?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5350509595747674686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5350509595747674686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5350509595747674686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5350509595747674686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/03/astrid-lindgren-dzisiaj-8go-marca-jest.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S5Uxrl8plrI/AAAAAAAABHY/KatDulWeRzk/s72-c/Astrid+Lindgren025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1765938489463686352</id><published>2010-03-04T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:25:19.453Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S4-r_34ovjI/AAAAAAAABHI/_Z8jhy8Nyho/s1600-h/Face022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S4-r_34ovjI/AAAAAAAABHI/_Z8jhy8Nyho/s320/Face022.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Markus Annaeus Seneca powiedzial, (w wolnym tlumaczeniu) ze "Nasze plany spelzaja na niczym poniewaz sa pozbawione&amp;nbsp;celu. Gdy nie wiesz do ktorego portu chcesz dotrzec, zaden wiatr nie jest dobrym wiatrem." Moje cele lubia sie przede mna ukrywac i bawic w chowanego, ale wydaje mi sie, ze w moim przypadku&amp;nbsp;glownym problemem jest zycie bez wyraznego celu, a bardziej dokladnie&amp;nbsp;realizacja&amp;nbsp;dotychczasowych celow i&amp;nbsp;zapomnienie stworzenia nowych.&amp;nbsp;Nie musza byc na skale swiatowa, ale musza byc wazne dla mnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dryfowanie. Tak to jest idealne slowo! Na chwile obecna dryfuje!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Sloneczne, wydluzajace sie dni."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Markus Annaeus Seneca said "Our plans miscarry because they have no aim. When you do not know what harbour you are making for, no wind is the right wind." My aims like to hide away from me and play hide and seek, but I think that my main&amp;nbsp;problem is living my life with no,clear aim or&amp;nbsp;to be more specific achieving the existing aims and forgetting to create new ones?&amp;nbsp;It doesn't have to be worldwide, but it has to worthwile for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drifting. Yes, it's the perfect word! I'm drifting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Sunny days getting longer."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1765938489463686352?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1765938489463686352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1765938489463686352&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1765938489463686352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1765938489463686352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/03/markus-annaeus-seneca-powiedzial-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S4-r_34ovjI/AAAAAAAABHI/_Z8jhy8Nyho/s72-c/Face022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1359445605384302262</id><published>2010-02-15T20:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:16:47.332Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3mhbiIkjrI/AAAAAAAABG8/wm_Gsx3kuX0/s1600-h/Face021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3mhbiIkjrI/AAAAAAAABG8/wm_Gsx3kuX0/s400/Face021.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Z tym rysunkiem powoli dam sobie juz spokoj, tak jak powiedzialam wczesniej bardziej zalezy mi na samej przyjemnosci rysowania, niz dopracowywaniu rysunku. Poza tym, niektore rysunki powinny zostac niedokonczone, mowia wtedy wiecej i mozna dopowiedziec wiele historii...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jak by tutaj zaczac? Slowa nie spelnia dzisiaj swojego zadania, dzisiaj nie sa moim przyjacielem wiec dzisiaj podziele sie tylko tym rysunkiem. Rysowanie czasem mi wychodzi, a czasem nie. Moim bledem jest zasiadac do kartki papieru oczekujac, ze kazdy rysunek bedzie arcydzielem, to tylko odbiera radosc samego rysowania - przynajmniej mi. Rysowanie to zmaganie sie z wlasnym ego, ktore oczekuje od kazdego rysunku, ze bedzie perfekcyjny. Ego...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nie ma jednak nic piekniejszego w rysowaniu gdy po kilkunastu probach nieudanego rysunku, nagle widze wylaniajaca sie twarz czy postac osoby ktora rysuje. To jest moja mala nagroda za podjete proby i porazki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "Wczorajsze workout Cindy Crawford przypomnial mi czasy gdy bylam nastolatka".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm going to give myself permission to let go of this drawing now, as I said earlier I am more interested&amp;nbsp;in the pleasure&amp;nbsp;that drawing gives me&amp;nbsp;than making it look perfect. Besides, some drawings should be left unfinished, this way they tell more and enable us to use our own imagination and create our own tales...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't really know how to begin? Words are not my friends today so the only thing left is to share with you my drawing. Sometimes I like my drawings and sometimes I don't. It's my&amp;nbsp;mistake to sit&amp;nbsp;in front of&amp;nbsp;the sheet of paper expecting that every drawing will be a masterpiece, it takes away the very purpose of&amp;nbsp;drawing - JOY&amp;nbsp;- at least&amp;nbsp;it takes&amp;nbsp;the joy&amp;nbsp;away from me. Drawing is a constant battle with my ego, which expectes from each drawing that it&amp;nbsp;will be perfect. Ego ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, there is nothing more beautiful and rewarding&amp;nbsp;in drawing than when, after several failed attempts to&amp;nbsp;draw suddenly I can see the face&amp;nbsp;emerging from my page,&amp;nbsp;face&amp;nbsp;of a&amp;nbsp;person or character I&amp;nbsp;am trying&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;draw. This is my little reward for all the attempts and defeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy Journal: "Cindy Crawford workout yesterday reminded me time when I was a teenager."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1359445605384302262?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1359445605384302262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1359445605384302262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1359445605384302262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1359445605384302262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/02/z-tym-rysunkiem-powoli-dam-sobie-juz.html' title=''/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3mhbiIkjrI/AAAAAAAABG8/wm_Gsx3kuX0/s72-c/Face021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4112674144127973609</id><published>2010-02-11T17:49:00.007Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:59:37.528Z</updated><title type='text'>Pomysl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3RDg31xdbI/AAAAAAAABGs/EFFZvlETgyw/s1600-h/Face018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437044882167395762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3RDg31xdbI/AAAAAAAABGs/EFFZvlETgyw/s320/Face018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Pomysl"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wislawa Szymborska&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Przyszedl mi pewien pomysl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na wierszyk? na wiersz?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To dobrze - mowie - zostan, pogadamy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Musisz mi wiecej o sobie powiedziec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ach, o to chodzi - mowie - to ciekawe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Od dawna juz te sprawy leza mi na sercu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ale zeby wiersz o nich? Nie, na pewno nie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak ci sie tylko zdaje - odpowiadam - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;przeceniasz moje sily i zdolnosci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nawet bym nie wiedziala, od czego mam zaczac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mylisz sie - mowie - wiersz zwiezly i krotki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o wiele trudniej napisac niz dlugi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nie mecz mnie, nie nalegaj, bo to sie nie uda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niech ci bedzie, sprobuje, skoro sie upierasz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ale z gory uprzedzam, co z tego wyniknie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Napisze, przedre i wrzuce do kosza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masz racje - mowie - sa przeciez inni poeci.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Niektorzy zrobia to lepiej ode mnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moge ci podac nazwiska, adresy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak, naturalnie, bede im zazdroscic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sobie zazdroscimy nawet wierszy slabych.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ten chyba powinien...chyba musi miec...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on szeptem kilka slow na ucho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wlasnie, miec te cechy, ktore wyliczyles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wiec lepiej zmienmy temat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Napijesz sie kawy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na co on westchnal tylko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I zaczal znikac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I zniknal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "Trevor przejezdzajacy kolo mojego biurka w pracy i zamieniajacy kilka slow pare razy dziennie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4112674144127973609?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4112674144127973609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4112674144127973609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4112674144127973609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4112674144127973609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/02/pomysl.html' title='Pomysl'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3RDg31xdbI/AAAAAAAABGs/EFFZvlETgyw/s72-c/Face018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2200482058004285602</id><published>2010-02-10T13:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:38:19.179Z</updated><title type='text'>Wnetrze Siebie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3K3D7bp4qI/AAAAAAAABGc/PFG-xTOtVfg/s1600-h/Face016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436608978310783650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3K3D7bp4qI/AAAAAAAABGc/PFG-xTOtVfg/s320/Face016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3KwxMyFb4I/AAAAAAAABGU/psGAJvq-y70/s1600-h/Face016.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;Zasiadalam juz tyle razy do pisania i pisanie nie nadchodzilo; zasiadalam tyle razy do rysowania i natychmiast odkladalam olowek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Duzo ostatnio mysle i duzo czytam i medytuje czesciej. Staram sie nie zwracac przesadnej uwagi na dokladnosc tego co robie (perfekcjonizm), zamiast tego zwracam uwage na "uczestniczenie" w czynnosci cialem i umyslem, i czerpania przyjemnosci z rzeczy przyjemnych, prostych. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Wiele razy przytloczona ciezarem i iloscia wlasnych mysli poddaje sie i rezygnuje z wielu rzeczy, ktore sprawiaja mi przyjemnosc na rzecz analizowania, krytykowania kazdej wlasnej decyzji, kazdego slowa, kazdej pomylki, calosci siebie, a wierzcie mi jest tego sporo. Analizowanie i planowanie nie ida w parze z moim charakterem, z duchem ktory wprawia moje tryby w ruch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;Dla tych ktorzy nadal odwiedzaja moj blog, badzcie cierpliwi, powoli rozwijam skrzydla i mam cicha nadzieje, ze powroce do czestrzego postowania.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt; "chwila muzyki Reiki w srodku zabieganego dnia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2200482058004285602?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2200482058004285602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2200482058004285602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2200482058004285602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2200482058004285602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/02/wnetrze-siebie.html' title='Wnetrze Siebie'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S3K3D7bp4qI/AAAAAAAABGc/PFG-xTOtVfg/s72-c/Face016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1677316356982210669</id><published>2010-01-13T17:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:34:26.564Z</updated><title type='text'>New, Fresh Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S04CaqBtTWI/AAAAAAAABGM/lcfJx-FB_IQ/s1600-h/Pray015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426277258009333090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S04CaqBtTWI/AAAAAAAABGM/lcfJx-FB_IQ/s400/Pray015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Zapiski w kacie pokoju"&lt;br /&gt;Tak, nadal tu jestem. Na poczatku chcialabym zyczyc wszystkim podrozujacym i zagladajacym do mojego kacika, Szczesliwego i Spokojnego 2010 roku, wypelnionego radoscia i usmiechem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Od przeszlo dwoch miesiecy nie dotknelam olowka, akwareli, nie otworzylam szkicownika, az do dzisiaj. Oto moj pierwszy szkic w tym roku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rysujac ten szkic myslalam o modlitwie i medytacji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medytacja&lt;/strong&gt; to moje wybrane slowo na 2010 rok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tak czesto nie potrafie pozbierac mysli, tak czesto galupuja one przez moj umysl, jak stado dzikich koni roztrzaskujac pod kopytami resztki zdrowego rozsadku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ten rok chce spedzic spokojnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Moj wlasny Filofax organiser".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Notes from the corner of my room"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes, I'm still here. First I would like to wish all the travelers and popping into my corner, Happy and Peaceful 2010, filled with joy and smile. I haven't touched pencil, watercolour, did not sketch for over two months. Not until today. Here is my first sketch this year. While drawing this sketch I thought about prayer and meditation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditation&lt;/strong&gt; is my chosen word for 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So often I am not able to collect my thoughts, as they often speed through my mind, like a herd of wild horses, shattering under the hooves last peaces of common sense.This year I wish to spend quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "My own Filofax organizer".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1677316356982210669?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1677316356982210669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1677316356982210669&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1677316356982210669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1677316356982210669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-fresh-year.html' title='New, Fresh Year'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/S04CaqBtTWI/AAAAAAAABGM/lcfJx-FB_IQ/s72-c/Pray015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-619396317953704884</id><published>2009-11-30T20:29:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:00:34.403Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Princeton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='business trip'/><title type='text'>Third One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SxQrbfE-zRI/AAAAAAAABFo/thKTz2pVL30/s1600/Autumn+Definitely.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409996803577662738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SxQrbfE-zRI/AAAAAAAABFo/thKTz2pVL30/s400/Autumn+Definitely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Third and the last sketch from my business trip. After a walk in cold there is nothing better than hot coffee or tea. In most of the biggest cities you can find Starbucks, with the same coffee taste whether you are in London, Warsaw, Prague...or Princeton. Despite the cozy interior I should have gone to a local coffee/tea shop and try a local coffee or tea. Oh well, next time I'll remember:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sketch of course from Starbucks coffee shop:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "The back pain relief thanks to hot water bottle"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trzeci i ostatni sketch z delegacji. Po spacerze na chlodnym powietrzu nie ma nic lepszego niz goraca kawa, albo herbata. W kazdym wiekszym miescie znajduje kawiarnie Starbucks z takim samym smakiem kawy czy to Londyn, Warszawa, Praga...czy Princeton. Pomimo przytulnego wnetrza lepiej zrobilabym idac do lokalnej kawiarni, sprobowac lokalnej kawy. No coz, nastepnym razem bede pamietala:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Szkic oczywiscie z kawiarni Starbucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Usmierzenie bolu dzieki goracemu termoforowi na obolaly krzyz:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-619396317953704884?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/619396317953704884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=619396317953704884&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/619396317953704884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/619396317953704884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/11/third-one.html' title='Third One'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SxQrbfE-zRI/AAAAAAAABFo/thKTz2pVL30/s72-c/Autumn+Definitely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8512361304642526705</id><published>2009-11-25T19:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-25T20:28:01.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Backache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sw2MvBVCyNI/AAAAAAAABFg/DUWuQaB6tk8/s1600/stairs012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408133466980272338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sw2MvBVCyNI/AAAAAAAABFg/DUWuQaB6tk8/s400/stairs012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my draft attempt from original painting "Soho Steps" by Robert Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hope I will finish this sketch one day. I had to wash my old watercolour set and refresh it a bit. I am laying on the sofa with a realy bad backache (first time in my life). One of two things - either my last yoga session was too intense for my back or...draft that caused my backache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "summer time memories in the middle of Autumn caused by Dior Addict frequence"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mam nadzieje, ze dokoncze ten obrazek kiedys. Musialam przemyc i odswiezyc moj stary, przenosny zestaw akwareli. Leze wlasnie na sofie z potwornym bolem krzyza (po raz pierwszy w zyciu). Jedno z dwojga wywolalo bol krzyza - albo wczorajsza sesja jogi byla zbyt intensywna, albo...przeciag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "wspomnienie lata wywolane zapachem perfumy - Dior Addict"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8512361304642526705?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8512361304642526705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8512361304642526705&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8512361304642526705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8512361304642526705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/11/backache.html' title='Backache'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sw2MvBVCyNI/AAAAAAAABFg/DUWuQaB6tk8/s72-c/stairs012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8063009466768952975</id><published>2009-11-23T20:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:00:21.880Z</updated><title type='text'>Princeton 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4115788754/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2628/4115788754_3c23585804.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4115788754/"&gt;Princeton 2009&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kolejny szybki szkic z delegacji (Princeton 2009). Ten budynek nalezy do Uniwersytetu w Princeton.&lt;br /&gt;Czuje sie tak, jakbym chciala rozpoczac cos nowego, jednoczesnie czekajac, az ktos wskaze mi kierunek. Rozpoczelam czytac ksiazke pt. "The City of Dreaming Books" napisana przez Waltera Moers'a. Jak do tej pory (str.50) wspaniala, w sam raz na dlugie jesienne wieczory (basn dla doroslych). Troche odetchne od tych wszystkich poradnikow ze wskazowkami jak rysowac, jak zyc...&lt;br /&gt;Ciekawe, ze im wiecej czytam tych poradnikow tym mniej rysuje.&lt;br /&gt;Generalnie to wpadlam na swoj blog przede wszystkim, zeby znowu pomarudzic troche na brak weny, na to ze nie rysuje, na to, ze wstrzymuje sie od rzeczy i czynnosci, ktore tak naprawde sprawiaja mi przyjemnosc. &lt;br /&gt;Chcialabym, zeby wlasnie to (kolejny wpis z narzekaniem) pomoglo mi wystartowac jak z procy ponownie, tak jak kiedys pomagalo, ale wraz z uplywem czasu od jednego rysunku do drugiego...przekonanie samej siebie, entuzjazm gdzies wyparowal i pozostawil mnie zupelnie bez energii.&lt;br /&gt;Wiec musze wymyslic cos nowego, cos co znowu na mnie zadziala:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dziennik Malych Radosci: "Sciana deszczu za oknem mojego samochodu i gdzies zapomniana muzyka Sarah McLachlan snujaca sie z odtwarzacza CD".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quick sketch from my business trip (Princeton 2009). This building belongs to Princeton University. &lt;br /&gt;I feel, as if I want to start something new, waiting at the same time, for somebody to direct me. I started reading a book "The City of Dreaming Books" by Walter Moers.&lt;br /&gt;So far (page 50) exellent, perfect for the long Autumn evenings (fairytale for adults). I might catch some breath from the "How to draw..." , "How to live..." and all advise books I surrended myself with. Funny thing that the more I read these books the less I draw or paint.&lt;br /&gt;Generally speaking I popped into my blog just to mourn a bit, that again I encounter some kind of a creative block, that I stopped drawing and that I stop myself from anything that brings me joy. It used to help me, I mourned a bit here and was ready for another battle with drawing, but not any more. Nothing seems to work anymore. My enthusiasm vanished and left me with no energy. I guess I'll have to find something else that works for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "Heavy rain outside the car window, and long forgotten music by Sarah McLachlan from CD player."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8063009466768952975?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8063009466768952975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8063009466768952975&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8063009466768952975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8063009466768952975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/11/princeton-2009_23.html' title='Princeton 2009'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2628/4115788754_3c23585804_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8220163857498461400</id><published>2009-11-18T21:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:38:59.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Princeton 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4115788126/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2780/4115788126_424520309d.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/4115788126/"&gt;Princeton 2009&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Princeton Peace Fountain. Niezbyt wiele czasu na szkic i zimno niestety. Trudno tez wrocic do szkicowania po tak dlugiej przerwie. Uf, uff ponownie zbieram sie w calosc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princeton Peace fountain. Not much time to get comfortable. I find it a bit difficult to get back to drawing after the last break.&lt;br /&gt;Uf, uff again I am putting myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "It's a bit early but I loved it when I heard christmas song. It made me feel so warm inside:)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8220163857498461400?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8220163857498461400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8220163857498461400&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8220163857498461400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8220163857498461400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/11/princeton-2009.html' title='Princeton 2009'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2780/4115788126_424520309d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3504800297158347633</id><published>2009-10-15T22:15:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:31:40.632+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Telefony, wszedzie telefony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SteURoFmxJI/AAAAAAAABFU/6HuD2XxjwN4/s1600-h/telefony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392942109339075730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SteURoFmxJI/AAAAAAAABFU/6HuD2XxjwN4/s400/telefony.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SteRH1bu52I/AAAAAAAABFM/JD-T0uxEamo/s1600-h/telefony.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeszcze dwa lata temu chcialam calkowicie pozbyc sie wlasnego telefonu komorkowego. Gdziekolwiek jestem...kazdy mnie moze dosiegnac poniewaz mam przy sobie telefon komorkowy. No wiec, dzisiaj posiadam dwa telefony komorkowe (prywatny i sluzbowy) oraz jeden telefon bezprzewodowy, z ktorym ze wzgledu na moja prace nie moge sie rozstawac od 8.00-17.00&lt;br /&gt;To by bylo na tyle z mojego planu...rozstania sie z telefonem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago I wanted to get rid of my own mobile phone. Wherever I am...anyone can reach me because of my mobile. So, today I've got two mobile phones (private and work one) and one landline phone at work from 8-17.00&lt;br /&gt;That would be all from my plan to be...phoneless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy journal: "Goraca poranna kawa przygotowana przez Neethu."&lt;br /&gt;"Hot morning coffee made by Neethu."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3504800297158347633?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3504800297158347633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3504800297158347633&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3504800297158347633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3504800297158347633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/10/telefony-wszedzie-telefony.html' title='Telefony, wszedzie telefony'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SteURoFmxJI/AAAAAAAABFU/6HuD2XxjwN4/s72-c/telefony.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2344392317988394850</id><published>2009-10-09T13:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:24:17.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a boat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3994747543/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/3994747543_d4cf61d8ba.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3994747543/"&gt;a boat&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;" I promise myself...&lt;br /&gt;To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achevements of the future.&lt;br /&gt;To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature I meet.&lt;br /&gt;To give so much time to improving myself that I have no time to criticize others.&lt;br /&gt;To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words, but in great deeds.&lt;br /&gt;To live in the faith that the whole world is on my side, so long as I am true to the best that is in me."&lt;br /&gt;Christian D. Larson (1874-1954) "The Optimist's Creed"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2344392317988394850?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2344392317988394850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2344392317988394850&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2344392317988394850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2344392317988394850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/10/boat.html' title='a boat'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/3994747543_d4cf61d8ba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5197169888094650732</id><published>2009-10-08T12:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:58:30.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3992875862/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/3992875862_f934188693.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3992875862/"&gt;happiness&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently I haven't been doing much of drawing or painting. Just a few spare moments here and there torn from the every day busy schedule. I also decided to find out what does really make me happy. If I was to make a list of things, activities, what would I have found there. Maybe it's because I haven't been laughing much recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "20min of a calm mind, no thoughts, no rushing just here and now:.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5197169888094650732?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5197169888094650732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5197169888094650732&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5197169888094650732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5197169888094650732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2624/3992875862_f934188693_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7207141216542279159</id><published>2009-09-21T13:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:05:26.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"At the gate"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3941044192/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/3941044192_2a9a7c69a2.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3941044192/"&gt;At the gate&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I promise myself...&lt;br /&gt;To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person I meet.&lt;br /&gt;To make all my friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.&lt;br /&gt;To look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.&lt;br /&gt;To think only of the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best.&lt;br /&gt;To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as I am about my own." tbc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "One hour of listening to my favourite music."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7207141216542279159?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7207141216542279159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7207141216542279159&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7207141216542279159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7207141216542279159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/09/gate.html' title='&amp;quot;At the gate&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2461/3941044192_2a9a7c69a2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7302349088040080434</id><published>2009-08-14T20:30:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:30:16.901+01:00</updated><title type='text'>by the lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3820586391/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3498/3820586391_a8283d444b.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3820586391/"&gt;by the lake&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm so glad it's Friday (!) and that I was able to do another drawing. &lt;br /&gt;Life is good...Life Is Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "quiet evening after busy week."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7302349088040080434?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7302349088040080434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7302349088040080434&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7302349088040080434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7302349088040080434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/08/by-lake.html' title='by the lake'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3498/3820586391_a8283d444b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3597674281299200529</id><published>2009-08-12T13:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:21:37.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go (Shakti Gawain)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3811413744/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3811413744_e69b999aa9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3811413744/"&gt;Richmond Park&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let us imagine that life is a river. Most peoplel are clinging to the bank, afraid to let go, and risk being carried along by the current of the river.&lt;br /&gt;When the pain of hanging on becomes greater than the fear of letting go, we let go and the river begins to carry us along safely. Once we are used to being in the flow of the river, we can begin to look ahead and guide our course. We choose which of the many branches of the river we prefer to follow, all the while still going with the flow. We can ejoy being here now, flowing with what is and at the same time, guide ourselves consciously toward our goals by taking full responsibility for creating our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;"As I relax and let go, I flow toward my greatest good"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Yoga class last night".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3597674281299200529?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3597674281299200529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3597674281299200529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3597674281299200529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3597674281299200529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/08/letting-go-shakti-gawain.html' title='Letting go (Shakti Gawain)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2516/3811413744_e69b999aa9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4142543313604670280</id><published>2009-08-11T12:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T12:53:01.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EDM #176 "Draw something Summer"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3811413742/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3811413742_1fcdf05e3b.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3811413742/"&gt;EDM #176 Draw something Summer&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess I have to get use to cycles in my life. I can draw and paint for two weeks and then don't touch pencil for two months. No point in forcing myself - it's just the way it is and if I try and fight against, it just gets worse. Stubborn I am.&lt;br /&gt;In the first few weeks when I couldn't even look at my sketchbook I was trying to get inspiration from my blogging friends but despite all beautiful art I saw, I was like an empty pond with no fish. &lt;br /&gt;I had to replenish my own ideas, my creative self and so I did.&lt;br /&gt;Quick update. &lt;br /&gt;I finished my foundation course which was an amazing experience for me. I didn't feel like creating much of drawings and paintings since but have been busy decorating my house, building porch and having guests around.&lt;br /&gt;Time has come again for me to get back "on horse" and start drawing. My attempt at EDM #176 "Draw something summer". I am still due for holiday this year which for me I guess will come in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "Kleenex Balsam tissues. I have sneeze all year round and these are the most delicate tissues I came across."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4142543313604670280?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4142543313604670280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4142543313604670280&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4142543313604670280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4142543313604670280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/08/edm-176-something-summer.html' title='EDM #176 &amp;quot;Draw something Summer&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3811413742_1fcdf05e3b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-766983862805784689</id><published>2009-06-17T21:14:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:14:21.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pirate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3635828341/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3297/3635828341_567bd110ae.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3635828341/"&gt;pirate&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I saw this picture in news and I just wanted to draw her. It's the same feeling when I see captain Jack Sparrow. Freedom, adventure and a scent of wildness.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I like to leave the sketch unfinished, especially now when again I am working on my perfectionism... Just let it be:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "picking the pencil to draw".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-766983862805784689?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/766983862805784689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=766983862805784689&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/766983862805784689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/766983862805784689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/06/pirate.html' title='pirate'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3297/3635828341_567bd110ae_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2587114204911395171</id><published>2009-06-16T20:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:44:33.237+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Airport and Travelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A few entries in my sketchbook from latest Business Trip. I've noticed that most of business people travelling are men, they all wear black suits and colourful ties, they all look tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a matter of fact I am tired today and although it's my names day...I am just going to relax and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2259/3632676549_de4ac9e235.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2259/3632676549_de4ac9e235.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3632675941_2d9f1d1fef.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3550/3632675941_2d9f1d1fef.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3637/3633488732_b781d7e16b.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleeping on the airport bench.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3633487384_d49f613141.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2432/3633487384_d49f613141.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 min sketch from photograph, biro pen (from Barclays bank:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "I booked tickets for concert in November!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2587114204911395171?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2587114204911395171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2587114204911395171&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2587114204911395171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2587114204911395171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/06/airport-and-travelling.html' title='Airport and Travelling'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6550626659154193476</id><published>2009-06-14T00:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:21:08.465+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Control"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3612675153/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3616/3612675153_d265319bb6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3612675153/"&gt;Gordon Brown&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life, if you chase it, will exhaust you to death. Time, chased as a bandit, will behave like one: always one step, one room ahead, will change the name, hair colour to run away from you. At some point we have to stop because time will never s t o p. We have to admit we cannot catch time. That catching it is not a point. We have to let contentment into our lives. Let go of control. Observe what's happening around. When we do so, life still goes on. Where did the thought that managing each moment is so important come from? Why not leave it in peace? (my translation from "Eat, Pray, Love" E. Gilbert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "Visiting old friends."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6550626659154193476?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6550626659154193476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6550626659154193476&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6550626659154193476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6550626659154193476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/06/gordon-brown-originally-uploaded-by.html' title='&amp;quot;Control&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3616/3612675153_d265319bb6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6818860432575711446</id><published>2009-06-03T22:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:05:20.078+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From "Criminal Records"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3593366244/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3597/3593366244_6dd1d8ec24.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3593366244/"&gt;From &amp;quot;Criminal Records&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;While flicking through today's news during lunch break, Phil Spector's hair caught my eye. And then I found the story behind it...&lt;br /&gt;Quick sketch and there we have another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "Summer Time".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6818860432575711446?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6818860432575711446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6818860432575711446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6818860432575711446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6818860432575711446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-records.html' title='From &amp;quot;Criminal Records&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3597/3593366244_6dd1d8ec24_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6384805808667334202</id><published>2009-05-28T20:47:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T21:38:55.492+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>After The Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was the longest and the hardest break I've had so far from my blog. My time was split in between my new job and finishing my final project for Uni. I hope the break is over and I can go back to my sketching.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went for a long walk with Nad in Richmond Park, so I took out my sketchbook to sketch a little, but it was so hot and sunny that it was quite hard to stay in the sun.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sh7qr9-aQII/AAAAAAAABFE/Xgtq5AOhvOY/s1600-h/sketchbook218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340964249199591554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sh7qr9-aQII/AAAAAAAABFE/Xgtq5AOhvOY/s320/sketchbook218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sh7qrrLxZdI/AAAAAAAABE8/UfdKiGccxXE/s1600-h/1124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340964244155360722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sh7qrrLxZdI/AAAAAAAABE8/UfdKiGccxXE/s320/1124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "sunny, hot weekend"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6384805808667334202?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6384805808667334202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6384805808667334202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6384805808667334202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6384805808667334202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-break.html' title='After The Break'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sh7qr9-aQII/AAAAAAAABFE/Xgtq5AOhvOY/s72-c/sketchbook218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5166053526935172444</id><published>2009-04-14T22:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:55:47.244+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>One finished, another in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I finished "Wind" drawing and started another painting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoy drawing with chalk, this below was first one since a long time. I think I will try some more in this technique, and tinted paper makes interesting background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeUCN5xQeuI/AAAAAAAABEs/M89DvwjRIH0/s1600-h/130420091593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324664572304456418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeUCN5xQeuI/AAAAAAAABEs/M89DvwjRIH0/s320/130420091593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Wind"  A3, chalk on tinted paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324664576893067522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeUCOK3RIQI/AAAAAAAABE0/OEC-XoA8UjA/s320/140420091601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;watercolour on handmade paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gdzie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;szukac&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ciebie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boze&lt;/span&gt; mam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kamieniu&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;czy&lt;/span&gt; pod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kamieniem&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;plynacym&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;strumieniu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mostem&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;moze&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;jak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;przebierasz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;szybko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;nogami&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;gdzie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;jestes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;gdzie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;spojrzec&lt;/span&gt; mam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;pustej&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;przestrzeni&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;oczy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;zagladam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;mysli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;nigdy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ustaja&lt;/span&gt; w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;biegu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;codzienny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;ich&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;potok&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;oceanu&lt;/span&gt; z &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;tygodnia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;wplywa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tu &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;jestes&lt;/span&gt;, w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;tej&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;sekundzie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ktora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;przeminela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;tej&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;chwili&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;ktora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;przeskoczylam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;ktora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;przeoczylam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;terazniejszosci&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;ktora&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt; mam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;czasu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "unexpected &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;doughnut&lt;/span&gt; at work:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5166053526935172444?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5166053526935172444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5166053526935172444&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5166053526935172444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5166053526935172444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-finished-another-in-progress.html' title='One finished, another in progress'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeUCN5xQeuI/AAAAAAAABEs/M89DvwjRIH0/s72-c/130420091593.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5636551208091194448</id><published>2009-04-12T20:59:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T21:24:18.064+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><title type='text'>"Wind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do remember the first painting of a horse that I saw. It was a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juliusz_Kossak"&gt;Juliusz Kossak's &lt;/a&gt;painting and I was overwhelmed by the beauty of an animal. Since then I've been drawing horses trying to compete with a famous painter...but of course never satisfied with my own creations. At some point I stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I saw this horse on one of the photographs and felt like drawing it. And while I was drawing I suddenly recalled my love for these animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeJIRQ1XNBI/AAAAAAAABEk/snoJhwYHxgU/s1600-h/120420091588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897170919109650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeJIRQ1XNBI/AAAAAAAABEk/snoJhwYHxgU/s320/120420091588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; chalk on tinted paper, WIP, A3 size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeJIRE20ihI/AAAAAAAABEc/zpu4zT4BnSo/s1600-h/120420091579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323897167704001042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeJIRE20ihI/AAAAAAAABEc/zpu4zT4BnSo/s320/120420091579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moleskine sketchbook, pencil HB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "quick Easter shopping!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5636551208091194448?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5636551208091194448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5636551208091194448&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5636551208091194448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5636551208091194448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/04/wind.html' title='&quot;Wind&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SeJIRQ1XNBI/AAAAAAAABEk/snoJhwYHxgU/s72-c/120420091588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2205692577223714177</id><published>2009-04-11T00:44:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:07:52.350+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acrylics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give away'/><title type='text'>Easter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3408/3430316772_dc07b938cc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3408/3430316772_dc07b938cc.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3430316852_0932b5a9bb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3430316852_0932b5a9bb.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3430317144_3fdf0c109f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3403/3430317144_3fdf0c109f.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3316/3430317538_f474035588.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3316/3430317538_f474035588.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3429502049_68df9c2738.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3429502049_68df9c2738.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I would like to wish y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt; All a Hapy Easter!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know about you, but I am going to have some rest:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "I bought a car of my dreams!!!:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2205692577223714177?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2205692577223714177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2205692577223714177&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2205692577223714177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2205692577223714177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-time.html' title='Easter Time'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8756082722082019302</id><published>2009-03-31T20:00:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:53:50.650+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><title type='text'>EDM #138 "Draw something soft"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever hold in your hands a small chicken like these three? These are the softest creatures ever:) That's my sketch for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;EDM&lt;/span&gt; #138 "Draw something soft". As soon as I finished this one I thought of a bigger scale painting (and I guess emerging Easter has something to do with these three down there:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429156629811874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJoomjGkqI/AAAAAAAABEE/CbBXgXeCE_I/s400/PICT4048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Moleskine&lt;/span&gt; sketchbook, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Barclays&lt;/span&gt; pen (freebie), colour markers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJopEQk1QI/AAAAAAAABEU/ocpXOs39vOc/s1600-h/PICT4054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429164605166850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJopEQk1QI/AAAAAAAABEU/ocpXOs39vOc/s400/PICT4054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mixed media, printing ink, acrylics, pencil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt;, A2 size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The last one is a portrait from advert I've mentioned in one of the previous posts &lt;a href="http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-dont-get-old-as-they-used-to.html"&gt;People Don't Grow Old Like They Used To&lt;/a&gt;. His face seems so expressive to me, I couldn't resist to sketch it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJoo__ncMI/AAAAAAAABEM/DEiGY8VWhzw/s1600-h/PICT4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429163460292802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJoo__ncMI/AAAAAAAABEM/DEiGY8VWhzw/s400/PICT4051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Moleskine&lt;/span&gt; sketchbook, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Barclays&lt;/span&gt; pen (freebie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "doing some housework, it helps to take the stress out".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8756082722082019302?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8756082722082019302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8756082722082019302&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8756082722082019302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8756082722082019302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/edm-138-draw-something-soft.html' title='EDM #138 &quot;Draw something soft&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdJoomjGkqI/AAAAAAAABEE/CbBXgXeCE_I/s72-c/PICT4048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6969385400068547172</id><published>2009-03-30T19:58:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:26:44.936+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Still on a break mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;No scanner I'm afraid. Just a photograph of a quick sketch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jean_Rhys"&gt;Jean Rhys&lt;/a&gt;, author of a novel "Voyage In The Dark".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdEWdA4t_9I/AAAAAAAABD8/HkiiAvvl5Ok/s1600-h/PICT4046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319057322611179474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdEWdA4t_9I/AAAAAAAABD8/HkiiAvvl5Ok/s400/PICT4046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Moleskine sketchbook, barclays pen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "long walk".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6969385400068547172?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6969385400068547172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6969385400068547172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6969385400068547172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6969385400068547172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-in-break-mode.html' title='Still on a break mode.'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SdEWdA4t_9I/AAAAAAAABD8/HkiiAvvl5Ok/s72-c/PICT4046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8854993280163829385</id><published>2009-03-28T11:25:00.012Z</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:32:36.539Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>"A Break" - "Przerwa"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally! Wczoraj udalo mi sie pozbyc wszystkich nazbieranych przez ostatni rok magazynow! Zbieram je dla roznych celow - jako inspiracje (zdjecia), dla przepisow kulinarnych oraz cos interesujacego do narysowania. Wiec ostatni tydzien spedzilam na wyrywaniu, wyszarpywaniu i wycinaniu z gazet i magazynow zdjec, ktore do mnie przemawialy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Znowu troche pusciej i przestrzenniej zrobilo sie w domu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Finally! Yesterday managed to get rid of most of magazines that I've been collecting for the last year. I collect them for different puroses - as an inspiration (pictures), for recepis and for pictures to draw and paint. So last week I spent on tearing those pages apart and cutting out pictures which spoke to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;And again we gained more space at home:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wczoraj rowniez byl ostatni dzien w tym semestrze na uniwersytecie i zostalismy poproszeni o zabranie z naszych miejsc pracy niepotrzebnych rzeczy. Przerwa dwa tygodnie pozwoli sprzataczom na usuniecie gipsu, kleju, farb i innych chemikaliow, ktore uzywalismy i zostawilismy na podlodze przez ostatnich kilka miesiecy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Wrocilam do domu z ogromna torba z ikei na ramieniu wypelniona farbami i innymi artykulami (lacznie z nicmi, plotnem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Yesterday was also the last day of term at uni, and we were asked to clean up our workspaces so the cleaners can clean them properly. Two weeks break should give them some time to do it, although it's not going to be easy (we've used plaster, clay, glue, paint and other chemicals...). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I came back home with a huge bag from ikea on my shoulder filled with paint and other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ciesze sie na ten odpoczynek od codziennych wizyt na uniwersytecie. Musze sie troszeczke wyciszyc i pozbierac znowu pomysly, ktore kielkuja w mojej duszy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Na dzisiaj kilka cwiczen na rozgrzewke i rozluznienie linii&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I am really looking forward to have some break from uni. I need to get quiet and get my thoughts and ideas together, which grow in my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;As for today exercises to losen up sketching lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318299429638858002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sc5lJ1jJZRI/AAAAAAAABDs/01x98ZN5d7M/s400/loosing+up209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318299437799989922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sc5lKT86YqI/AAAAAAAABD0/OcaMbn6WZ0Y/s400/img106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;at Costa Cafe, Moleskine sketchbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Pretty Woman on TV last night"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8854993280163829385?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8854993280163829385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8854993280163829385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8854993280163829385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8854993280163829385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/break-przerwa.html' title='&quot;A Break&quot; - &quot;Przerwa&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sc5lJ1jJZRI/AAAAAAAABDs/01x98ZN5d7M/s72-c/loosing+up209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-10360613745433106</id><published>2009-03-26T16:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:25:12.233Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><title type='text'>EDM #71 "Draw something representing your favorite sport".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;As I came across this challenge I've realized that I haven't been ice skating this year yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Moleskine sketchbook, few touches of china marker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScutZD-XxUI/AAAAAAAABDI/-PFjV_CnSVw/s1600-h/edm+no+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317534431116248386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScutZD-XxUI/AAAAAAAABDI/-PFjV_CnSVw/s400/edm+no+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;EDM #71 "Draw something representing your favorite sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"(extra) large portion of chips with salt and mayo..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-10360613745433106?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/10360613745433106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=10360613745433106&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/10360613745433106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/10360613745433106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/edm-71-draw-something-representing-your.html' title='EDM #71 &quot;Draw something representing your favorite sport&quot;.'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScutZD-XxUI/AAAAAAAABDI/-PFjV_CnSVw/s72-c/edm+no+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4327935946665751206</id><published>2009-03-24T19:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:56:32.519Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><title type='text'>People don't get old as they used to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently I came across this advert "People don't get old as they used to, why should your money" (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; very similar). I think it's really difficult to get older gracefully nowadays. All this plastic surgeries, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;botox&lt;/span&gt;, silicons etc. Magazines, television, adverts make us believe that we have to look young...all the time. Maybe we do...what do you think? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gorgeous all over and no wrinkles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all good, but as for me, I prefer all these wrinkles, interesting lines that makes face interesting and full of character!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How about swapping looking young all our time to feeling good about ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Wouldn't this make us happier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; this face is from the advert I've mentioned earlier&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sck8A6qlxMI/AAAAAAAABDA/6VuXg0eQ5_E/s1600-h/people+don%27t+grow+old+as207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316846821533140162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sck8A6qlxMI/AAAAAAAABDA/6VuXg0eQ5_E/s400/people+don%27t+grow+old+as207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Canson&lt;/span&gt; sketchbook, A4, pencil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 4B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "my first painting framed."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4327935946665751206?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4327935946665751206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4327935946665751206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4327935946665751206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4327935946665751206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/people-dont-get-old-as-they-used-to.html' title='People don&apos;t get old as they used to...'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sck8A6qlxMI/AAAAAAAABDA/6VuXg0eQ5_E/s72-c/people+don%27t+grow+old+as207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5071784672191816624</id><published>2009-03-23T18:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:03:10.906Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>EDM #216 Draw your inner critic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, look at this pleasant face...I have to put up with her every single day!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me introduce you to "My Inner Critic"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and...yes, I used a mirror for this one:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScfZ3Lkmo7I/AAAAAAAABCo/pt6AcHzS71A/s1600-h/edm+no+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316457427156509618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScfZ3Lkmo7I/AAAAAAAABCo/pt6AcHzS71A/s400/edm+no+216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Moleskine sketchbook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "avoiding rain fall while cycling".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5071784672191816624?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5071784672191816624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5071784672191816624&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5071784672191816624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5071784672191816624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/edm-216-draw-your-inner-critic.html' title='EDM #216 Draw your inner critic'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScfZ3Lkmo7I/AAAAAAAABCo/pt6AcHzS71A/s72-c/edm+no+216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7477918321450393670</id><published>2009-03-22T16:55:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:55:52.036Z</updated><title type='text'>Colourful Landscape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3375462197/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3574/3375462197_38b1ff86ee_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3375462197/"&gt;Landscape&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel Spring in the air. Most of my recent works were black &amp; white, so I thought it would be nice to have a few colours:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "catching up with few late works".&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7477918321450393670?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7477918321450393670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7477918321450393670&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7477918321450393670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7477918321450393670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/colourful-landscape.html' title='Colourful Landscape'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3574/3375462197_38b1ff86ee_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7611947356449548452</id><published>2009-03-21T20:44:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:01:32.098Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScfcKuqI1rI/AAAAAAAABCw/fYbTmpvVazY/s1600-h/muhammad+ali206.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I recently watched film &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eXJYiURzgE4"&gt;"Ali" &lt;/a&gt;. Story of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muhammad_Ali"&gt;Muhammad Ali.&lt;/a&gt; If you haven't seen it yet it's really worth watching. I've done this quick sketch in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Canson&lt;/span&gt; Sketchbook. No pressure, just nice, easy and quick:) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316460268029795938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Scfccipk3mI/AAAAAAAABC4/eiCN0itjAhw/s400/muhammad+ali206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Canson&lt;/span&gt; Sketchbook, pencil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 4B, 45 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "long walk."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7611947356449548452?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7611947356449548452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7611947356449548452&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7611947356449548452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7611947356449548452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Scfccipk3mI/AAAAAAAABC4/eiCN0itjAhw/s72-c/muhammad+ali206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8541732490046770335</id><published>2009-03-20T21:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:00:15.191Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moleskine Sketchbook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>After Project Effect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday I had to go to see my GP. Nothing serious, sort of health check. While sitting in the waiting room I took my sketchbook out. I feel more confident with drawing in the crowd than I used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMeSWi9PI/AAAAAAAABCQ/44jh_pw2cQs/s1600-h/SKETCHBOOK197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315387174666040562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMeSWi9PI/AAAAAAAABCQ/44jh_pw2cQs/s400/SKETCHBOOK197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdwWc5vI/AAAAAAAABCI/2GPChzMcEWw/s1600-h/SKETCHBOOK196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315387165538838258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdwWc5vI/AAAAAAAABCI/2GPChzMcEWw/s400/SKETCHBOOK196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdpA5yGI/AAAAAAAABCA/GQ7t9UFsXAc/s1600-h/SKETCHBOOK194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315387163569408098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdpA5yGI/AAAAAAAABCA/GQ7t9UFsXAc/s400/SKETCHBOOK194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMddGTM0I/AAAAAAAABB4/x1FrKoIuUmc/s1600-h/SKETCHBOOK195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315387160370819906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMddGTM0I/AAAAAAAABB4/x1FrKoIuUmc/s400/SKETCHBOOK195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdCAm6RI/AAAAAAAABBw/yjqCIwHU_yI/s1600-h/SKETCHBOOK193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315387153099188498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMdCAm6RI/AAAAAAAABBw/yjqCIwHU_yI/s400/SKETCHBOOK193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Dinner already made, just for warming up:)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8541732490046770335?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8541732490046770335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8541732490046770335&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8541732490046770335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8541732490046770335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/after-project-effect.html' title='After Project Effect'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScQMeSWi9PI/AAAAAAAABCQ/44jh_pw2cQs/s72-c/SKETCHBOOK197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5845767799141155159</id><published>2009-03-19T20:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:23:55.404Z</updated><title type='text'>Through The Window (Last Day)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(You can find it on my blog that I repeat it from time to time as if I don't learn)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; one of the things I've learnt during this project is that no matter how much I read about techniques, drawing, or painting the main thing is to actual draw, paint myself.  Very often I just procrastinate dwelling on different possibilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shouldn't I learn by now, since I've done that for so long? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314993688330962082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScKmmXhpBKI/AAAAAAAABBo/9_g94Cz34dE/s400/PICT3823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monoprint&lt;/span&gt;, A3 size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "reading a book online".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5845767799141155159?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5845767799141155159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5845767799141155159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5845767799141155159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5845767799141155159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-last-day.html' title='Through The Window (Last Day)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScKmmXhpBKI/AAAAAAAABBo/9_g94Cz34dE/s72-c/PICT3823.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2874795939620462845</id><published>2009-03-17T20:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:04:23.039Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighborhood'/><title type='text'>Through the Window (almost done)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning I went for Spring Hunting with my camera. My main aim was to take panoramic pictures of street where I currently live as I wanted to use it in my work. I managed to find Spring too:) Trees and flowers blossom everywhere!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my project "Through the Window" - another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monoprint&lt;/span&gt;. Traffic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jam's&lt;/span&gt; when you are on the bus give me opportunity to take pictures:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScALj9hUS4I/AAAAAAAABBg/L5rgYN_Z4bA/s1600-h/170320091554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314260272734817154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScALj9hUS4I/AAAAAAAABBg/L5rgYN_Z4bA/s400/170320091554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;monoprint&lt;/span&gt;, A3 size, newsprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "Spring Hunting".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2874795939620462845?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2874795939620462845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2874795939620462845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2874795939620462845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2874795939620462845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-almost-done.html' title='Through the Window (almost done)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/ScALj9hUS4I/AAAAAAAABBg/L5rgYN_Z4bA/s72-c/170320091554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4840322816758885893</id><published>2009-03-16T20:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:40:31.495Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><title type='text'>Through the Window ("Przez Okno")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A quick sketch I've done while looking through the window of Avionics, a building where my art work space is:) One of these bikes is mine, the weather is beautiful, warm, sunny:) it's so much better to jump on the bike in the morning and cycle to Uni, catch a fresh air and just enjoy day waking up to a new day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Usually when I cycle I feel good throughout the day, whereas when I take a bus I feel sleepy and my brain is dead (sort of;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bikes shelter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb6ykvIDUdI/AAAAAAAABBY/FlAdTW8GVOE/s1600-h/PICT3828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313880954539037138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb6ykvIDUdI/AAAAAAAABBY/FlAdTW8GVOE/s400/PICT3828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;monoprint, A3 size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "sunny day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4840322816758885893?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4840322816758885893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4840322816758885893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4840322816758885893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4840322816758885893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-przez-okno_16.html' title='Through the Window (&quot;Przez Okno&quot;)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb6ykvIDUdI/AAAAAAAABBY/FlAdTW8GVOE/s72-c/PICT3828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6679910521706487856</id><published>2009-03-15T19:57:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:23:50.574Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><title type='text'>Through the Window ("Przez Okno")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the weekend is coming to an end, I have to set up an aim. Last week we had one day workshop where we had to produce min 10 drawings which were related to the projects we are working on currently. It was a real enlighten day for me, as again, I realised that I need to work on my drawing skills no matter what. Working from photographs, working from life, working, working, trying new approaches (as with &lt;a href="http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/search/label/Face%20a%20Day"&gt;Face a Day&lt;/a&gt; project) helps me to progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can do a lot in a day time, it's just that I get stuck among all students working on different projects. I know, I know, I will always find sth or someone to blame. But this time is different, this time I know what's "wrong" with me and I'm going to work from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another approach I took was asking myself a question: What would I like to hang on my house walls from my own body of work? What would I like to have framed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hence, I'm currently looking for a cheap, old picture frames so I can have my own work framed and hanged:) Very ofter it's just a matter of asking the wright question to realise what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw. do you know where I can get cheap frames from???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb1eg0jDojI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aiyAworoJ-w/s1600-h/PICT3819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313507053321560626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb1eg0jDojI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aiyAworoJ-w/s400/PICT3819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;monoprint, A3 size&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "sipping coffee in the garden."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6679910521706487856?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6679910521706487856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6679910521706487856&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6679910521706487856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6679910521706487856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-przez-okno_15.html' title='Through the Window (&quot;Przez Okno&quot;)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sb1eg0jDojI/AAAAAAAABBQ/aiyAworoJ-w/s72-c/PICT3819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6891427470867030793</id><published>2009-03-14T23:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T23:29:05.021Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><title type='text'>Through the Window ("Przez Okno")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was Friday the 13Th, but it's not the reason why I missed one day of my project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing more to say I guess. I'm just too overwhelmed with what's going on around me, I will make an update on this soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbw5Ws_CowI/AAAAAAAABBI/ta2eGwutSqs/s1600-h/PICT3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313184722585821954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbw5Ws_CowI/AAAAAAAABBI/ta2eGwutSqs/s400/PICT3821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, monoprint, I really like this technique!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joy Journal: "Shopping, shopping, shopping:)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6891427470867030793?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6891427470867030793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6891427470867030793&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6891427470867030793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6891427470867030793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-przez-okno_14.html' title='Through the Window (&quot;Przez Okno&quot;)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbw5Ws_CowI/AAAAAAAABBI/ta2eGwutSqs/s72-c/PICT3821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3197892287334398878</id><published>2009-03-12T18:37:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T19:04:32.226Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighborhood'/><title type='text'>Through the Window ("Przez Okno")</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wiem&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ze&lt;/span&gt; to jest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;niegrzeczne&lt;/span&gt;, ale &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;moge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pozbyc&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pewnego&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nawyku&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gdy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wracam&lt;/span&gt; do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;domu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lubie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;patrzec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;domy&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;okna&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Nie&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;zebym&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;patrzyla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;sie&lt;/span&gt; we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wscibski&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sposob&lt;/span&gt;, ale &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;milo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;popatrzec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;usmiechniete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;rodziny&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dzieci&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;rodzicow&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;cieplo&lt;/span&gt; w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;domu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Czasem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;zdarzy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;sie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;niezapomniany&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;widok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;jak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;starszy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;mezczyzna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;wypisujacy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;kartki&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;swiateczne&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;albo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;mala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dziewczynka&lt;/span&gt; otoczona rodzina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;spiewajaca&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;grajaca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;pianinie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ten &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;wlasnie&lt;/span&gt; moment &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;zostal&lt;/span&gt; mi w &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;pamieci&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312378722659711170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SblcTVR5uMI/AAAAAAAABBA/bO_fnWOvV-I/s400/PICT3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's rude, but I cannot get rid of this habit. Usually when I come back home from Uni it's dark, and I like looking at people's houses and windows. It's not that I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;curious&lt;/span&gt;, or want to gossip about someone, but it's nice to look at happy families, children and parents, warmth of someone e&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;lse's&lt;/span&gt; home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I am lucky to come across &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;unforgettable&lt;/span&gt; views like an old man writing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; greeting cards with his daughter sitting next to him, or a small girl singing and playing piano, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;surrounded&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;by her&lt;/span&gt; family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This particular moment stayed in my memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "text messages from Nad, always make me smile:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3197892287334398878?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3197892287334398878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3197892287334398878&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3197892287334398878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3197892287334398878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-przez-okno_12.html' title='Through the Window (&quot;Przez Okno&quot;)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SblcTVR5uMI/AAAAAAAABBA/bO_fnWOvV-I/s72-c/PICT3826.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2278339261192369587</id><published>2009-03-11T21:51:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:22:43.251Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Through the Window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monoprint'/><title type='text'>Through the Window ("Przez Okno")</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok people, here I come. On my last visit to Poland (Feb 09) I took some photos from the car when I was driving from the airport and back. The car has a whole in the floor and it was raining so the steam didn't leave the car making the outside view more misty and foggy than it really was. Anyways, later on while going through photos I've taken I thought that I would like to do some drawings and sketches from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that's how I came up with my new project...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New project that I called "Through the Window". I am going to draw and sketch everything that I like that saw through the window (car window, home window, bus window, school window, shop widow etc.). It might be location drawing or drawing from photo that I've taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will carry on for a week and see where it takes me:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's the first one.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbgygibg1bI/AAAAAAAABA4/KmgLL6wDUj4/s1600-h/PICT3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312051295062906290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbgygibg1bI/AAAAAAAABA4/KmgLL6wDUj4/s400/PICT3824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monoprint on newsprint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "lower price for oyster weekly bus pass:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2278339261192369587?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2278339261192369587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2278339261192369587&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2278339261192369587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2278339261192369587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/through-window-przez-okno.html' title='Through the Window (&quot;Przez Okno&quot;)'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sbgygibg1bI/AAAAAAAABA4/KmgLL6wDUj4/s72-c/PICT3824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3223432893306345698</id><published>2009-03-10T21:22:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:35:43.851Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My project Face a Day is finishing today. I am proud of myself that I've managed to accomplish it and I didn't fail. Thanks to setting up this project I know better now how to trick my inner critic and more of how I like to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am starting a new project tomorrow:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are interested please pop in to check it out:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't go to Uni today as I am sick, I have a huge sneeze (by huge I mean sneezing at least 20 times a minute, and water coming out of my nose like from the tap) and all I could do is to fall asleep:) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbbaOjDMEOI/AAAAAAAABAw/_MpiVV9uDdc/s1600-h/100320091545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311672753991717090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbbaOjDMEOI/AAAAAAAABAw/_MpiVV9uDdc/s400/100320091545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;canson sketchbook, 1 hour, pencil HB, 4B &amp;amp; 6B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lenny_Henry"&gt;Lenny Henry&lt;/a&gt; I was watching tv while updating my blog last night and saw him. I thought he's got and interesting face:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Kleenex balsam tissues!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3223432893306345698?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3223432893306345698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3223432893306345698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3223432893306345698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3223432893306345698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-14.html' title='Face a Day #14'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbbaOjDMEOI/AAAAAAAABAw/_MpiVV9uDdc/s72-c/100320091545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6604343571927239426</id><published>2009-03-09T21:23:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:33:52.909Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #13</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbWI-arlaII/AAAAAAAABAE/9KSXbLYEpP0/s1600-h/090320091540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311301941448763522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbWI-arlaII/AAAAAAAABAE/9KSXbLYEpP0/s400/090320091540.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil HB &amp;amp; 4B, Canson Sketchbook, less than 1 hr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Ok, that's my "late night" version of Jack Nicholson. I had a busy day at Uni and came back tired. I've done this portrait between 8 and 9 pm. Not that I am happy with it... The thing is I've done it and can do many more of Jack in the future. That's the whole point - more to come, more to be done, more art material used. I love to sharpen my pencils because I know I'm using them. Long time ago I got this set of artist's pencils. Nice case, all perfect and I didn't use them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now all I want to do is to use my materials, so I can stock up again:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good night for now, I can finally lay my body in bed so I don't have to carry it's weight:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "experimenting with media, making mistakes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6604343571927239426?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6604343571927239426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6604343571927239426&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6604343571927239426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6604343571927239426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-13.html' title='Face a Day #13'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbWI-arlaII/AAAAAAAABAE/9KSXbLYEpP0/s72-c/090320091540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5809073134283664015</id><published>2009-03-08T19:24:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:49:29.128Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #12</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUeNlEnK2I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Uidv3U454Nk/s1600-h/thinker185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUeNlEnK2I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Uidv3U454Nk/s400/thinker185.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311184554191956834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well one more for my project "Face a Day":) &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wd9hot/"&gt;Leroy Allen Skalstad &lt;/a&gt;photostream on flickr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had really funny weather today in Sutton. One minute you think it's Summer and the other rain, cold and wind make you think it's Autumn.  I wish it was Summer...but at least the day gets longer by day. Last weekend of March we change time to (so called) Summer Time:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil HB &amp;amp; 6B in Canson Sketchbook, 1 hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;again will upload better quality copy after scanning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Shopping around."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5809073134283664015?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5809073134283664015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5809073134283664015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5809073134283664015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5809073134283664015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-12.html' title='Face a Day #12'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUeNlEnK2I/AAAAAAAAA_0/Uidv3U454Nk/s72-c/thinker185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1057970504812064554</id><published>2009-03-07T16:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:50:23.169Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUbJj1dU3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/itxYD64Bsys/s1600-h/zosia184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUbJj1dU3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/itxYD64Bsys/s400/zosia184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311181186605601650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's my friend, Zosia, with her daughter Emilka:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's her birthday today, so I thought of a quick sketch. Hope she'll like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil HB &amp;amp; 4B, Canson sketchbook, 1 hr 30 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt; off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1057970504812064554?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1057970504812064554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1057970504812064554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1057970504812064554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1057970504812064554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-11.html' title='Face a Day #11'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbUbJj1dU3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/itxYD64Bsys/s72-c/zosia184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7321716361464635005</id><published>2009-03-06T20:45:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:31:43.907Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was thinking, that one of the sayings I remember of happens to be true. The saying goes more or less "if you don't care about your writing you do not care about your thoughts." Yesterday I was tired and drawing was difficult, and I wasn't too happy about the result. But still I've done my bit. Today I felt better and I had some rest hence my drawing looks more fresh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to remember to put all my effort in my drawings so that I can say I've done my best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are going be drawings I don't like, but there will also be drawings like this one...that I am quite happy about:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbGMD8Xt6-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/D7-4OOqKsig/s1600-h/girl178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310179435019627490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbGMD8Xt6-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/D7-4OOqKsig/s400/girl178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Pencil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 6B, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Canson&lt;/span&gt; sketchbook, 1 hour 15 min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;portrait of a girl from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mattfiora/"&gt;Matt's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;photostream&lt;/span&gt; - Please do check his amazing portraits of children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "being less critic about my own work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7321716361464635005?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7321716361464635005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7321716361464635005&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7321716361464635005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7321716361464635005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-10.html' title='Face a Day #10'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbGMD8Xt6-I/AAAAAAAAA_U/D7-4OOqKsig/s72-c/girl178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-780255883531054021</id><published>2009-03-05T21:21:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:43:39.869Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #9</title><content type='html'>Last two days were really hectic for me, and I had to strech myself to do this portrait. I am tired after whole day of visiting London galleries. If you ask me, it's much better to choose just one or two and find some interesting works in there rather then run from one gallery to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this portrait is one of these that I wouldn't like to post at all. There are so many wrong things in it. But my project is not about perfection but continiuality, putting marks in my sketchbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbE2URmzMII/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZnXEzs7tP_s/s400/coil+minor179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310085157597950082" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil HB and 6B, Canson Sketchbook, 1 hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portrait is drawn from photography by &lt;a href="http://www.stevemccurry.com/main.php"&gt;Steve McCurry&lt;/a&gt;. Please make sure you visit his website!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I thought the Spring is on Her way two days ago...therefore this quick sketch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309817040847483858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbBCd04Hs9I/AAAAAAAAA-0/7cJDSZddBpw/s400/260220091465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was wrong. Instead of Spring we've got Winter back:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "visiting old streets of London."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-780255883531054021?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/780255883531054021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=780255883531054021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/780255883531054021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/780255883531054021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-9.html' title='Face a Day #9'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbE2URmzMII/AAAAAAAAA_E/ZnXEzs7tP_s/s72-c/coil+minor179.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3089373653626207906</id><published>2009-03-04T22:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:47:41.892Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #8</title><content type='html'>I had a really busy day today!! Got home around 8 pm, and managed a quick sketch.&lt;br /&gt;that's a drawing from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/wd9hot/2543610887/"&gt;wd9hot&lt;/a&gt; flickr site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbE3cYluiFI/AAAAAAAAA_M/aWCrwpTpGyA/s400/greg+cropped180.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310086396423080018" /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil HB, 8B, Canson Sketchbook, 1 hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;one more thing...my scanner is not working, so it's a photo of my drawing. I will upload the scan as soon as I get a new one:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Coming back home after a long day of hard work in a comfortable car:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3089373653626207906?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3089373653626207906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3089373653626207906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3089373653626207906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3089373653626207906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-8.html' title='Face a Day #8'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SbE3cYluiFI/AAAAAAAAA_M/aWCrwpTpGyA/s72-c/greg+cropped180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1376518764319246901</id><published>2009-03-03T15:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T15:45:21.477Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #7</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Wharton_(author)"&gt;William Wharton&lt;/a&gt; is one of my favourite writers. He's books &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; "Late Lovers" and "Al" are just amazing way of showing life not the way....it "should be":)&lt;br /&gt;He died last year, I didn't know until yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I thought he will always be there...writing and painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sa1OntCDVuI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5VzridPTqSw/s1600-h/030320091493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308985979749750498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sa1OntCDVuI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5VzridPTqSw/s400/030320091493.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pencil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HB&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; 6B, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Canson&lt;/span&gt; Sketchbook with extended bottom and right side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1 Hour - hat's fault!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/strong&gt; "feeling rain drops on my face."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1376518764319246901?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1376518764319246901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1376518764319246901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1376518764319246901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1376518764319246901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-7.html' title='Face a Day #7'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Sa1OntCDVuI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5VzridPTqSw/s72-c/030320091493.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-523437133814454036</id><published>2009-03-02T20:17:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:24:22.180Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #6</title><content type='html'>Today I've got someone special  - Anais Nin. I came across her books recently, have already read "Under the Glass Bell". I recommend her books for a great shift of perspective.  More you can find in here:) &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ana%C3%AFs_Nin"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ana%C3%AFs_Nin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw-_rG1h8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/S5F8Klg2B8E/s1600-h/020320091480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308687324387051458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw-_rG1h8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/S5F8Klg2B8E/s400/020320091480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; Pencil HB, 8B and charcoal, Canson Sketchbook - 50 min.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Decisions, decisions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-523437133814454036?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/523437133814454036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=523437133814454036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/523437133814454036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/523437133814454036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-6.html' title='Face a Day #6'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw-_rG1h8I/AAAAAAAAA-M/S5F8Klg2B8E/s72-c/020320091480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7535988756739967799</id><published>2009-03-01T20:16:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:09:53.013Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Wislawa Szymborska, Polish poet, essayist and translator. She was awarded the 1996 Nobel Prize in Literature. More info &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wislawa_Szymborska"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wislawa_Szymborska&lt;/a&gt;. Very interesting and modest person.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I've started this project. I found that I can trick my mind and inner critic. It's only the case of finding the way. It's so difficult to be gentel with oneself, but from time to time I manage to ask myself "how do you feel?" as if I asked my friend. And it helps:) Puts me into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308685087322989506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw89dZM48I/AAAAAAAAA90/zcbZcA3eqic/s400/chris170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SartKJrA-II/AAAAAAAAA9s/6Z0w3P2MZIU/s1600-h/Wislawa+Szymborska.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Pencil HB, 6B &amp;amp; 8B, 1 hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "smell of wooden pencil."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7535988756739967799?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7535988756739967799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7535988756739967799&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7535988756739967799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7535988756739967799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/03/face-day-5.html' title='Face a Day #5'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw89dZM48I/AAAAAAAAA90/zcbZcA3eqic/s72-c/chris170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2170925488319278366</id><published>2009-02-28T20:56:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:58:23.077Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Amy Johnson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1903&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; – &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="January 5" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January_5"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;January &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1941&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;) was a pioneering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aviatrix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. Flying solo or with her husband, Jim Mollison, Johnson set numerous long-distance records during the 1930s. Johnson flew in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Second World War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; as a part of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Air Transport Auxiliary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; where she died during a ferry flight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307970902934717122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SamzadOIgsI/AAAAAAAAA9k/aYOU5Kmpl7E/s400/Amy+Johnson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pencil HB, 4B &amp;amp; 8B, 1 hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I haven't got a scanner at the moment, but on Monday I'll try to scan this drawing and the previous one as the quality of originals is better than what you can see here:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "an offer (will say more about it in time:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2170925488319278366?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2170925488319278366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2170925488319278366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2170925488319278366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2170925488319278366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-day-4.html' title='Face a Day #4'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SamzadOIgsI/AAAAAAAAA9k/aYOU5Kmpl7E/s72-c/Amy+Johnson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-4076279856190159121</id><published>2009-02-27T16:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:12:50.783Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Franciszek Starowieyski was a famous Polish painter. He died on 23rd Feb 2009. Please google his works, some of them are amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308685796198436546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw9muKRzsI/AAAAAAAAA98/2kvuyExHQ_o/s400/chris168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SagVk1B1mVI/AAAAAAAAA88/5tTXLDupqlg/s1600-h/Franciszek+Starowieyski.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;HB pencil A4 Sketchbook, 50min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Finally Friday:)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-4076279856190159121?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/4076279856190159121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=4076279856190159121&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4076279856190159121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/4076279856190159121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-day-3.html' title='Face a Day #3'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw9muKRzsI/AAAAAAAAA98/2kvuyExHQ_o/s72-c/chris168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7043621520059129083</id><published>2009-02-26T21:43:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T22:15:37.503Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #2</title><content type='html'>This is one of my old school friends, he doesn't know it, but he helps me so much with his encouraging emails once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope he doesn't mind me sketching him...sketch done in less than an hour.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SacNhV_JstI/AAAAAAAAA80/_Tkogym-FOs/s1600-h/1139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307225552368284370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SacNhV_JstI/AAAAAAAAA80/_Tkogym-FOs/s400/1139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Life drawing session this evening."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7043621520059129083?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7043621520059129083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7043621520059129083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7043621520059129083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7043621520059129083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-day-2.html' title='Face a Day #2'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SacNhV_JstI/AAAAAAAAA80/_Tkogym-FOs/s72-c/1139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6863929975916350261</id><published>2009-02-25T21:26:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:16:21.171Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face a Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;the whole point in starting "Face a Day" project is to build up a body of work. You know, when you promise to yourself one day I'm going to do this, one day I'm going to start, one day I want to be good at drawing / painting / etc. It's all fine, wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, instead of saying one day, I say, I want to be able to look back at my work and actually see it, contemplate on my mistakes, bad lines, poor shading, being able to browse in my used sketchbook. You know how sad unused sketchbook looks like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm aiming at 14 days (as a starting point, 14 days sounds better then two weeks:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;please feel free to join me:) it's always good to have company:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw. none of the drawings is going to take more than 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308686457356003650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw-NNKhqUI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ZTK1rDTrfVM/s400/chris171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Canson Sketchbook A4, pencil HB &amp;amp; 4B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "nice cup of earl grey tea with lemon and sugar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6863929975916350261?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6863929975916350261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6863929975916350261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6863929975916350261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6863929975916350261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-day-1.html' title='Face a Day #1'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/Saw-NNKhqUI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ZTK1rDTrfVM/s72-c/chris171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-503266600380363612</id><published>2009-02-24T13:23:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:30:56.801Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Face a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;From tomorrow onwards I will be aiming at sketching a face a day. That's for my new project "Face a Day" which developed from my recent work on portraits of my family. Although I've got a good memory if it comes to faces of the people I meet (opposit to remembering their names...I'm really bad at this one) I enjoy drawing portraits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SaP0-y8wI_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/HJgLVTd_nGk/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306354145638228978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SaP0-y8wI_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/HJgLVTd_nGk/s400/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Moleskine sketchbook HB pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "back on my bike again:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-503266600380363612?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/503266600380363612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=503266600380363612&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/503266600380363612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/503266600380363612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/face-day.html' title='Face a Day'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SaP0-y8wI_I/AAAAAAAAA8k/HJgLVTd_nGk/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2886495318360074276</id><published>2009-02-19T21:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:14:17.711Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acrylics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination exercise'/><title type='text'>Collage</title><content type='html'>Still work in progress, one of my collages. Words included as per Creative Every Day theme for February. Finally...!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZ3Wve9an8I/AAAAAAAAA8U/zBl4td8f4dY/s1600-h/170220091379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304632047365169090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZ3Wve9an8I/AAAAAAAAA8U/zBl4td8f4dY/s320/170220091379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZ3WaSBbfGI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0jXTKkA4RIc/s1600-h/170220091384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304631683115088994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZ3WaSBbfGI/AAAAAAAAA8E/0jXTKkA4RIc/s320/170220091384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;acrylic, charcoal, ink, printouts (WIP)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "I found this book - Andrew Wyeth on his art. Good to know that famous artists share similar fears."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2886495318360074276?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2886495318360074276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2886495318360074276&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2886495318360074276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2886495318360074276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/collage.html' title='Collage'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZ3Wve9an8I/AAAAAAAAA8U/zBl4td8f4dY/s72-c/170220091379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6126395575239265823</id><published>2009-02-16T22:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:14:59.579Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZnjzF7j7XI/AAAAAAAAA74/XQ1n-C468pw/s1600-h/1126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303520503110298994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZnjzF7j7XI/AAAAAAAAA74/XQ1n-C468pw/s320/1126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZnjyzykd-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/mcrCDts0EnM/s1600-h/1123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303520498240747490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZnjyzykd-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/mcrCDts0EnM/s320/1123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two quick sketches, one (top) two weeks ago I saw this tree in the morning on my way to Uni. Beautiful sky and fresh air reminded me of Spring. Couldn't resist a quick sketch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom one is from Poland. On my way back to the airport. That's one of the unfortune ones. I wanted to achieve a fog effect...yeah...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "quiet home after a long day."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6126395575239265823?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6126395575239265823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6126395575239265823&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6126395575239265823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6126395575239265823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/nature.html' title='Nature'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZnjzF7j7XI/AAAAAAAAA74/XQ1n-C468pw/s72-c/1126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1158599267864486114</id><published>2009-02-15T21:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:32:27.293Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fine Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Few Last Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I found this poem, and thought it's worth to have it around me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just think about it, if you had one person repeating it to you every now and then...anything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I BELIEVE IN YOU"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you that I believe in you;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in your mindand all the dreams, intelligence,&lt;br /&gt;and determination within you.&lt;br /&gt;You can accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;You have so much open to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so please don't give up on what you wantfrom life or from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't put away the dreams inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to make them real.&lt;br /&gt;You have the power to make yourself exactly what you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself the way I do, and nothing will be beyond your reach.&lt;br /&gt;~~ Author Unknown ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each portrait below is 80 x 60 cm. I've worked on them for the last three days and still have to work to achieve likeliness. I found it helpful when I'm working on portrait to take picture of my sketch and look at it on the screen. Then I'm able to see more what needs correction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So...WIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303151674018092594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZiUWafd1jI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PHmDiggQL1k/s320/grandma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grandma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303151681804085570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZiUW3fyqUI/AAAAAAAAA7o/I-R592wpdgU/s320/120220091348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My father (when he was 20)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303151679637969490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZiUWvbWWlI/AAAAAAAAA7g/RuWBbe-gow8/s320/120220091346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; " whole day in bed - just sleeping"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1158599267864486114?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1158599267864486114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1158599267864486114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1158599267864486114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1158599267864486114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-last-days.html' title='Few Last Days'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZiUWafd1jI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/PHmDiggQL1k/s72-c/grandma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6481591705097075701</id><published>2009-02-11T21:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:13:40.040Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='braveheart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='give away'/><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZNJDE_jmCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nsWR71V31k4/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661503573956642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZNJDE_jmCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nsWR71V31k4/s400/scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZNJDDCmh3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/nfWwZKuFjB4/s1600-h/Image-Kuba1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301661503049860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZNJDDCmh3I/AAAAAAAAA7I/nfWwZKuFjB4/s400/Image-Kuba1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can finally post these two drawings I've done recently. That was my present for my cousin and her son. They came to visit me in August last year and as I was going to visit them last week I thought of a small present for them both:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really enjoyed my visit. There is nothing like family gathering, chatting, talking and a good laugh despite all the problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "my Family, my Dad. Despite all He's still there for me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I always promise myself to take His picture so I can draw Him...always forget that, and then I'm back to London...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6481591705097075701?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6481591705097075701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6481591705097075701&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6481591705097075701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6481591705097075701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SZNJDE_jmCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/nsWR71V31k4/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6891445036454162780</id><published>2009-02-02T21:38:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:37:20.269Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watercolour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>Snow so beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;Obudzilam sie dzisiaj w bialym swiecie. Snieg powoli pruszyl z nieba sprawiajac, ze wszystko wygladalo jak w zwolnionym tempie. Komunikacja sparalizowana drogami zasypanymi, nie poradzila sobie. Caly dzien nie kursowal zaden autobus w surrey. Wiec zostalam w domu, przy stole, z kubkiem cieplej herbaty pracowalam caly dzien. Dobrze mi zrobil taki odpoczynek od rzeczywistosci za oknem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298320230439465266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYdqLYmcMTI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Rwb1uU-iZI4/s320/020220091204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up today to a white world. Snow slowly falling from the sky and everything looked like in a slow motion. Buses didn't run due to roads covered with snow. All day. So I stayed home, sitting at the table, with a cup of hot tea, I worked all day. It was good, day of rest from reality behind the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298518171600618002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYgeNE41AhI/AAAAAAAAA6w/NuqwkA3XU4U/s320/3248071499_a2036b7454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;jakosc tego zdjecia nie jest zbyt dobra...ograniczony dostep do skanera...podobaly mi sie dachy z dodatkiem niesamowitego nieba:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the quality of the picture I've taken with my phone is not too good - limited acess to scaner... I like the roofs and color of the buildings in comparison with the clouds and sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Mr Snowman:) What a day it was:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298320226361692738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYdqLJaOUkI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/6rzoauO4_Mw/s320/020220091214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298320223027413618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYdqK8_RQnI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/0CnilS6ojU8/s320/020220091213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298320215687700946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYdqKhpWIdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/w2inxAmqgbQ/s320/020220091211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Joy Journal:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; snow fall. The biggest in 18 years in London."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6891445036454162780?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6891445036454162780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6891445036454162780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6891445036454162780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6891445036454162780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-so-beautiful.html' title='Snow so beautiful...'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SYdqLYmcMTI/AAAAAAAAA6g/Rwb1uU-iZI4/s72-c/020220091204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8613989866614895106</id><published>2009-01-28T22:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:36:41.541Z</updated><title type='text'>looking through</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3235274174/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/3235274174_5c326e34f8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3235274174/"&gt;looking through&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;no time for anything, so just a quick one. Seems like everything I've created recently has got this sentimental theme...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "I'm having a trouble with thinking of one today...I finished book today, the one that makes you aware of too many facts of life...sometimes it's better not to know...you know..."&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8613989866614895106?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8613989866614895106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8613989866614895106&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8613989866614895106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8613989866614895106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/looking-through.html' title='looking through'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/3235274174_5c326e34f8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3128472926733148269</id><published>2009-01-27T21:53:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:45:48.317Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchbook'/><title type='text'>dozing off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3231504355/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3482/3231504355_6a3753b85e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3231504355/"&gt;dozing off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of the sketches that doesn't make me feel quilty of falling asleep on the bus:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "preparing a nice, home made dinner in the middle of the week"&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3128472926733148269?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3128472926733148269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3128472926733148269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3128472926733148269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3128472926733148269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/dozing-off.html' title='dozing off'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3482/3231504355_6a3753b85e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-308490887794243962</id><published>2009-01-25T18:52:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:30:26.437Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='award'/><title type='text'>Proximidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I received this beautiful reward from &lt;a href="http://kazumiwannabe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kazumiwannabe&lt;/a&gt;. It's nice to be rewarded but more important is the meaning of this reward. That's why it's even more precious to me. All bloggers enjoy when others visit their blogs and enjoy images, words and generally the content.  Very often I visit blogs of my co-travellers in search of inspiration, support, to check how they are doing and reflect on their work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so here it is, award and description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXy1CPET2eI/AAAAAAAAA54/WW6V42RVBLc/s1600-h/ProximityAward.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295306311889836514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXy1CPET2eI/AAAAAAAAA54/WW6V42RVBLc/s320/ProximityAward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Proximidade is described as follows:&lt;br /&gt;This blog invests and believes in PROXIMITY - nearness in space, time and relationships. These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes for self-aggrandizement!&lt;br /&gt;Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers!'&lt;br /&gt;The rules are: This blog award should be sent to your favorite eight bloggers and they, in turn should forward to eight of their favorites. You should include the text for Proximidade (above) in your announcement blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am passing it to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://gypsygoldstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gypsy Gold Studio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://passionsofanoddchick.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Passions of an Odd Chick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://teatimetraveller.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teatime Traveller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://zombiehaven.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Zombie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://tommykane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tommy Kane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sketchoftheday.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stephen Gardener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lowcountrysketchbook.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dave Linder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://investilatoryjournalism.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thank you all for being, for posting:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-308490887794243962?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/308490887794243962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=308490887794243962&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/308490887794243962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/308490887794243962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/proximidade.html' title='Proximidade'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXy1CPET2eI/AAAAAAAAA54/WW6V42RVBLc/s72-c/ProximityAward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5043016761715781657</id><published>2009-01-25T18:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:46:35.395Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acrylics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>CED last days of Play Theme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3219041270/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3219041270_d9e4cb0fcd_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3219041270/"&gt;sketchbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;just wanted to post a page from my sketchbook which (I think) is the most playful so far. Seems like a crowd of pirates looking at sea:)&lt;br /&gt;What can you see in there???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "using photoshop and achieving more or less what I wanted:)"&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5043016761715781657?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5043016761715781657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5043016761715781657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5043016761715781657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5043016761715781657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/ced-last-days-of-play-theme.html' title='CED last days of Play Theme'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3362/3219041270_d9e4cb0fcd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7046596232477218098</id><published>2009-01-24T12:29:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:47:14.981Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CED'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acrylics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fine Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>"Unfold Identity"</title><content type='html'>Slowly but surely I am getting into a set of considering myself as someone who can express feelings and thoughts visually through creating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last project was about Identity. I've already showed the concept in one of my previous posts and today I can reveal my final piece. Amazing thing with creating is that this is a constantly changing process. It changes minute by minute, hour by hour as you go deeper into its core. Sometimes idea that I start from can be seen in the final piece, and sometimes the final piece will be nothing like the start idea which was only the beginning of the journey into unknown...in search of truth that is hidden and kept way below your conciousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My starting idea was painting, but at the same time I felt that painting was not enough...I needed something that I can touch, show or hide...just like we all do with our identities. Most of the time we show only pieces of ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294850997553614754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsW7c_OT6I/AAAAAAAAA5I/P7UKFhyCFwE/s320/PICT3716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294850986717066050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsW60nls0I/AAAAAAAAA44/xpayzrtqhPQ/s320/PICT3706.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294852168015771922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsX_lTJeRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/HwDWAHlLYCo/s320/PICT3715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294860331949289362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsfayUk75I/AAAAAAAAA5w/xrcGDVKrUOs/s200/220120091175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294860327115152370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsfagUB2_I/AAAAAAAAA5o/P4pNjlBNqv8/s200/220120091174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294860317247723458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsfZ7jc18I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/hPy_YKRFz7A/s200/220120091168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;acrylics 70cm x70cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(small images were taken by my phone camera hence difference in colours...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the questions I was asked when I had my crit was "if my paintings were in the gallery would I like the viewers to touch them?" Of course I would. Every time I'm in the gallery or exhibition one of the basic things is, that I want to touch the painting or sculpture...There is something in touching...it's like getting in touch with artist who created the piece. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, I realise that it would wore off paintings in a very short time...but at times when we can record our creations with cameras they can survive centuries as images. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I am trying to say is that I would love viewers to interact with paintings, sculptures etc, because a special bound is created by touching, and as more of a painting is revealed, you have to think more and it gives you different experiences every time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "good film on TV in the evening"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7046596232477218098?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7046596232477218098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7046596232477218098&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7046596232477218098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7046596232477218098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/slowly-but-surely-i-am-getting-into-set.html' title='&quot;Unfold Identity&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXsW7c_OT6I/AAAAAAAAA5I/P7UKFhyCFwE/s72-c/PICT3716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7137569074799693586</id><published>2009-01-22T22:00:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:12:50.231Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><title type='text'>EDM #56 Draw a self portrait</title><content type='html'>Some of my sketches and research.  For some reason I don't feel comfortable drawing myself... I almost feel guilty while sketching a self portrait. Maybe I've got few unsolved issues...anyways, I've managed to accomplish EDM #56 "Draw a self portrait"...even a few:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjtDsvB9UI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rmwT44TN52A/s1600-h/sketchbook048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294242009777829186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjtDsvB9UI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rmwT44TN52A/s320/sketchbook048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjtC6xNAUI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1Q3LR8b4GRQ/s1600-h/sketchbook051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294241996365168962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjtC6xNAUI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/1Q3LR8b4GRQ/s320/sketchbook051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294242967916641826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjt7eFH_iI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Bua3ppnIi1g/s320/sketchbook045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "painting&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7137569074799693586?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7137569074799693586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7137569074799693586&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7137569074799693586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7137569074799693586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/edm-56-draw-self-portrait.html' title='EDM #56 Draw a self portrait'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXjtDsvB9UI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rmwT44TN52A/s72-c/sketchbook048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2743529598803614620</id><published>2009-01-20T21:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:56:21.164Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fine Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>After Identity</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact I'm not posting as often as I would like to...I'm still working on my imagination and creativity. I've got one of these weeks when I think that what I'm doing is pointless and I don't really know where (if anywhere) it's going to lead me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFzPAPyoI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5s7TssERYbE/s1600-h/200120091158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495158523808386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFzPAPyoI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5s7TssERYbE/s320/200120091158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFyuRCk0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GbQI9XJTQFs/s1600-h/200120091157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495149735875394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFyuRCk0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/GbQI9XJTQFs/s320/200120091157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFyVMJo1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tIBtazzH2xo/s1600-h/200120091156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293495143004480338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFyVMJo1I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tIBtazzH2xo/s320/200120091156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is the beginning (WIP) for my first painting on canvas - Identity. This subject keeps on coming back to me since I've moved from Poland to London 4 years ago. When I think about Poland I miss it, but when I'm there...I cannot really find my own place there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Displacement, finding my own way, finding my way of living, that's my aim. I got so many ideas but I'm afraid of overdoing my painting. I want to keep it simple...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Cup of coffee at Uni on a cold, slow, rainy day." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2743529598803614620?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2743529598803614620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2743529598803614620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2743529598803614620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2743529598803614620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-identity.html' title='After Identity'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SXZFzPAPyoI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5s7TssERYbE/s72-c/200120091158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-352918272152468703</id><published>2009-01-13T19:42:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:38:17.379Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='project'/><title type='text'>EDM #186</title><content type='html'>So, this is it:) My workplace, my own studio space!!! and I absolutely love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzwAQOOQhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Q8NeEjM2Y3I/s1600-h/120120091110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290867549398778386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzwAQOOQhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Q8NeEjM2Y3I/s320/120120091110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; below one of my works for Christmas project. My Christmas since i remember were most of all about travelling and family. We traveled half of Poland to visit my family. We walked through fields and forests covered with tones of snow. So this box is about traveling in winter, when I go from one place to the other with all expectations and warm feelings, at the same time leaving behind all these thoughts as they come and go carried away with snowflakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the big snowflakes I glued some images of warm homes, people, and things you might think about on your way to spend Christmas with your family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290867537055956402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzv_iPdvbI/AAAAAAAAA24/Gp3CvMZPIaQ/s320/120120091112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EDM No 186 "Draw something you've always wanted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzwAEpB93I/AAAAAAAAA3A/HSKJPwG1nzM/s1600-h/120120091101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290867546289993586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzwAEpB93I/AAAAAAAAA3A/HSKJPwG1nzM/s320/120120091101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I attached a transparent thread with snow flakes (cotton balls) to the top of the box creating a front screen of snow. You can touch them and if there is a bit of wind it even looks like the snowflakes are slowly falling down:))&lt;br /&gt;I made the box out of wood and the drawing is done with charcoal. I also sprinkled the snow with white glitter and (it might seem cheesy - new word I've learnt at Uni) but I like it:)&lt;br /&gt;I also included it as EDM challenge 186 "Draw something you've always wanted". I've always wanted to sit in a slades and being carried by horses through fields and forests covered with snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "new challenge to draw, there is always something new to draw!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-352918272152468703?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/352918272152468703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=352918272152468703&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/352918272152468703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/352918272152468703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/edm-186.html' title='EDM #186'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWzwAQOOQhI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Q8NeEjM2Y3I/s72-c/120120091110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8756777907914678089</id><published>2009-01-11T21:07:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:13:54.157Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>The Best Time</title><content type='html'>You are not going to believe what happened! As soon as I used the prayer for snow (only in my minds eye - imagining doing it in the forest) next mornin it was there!!! I woke up and as usual put my kattle on for coffee. When I looked out of the window first I thought it's only a frost on the grass and in the second I was running up the stairs to get my camera on so I could take a few pictures:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290155907282895410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpoxOwIAjI/AAAAAAAAA14/GiZgTSKm1l4/s320/PICT3680.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only there was a lot of snow but it was still snowing when I was walking for my bus at 7.10 am:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great present to start my week off:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290152255349624978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWplcqPYkJI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/_b2JJtOreHw/s320/PICT3686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next days'd come and gone bringing only frost and low temperatures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But for me to see the snow...it was everything I wished for:) I could re-charge my inner artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving houses, new transport to my uni, working on my projects, whole new situation, packing and unpacking stuff like there was no end to it, left me almost exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time I am grateful for everything what happened to me, good or bad things...I can feel them in my heart so strong, as I can stop for a minute and wonder that where I am now is exactly where I wanted to be. dreams, work, efforts...it takes time but it all pays off. I am at art school - that was the dream of my life since I can remember. I've got my own space in studio at Kingston Uni at Fine Art . I can stay there, work as long as it takes, as hard as it takes. The smell of this place makes me feel like home, I learn so much from other students and tutors every single day. As hard as it is, but it's the best time of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290153478747533522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpmj3wLMNI/AAAAAAAAA1g/hdGgkeLmaVY/s320/PICT3691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290153481510247746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpmkCC23UI/AAAAAAAAA1o/3xUI4Q2vbOc/s320/PICT3692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290153481094351394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpmkAfsyiI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0iRGYf9J2II/s320/PICT3693.JPG" border="0" /&gt; that's the book like shape of my idea from the previous post "knock, knock...", still not finished as I have to work on one different idea...more about it soon:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;few more pages from my A2 sketchbook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprNqK-49I/AAAAAAAAA2g/NpvhPNIqa5o/s1600-h/090120091090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290158594702894034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprNqK-49I/AAAAAAAAA2g/NpvhPNIqa5o/s320/090120091090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprMsZK2-I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6Sj6TzySqa8/s1600-h/080120091082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290158578119400418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprMsZK2-I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/6Sj6TzySqa8/s320/080120091082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprMBdHdpI/AAAAAAAAA2I/lwfX1LUg1LM/s1600-h/080120091081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290158566593230482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprMBdHdpI/AAAAAAAAA2I/lwfX1LUg1LM/s320/080120091081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprLmm9gYI/AAAAAAAAA2A/HlskcSZjX9Q/s1600-h/080120091079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290158559386763650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprLmm9gYI/AAAAAAAAA2A/HlskcSZjX9Q/s320/080120091079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpsLb_gBsI/AAAAAAAAA2o/mlkDIuuutow/s1600-h/110120091095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290159656048527042" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpsLb_gBsI/AAAAAAAAA2o/mlkDIuuutow/s320/110120091095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpsLnI45yI/AAAAAAAAA2w/bJs9xJYHtcI/s1600-h/110120091096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290159659040696098" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpsLnI45yI/AAAAAAAAA2w/bJs9xJYHtcI/s320/110120091096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprNK3Jr6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DC6YXDu_rno/s1600-h/080120091084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290158586298216354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWprNK3Jr6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/DC6YXDu_rno/s320/080120091084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am keeping in mind the "Play" theme from &lt;a href="http://creativeeveryday.com/"&gt;CED &lt;/a&gt;and I'll tell you one thing - it really helps me to get more relaxed with my media experimentation:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "lazy Sunday"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8756777907914678089?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8756777907914678089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8756777907914678089&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8756777907914678089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8756777907914678089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/best-time.html' title='The Best Time'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWpoxOwIAjI/AAAAAAAAA14/GiZgTSKm1l4/s72-c/PICT3680.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-6312975022264162194</id><published>2009-01-03T23:49:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:33:35.179Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative block'/><title type='text'>knock, knock...</title><content type='html'>I am still looking for the name of the artist I've copied this painting from...if you come across his/her name please let me know and I will update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287235796346804674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAI8Zz7GcI/AAAAAAAAA04/yoPwjr2CXEw/s320/3164291393_e3d01f59ac_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287235800888706514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAI8quzBdI/AAAAAAAAA1A/ynI74SZdPEk/s320/3164294811_cc730df83a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(that's A2 size - my scanner is not big enough...hence two pictures:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I don't like copying sometimes I find it constractive. It puts me down that I cannot come up with anything myself and I have to copy...but there is, of course, this January theme I can use - "Play" from &lt;a href="http://www.creativeeveryday.com/"&gt;CED&lt;/a&gt; - so I play with colours, and funny enough I've managed to come up with my own idea:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Project for Uni. We have to describe, say, present somehow what Christmas is for us. For me...Chrsitmas is all about people, close ones, stangers, neighbours etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is very old, almost forgotten Polish (and Litvinian) tradition during Christmas Eve (we celebrate Christmas on 24th Dec and have Christmas Eve Supper and then we open presents) any ways...the tradition is to put an extra plate on the table during Chrismas Eve Supper. The origins of this come from pagans times, when on that particular evening spirits of our ancestors had a clear passage to visit their relatives' houses. You were supposed to behave calmly, no screaming or laud behaviour allowed. Later on, Polish Catolics adapted this habit. As the Christ's Parents couldn't find the place to stay in - this spare plate is for anyone who knocks at your door at that afternoon, hungry or lonely, poor or rich, doesn't matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Browsing through the chats on the internet I found that it becomes less and less popular - this tradition. People are scared - they say, nowadays you can't really trust people, can you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Project is about opening doors to strangers...then you just turn the pages "in front of your door" to find out that the last one is a mirror (for sketchbook purposes I've used kitchen foil), so you can see yourself in front of your own door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knock, knock...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287226873045233442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAA0_7CryI/AAAAAAAAAzw/hpgDygqFSMs/s320/PICT3670.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287231903456575250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAFZzqkPxI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/WxjjiRDmeik/s320/PICT3671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287226879037450258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAA1WPsqBI/AAAAAAAAA0A/zqEGCZAb3G0/s320/PICT3672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287226889746982850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAA1-JDJ8I/AAAAAAAAA0I/BkvrOYltr0A/s320/PICT3673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287226891039087986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAA2C9HHXI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/qNkMZPwcAYI/s320/PICT3674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287231911713236274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAFaSbG5TI/AAAAAAAAA0g/I0_NnarCURI/s320/PICT3675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287231919363953874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAFau7LlNI/AAAAAAAAA0o/FR5OU6gha4A/s320/PICT3676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287231921035293186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAFa1JqMgI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DrR6VDW78nE/s320/PICT3677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had it in my head for some time now, I mean faces, people all this but only today I've managed to put it together. It's going to have a book like shape. Pictures are from my sketchbook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:"Renting my flat away!!! Finally I found tenants:)"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-6312975022264162194?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/6312975022264162194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=6312975022264162194&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6312975022264162194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/6312975022264162194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/knock-knock.html' title='knock, knock...'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SWAI8Zz7GcI/AAAAAAAAA04/yoPwjr2CXEw/s72-c/3164291393_e3d01f59ac_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2404382572204696516</id><published>2009-01-01T22:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:08:32.796Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3157867106/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/3157867106_6f7b092281_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3157867106/"&gt;winter scene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm going to try and participate in a new challenge - Creative Every Day 2009. My first post on the first day of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Best To You All&lt;br /&gt;may this New Year bring you happiness, creativity and may all your wish come true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Landscape is my interpretation of Kirk's Larsen "Cache Valley Winter" - watercolour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Warmth of a New Home - New Year and New Home"&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2404382572204696516?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2404382572204696516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2404382572204696516&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2404382572204696516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2404382572204696516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3224/3157867106_6f7b092281_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-920191324394651930</id><published>2008-12-29T21:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:27:39.092Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>what if God was one of us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3147837887/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/3147837887_801a6456e0_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3147837887/"&gt;what if God was one of us&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I know it's not a masterpiece...but while preparing my project for start of Uni on 5th of Jan...drawing random faces made me think. What if God was one of the faces you've drawn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of amazing portraits you can find on website &lt;a href="http://by/"&gt;by&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.craigbiertempfel.com/index.php"&gt;Craig E Biertempfel.&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Shopping at Ikea"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-920191324394651930?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/920191324394651930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=920191324394651930&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/920191324394651930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/920191324394651930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-if-god-was-one-of-us.html' title='what if God was one of us'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/3147837887_801a6456e0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2639681563287626730</id><published>2008-12-27T17:51:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:05:08.376Z</updated><title type='text'>Prayer For a Snow</title><content type='html'>When I was a kid the most important thing in winter for me was snow. Ice skating and snowball fights, slides all this things that not once or twice almost killed me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides without snow how Santa would deliver Christmas Presents? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was no snow in Sutton this year...but I've came out with this idea...Prayer for a Snow. You have to go to the deep forest during night and pray for a snow. I'm sure this will work next year as I will definitely perform this "ritual". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, just a small illustration:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284532016459181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVZt3s06bbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/v3qZaC4GdPo/s320/prayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "Nad coming back home from a long jouney".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2639681563287626730?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2639681563287626730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2639681563287626730&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2639681563287626730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2639681563287626730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/12/prayer-for-snow.html' title='Prayer For a Snow'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVZt3s06bbI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/v3qZaC4GdPo/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-1990598011725879584</id><published>2008-12-26T14:02:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:32:42.306Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3D'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sculpture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOGC5jrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PBcFL5Xejgs/s1600-h/PICT3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOGC5jrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PBcFL5Xejgs/s1600-h/PICT3624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102492139392690" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOGC5jrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PBcFL5Xejgs/s200/PICT3624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOAz0TdI/AAAAAAAAAzA/YspwK4xPIWM/s1600-h/PICT3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102490733956562" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOAz0TdI/AAAAAAAAAzA/YspwK4xPIWM/s200/PICT3623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnNfjVd6I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1dREwlc8dvc/s1600-h/PICT3617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102481806456738" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnNfjVd6I/AAAAAAAAAyo/1dREwlc8dvc/s200/PICT3617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnN3o5G9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/WrfFwKBh8HU/s1600-h/PICT3618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102488272214994" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnN3o5G9I/AAAAAAAAAyw/WrfFwKBh8HU/s200/PICT3618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnN1LWptI/AAAAAAAAAy4/01Ls_rywHb8/s1600-h/PICT3619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102487611451090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnN1LWptI/AAAAAAAAAy4/01Ls_rywHb8/s200/PICT3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before Christmas Break I was working on two projects at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;The one you can see above is my final piece of work for 3D. We had to choose period of time in history and relate ourselves to it (make a sculpture of ourselves and make clothes + accessories). I've chosen Witch Hunts and made a witch - ordinary woman accused of being a witch.&lt;br /&gt;I also came accorss National Geographic website where you can &lt;a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/salem/"&gt;experience Witch Trial&lt;/a&gt; from Salem. Really makes you realize how it worked most of the times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's been a while since my last post. Most bloggers set a goal to post every day for a month...I guess my goal would be not to post for a month:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Christmas now - my Favourite Time of the Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I would like to wish to All of You...in the time of running around, looking for perfect presents to make your loved ones happy, do not forget what Christmas Is All About. I hope You All find the Chrismas Spirit and feel the warmth of these special times in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Phone call from my Dad on Christmas Eve".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-1990598011725879584?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/1990598011725879584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=1990598011725879584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1990598011725879584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/1990598011725879584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SVTnOGC5jrI/AAAAAAAAAzI/PBcFL5Xejgs/s72-c/PICT3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-2934368121413133303</id><published>2008-11-25T18:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:03:22.296Z</updated><title type='text'>Buses and Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3056283235/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/3056283235_85ff3709d6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/3056283235/"&gt;bus trip2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SSxLVPUq-FI/AAAAAAAAAqM/meMca7afh4U/s1600-h/bus+trip+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272672092006578258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SSxLVPUq-FI/AAAAAAAAAqM/meMca7afh4U/s320/bus+trip+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it takes me quite a lot of time to get to uni in the morning I spend most of it either reading, writing...or sketching people around. There you go. This man really drawn my attention, there was something about him...&lt;br /&gt;I went to London today to see exhibition "Design Your Future" organised by UCAS. Basically most (if not all) of art universities and colleges had their stands there trying to advertise themselves and drag as many students as possible.&lt;br /&gt;To be honest with you, it was kind of confusing to me. I mean, I enjoy my time at Kingston. I enjoy hard work that is required by tutors and I enjoy the way they teach so for me...I see no other Uni than Kingston. But - it's just me...whereas some of my colegues they want to study far away from London - as they've spent all their lives here. Choice is ours and we decide:) unless our application will be rejected by uni that we'll apply to... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "hot tea made by my friend after a long day out."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-2934368121413133303?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/2934368121413133303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=2934368121413133303&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2934368121413133303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/2934368121413133303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/buses-and-choices.html' title='Buses and Choices'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3277/3056283235_85ff3709d6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3260429963800392607</id><published>2008-11-22T19:00:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:07:56.000Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving image'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animation'/><title type='text'>Animation "The Book of Bubbles"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Long awaited to be finished (by me)...animation for Moving Image. I've tried a few techniques in animation, I've tried paint on pvc, I've tried some paper cutting on pvc but drawing won the battle. I guess if I had more time I would have combined techniques and used gobbling. But anyway, the target was 20 sec of animation + music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It took me quite some time, 300 drawings and my final piece. I'm happy with the animation I've done and I'm sure it's not my last one. I will definitely try it again:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to view - turn on your speakers:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7851696a7dbb690b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7851696a7dbb690b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254700%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72117588DA05853E932A24E2120A3337A4544153.654CE889456D61CC630B7DE722D54C0CC957D3D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7851696a7dbb690b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeUAC3ksLpdSuvArSr5q1jceask0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7851696a7dbb690b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254700%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72117588DA05853E932A24E2120A3337A4544153.654CE889456D61CC630B7DE722D54C0CC957D3D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7851696a7dbb690b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeUAC3ksLpdSuvArSr5q1jceask0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EDM#166 "Draw a fish"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "relaxing evening, email from my friend."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3260429963800392607?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7851696a7dbb690b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3260429963800392607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3260429963800392607&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3260429963800392607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3260429963800392607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/animation-bubbles.html' title='Animation &quot;The Book of Bubbles&quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-8864339816370334188</id><published>2008-11-20T18:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:46:39.997Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Graphic Design'/><title type='text'>Final Day</title><content type='html'>So, my Dear, you may All wonder if I disappeared from this world forever...but no, I am still here, working hard as ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graphic Design and Animation interrupted by London Drawing Trip were really hard. But it didn't stop us from working and I must say I was soo impressed by others people work as well. We've done really, really well:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Graphic design we had to prepare "kind of a propaganda", positive idea you want to spread around the world. Final Crit is done now...and on weekend I will try and upload my final work for Animation. Stay Tuned:))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6fc1bcd86bc36fb0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fc1bcd86bc36fb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254700%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D158309B501D29DF3103F151BCFBC60FA7ADDA838.EA3F982E85020D6B235DA6989B9E0F44A91E2BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fc1bcd86bc36fb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbVNjBA2nuzpxvmrY_HLBPDVxJvg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6fc1bcd86bc36fb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331254700%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D158309B501D29DF3103F151BCFBC60FA7ADDA838.EA3F982E85020D6B235DA6989B9E0F44A91E2BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6fc1bcd86bc36fb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbVNjBA2nuzpxvmrY_HLBPDVxJvg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I would love to hear from you, your opinions and comments:)))))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "giving my best shot".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-8864339816370334188?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6fc1bcd86bc36fb0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/8864339816370334188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=8864339816370334188&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8864339816370334188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/8864339816370334188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/final-day.html' title='Final Day'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7766080055630514082</id><published>2008-11-13T19:53:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:36:47.917Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>Few minutes spare</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRoQfBEGI/AAAAAAAAAog/vvWKh29x75k/s1600-h/door+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268245784922493026" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRoQfBEGI/AAAAAAAAAog/vvWKh29x75k/s320/door+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Torn in between two (the most difficult so far) projects and lack of time I'm currently not able to visit any of my blog friends blogs!!! It's so upsetting as I really gain so much inspiration when I see my friends work and it encourages me to make more and more...but first things first. I hope after December I should be more or less settled and able to work as before.&lt;br /&gt;For now...few sketches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRnsowpVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/oWAc6LwY898/s1600-h/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268245775299683666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRnsowpVI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/oWAc6LwY898/s320/door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRn-YHoVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KZTN4aKhyuI/s1600-h/door+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268245780061725010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRn-YHoVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/KZTN4aKhyuI/s320/door+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "reading book again and again"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7766080055630514082?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7766080055630514082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7766080055630514082&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7766080055630514082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7766080055630514082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/few-minutes-spare.html' title='Few minutes spare'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRyRoQfBEGI/AAAAAAAAAog/vvWKh29x75k/s72-c/door+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-162036330798732958</id><published>2008-11-10T18:48:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:36:14.121Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drawing'/><title type='text'>It's not that easy as it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess my stock of drawings I was supposed to sketch this month has been used by London Drawing Trip. Currently I'm focused on Graphic Design &amp;amp; Animation. It's amazing how much time and how many drawings it takes to create the simplest animation - and I'm talking about 2 mins animation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For each second you need 12 drawings...60 secs x 12 drawings x 2 mins = 1440 drawings to make convincing (moving wise) line drawing animation. And the number of shots increases if you are using objects to make animation...then it's usually 24 shots (pictures) per second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to get a good result in both Graphic and Animation as I am using my drawing skills. Graphic Design is all about positive message that I would like to send to people around me using typography. Now, this is something brand new to me but I've always loved calligraphy. I'm working on positive message now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the meantime - sketches from a train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiEpDdPYXI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yQDzs74hjpc/s1600-h/way+back+home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267105605047247218" style="WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiEpDdPYXI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yQDzs74hjpc/s320/way+back+home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiF5jdfyxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EKXcndFVkiw/s1600-h/way+back+home+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267106988027792146" style="WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiF5jdfyxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EKXcndFVkiw/s320/way+back+home+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiF5jdfyxI/AAAAAAAAAoI/EKXcndFVkiw/s1600-h/way+back+home+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: "feeling that I get when I'm in a library, surrounded by so many books writen by writers - I haven't even heard about most of them... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-162036330798732958?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/162036330798732958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=162036330798732958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/162036330798732958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/162036330798732958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-not-that-easy-as-it-seems.html' title='It&apos;s not that easy as it seems'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRiEpDdPYXI/AAAAAAAAAn4/yQDzs74hjpc/s72-c/way+back+home.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-5748055168298900704</id><published>2008-11-07T20:30:00.013Z</published><updated>2008-11-08T14:54:32.266Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London Drawing Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>Drawing Trip</title><content type='html'>If there was something I had to point that I've learnt from London Trip and wanted to share with someone it would be one thing - take your paper, sketchbooks and materials you can carry and set off in search for adventure, treasures by sketching and painting whatever you can ,put down on paper whatever you'll find interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I met so many people, passerbys while drawing, asking me and being interested, watching me and just standing - maybe wishing to be able to do the same -interested in "why" reason, "why" do I draw, why? Why? Because there are so many things around us worth drawing and painting, so many things worth noticing- instead of ignoring them and letting them being just things you pass by every day without noticing. and don't think about final result of your sketch! it's the experience of being outdoors and cold weather that you are there for:) Every Day Matters:) Every Thing Matters.&lt;br /&gt;So my Dears, with all my energy and enthusiasm I invite and encourage you to do the same, just go outdoors. In this cold let your hands become so cold that you can barely move your fingers, feel the cold and experience your hands so stiff that you cannot even draw a line the way you can do at home. Sacrifice your day or a few hours instead of spending it at home in front of tv, take your kids or loved ones you'll see how much they'll enjoy it!... race with time and cold to sketch as much as you can before your hands freeze. After a day like that there is nothing better than coming home, making yourself a nice cup of tea and eat, you will not need much just a simple food to taste and smell, and fill your stomaches up:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen body slowly become warmer, slowly you can start moving your fingers and hands , and feet. Slowly warmth comes back inside your bones while you sitting at your desk with shiny eyes go through your small treasures of the day on the pages of your sketchbook. Red and hot cheeks will last you till tired after whole day of being outside on a fresh air (for a change) your organism filled up with air and relaxed slowly falling asleep under a warm duvet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot...so many important things that I&lt;img class="gl_align_center" alt="Align Centre" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt; used to know. How it is and how you manage without the things you have...all around you, when you have to set up a seat to draw of empty cartons that people left and throw away. I forgot...how it is talking with a total stranger, who is dealing with cold not only delivered by weather...but by people... I forgot when you have to deal with uncomfort, and then out of nowhere someone brings you an empty box so you can seat on it and draw...I forgot...in this race for comfort and wealth...what comfort and wealth truely mean.&lt;br /&gt;I felt and experienced human understanding and human integrity...the fact I was among strangers, people I don't know, who earn they living doing God knows what, and there you are, standing aside, sketching frustrated [fish/ vegetables/ meat/ bread] sellers warming their bodies with hot wine, freezing your butt off - there is at the end integrity and something that we all have in common. Someone is there to sell, sing, play the instrument...and I was there to sketch. I've never felt closer to strengers that I felt there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think all of us can experience it on our own ways...that was my way and my reminder that we are here for something...a to do something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so grateful for this trip, that our tutors spent so much time preparing it and trying to show us not the official side of London but experience the other side...the more human (I call it) side of it. At the end of the day you manage your own time and do what you want with it.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how separated you want to be or you feel that you are from other people, the truth is that we are all in this together...trying to walk the life paths in our own ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few quick sketches from the first day (London Zoo). I realy enjoyed my conversations with kids, as they were so intrigued and said that they wished they had some paper and crayons so they could draw with me:) That a good tip for parents!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlfqd6VZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GHA6PMb4wvY/s1600-h/08112008932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266297302673937810" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlfqd6VZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GHA6PMb4wvY/s200/08112008932.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlgLBym_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/FwkGg5sU55k/s1600-h/08112008938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266297311414361074" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlgLBym_I/AAAAAAAAAnY/FwkGg5sU55k/s200/08112008938.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlf4aJj0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lGrC7Gz-mMo/s1600-h/08112008934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266297306416254786" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlf4aJj0I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lGrC7Gz-mMo/s200/08112008934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joy journal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: "experience"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-5748055168298900704?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/5748055168298900704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=5748055168298900704&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5748055168298900704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/5748055168298900704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-there-was-something-i-had-to-point.html' title='Drawing Trip'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SRWlfqd6VZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/GHA6PMb4wvY/s72-c/08112008932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-211479001838610399</id><published>2008-11-01T19:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:28:38.105Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDM challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination exercise'/><title type='text'>EDM# 173 "Draw something from memory"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2972470518/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2972470518_b52cb10f2a_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2972470518/"&gt;ILLUSTRATION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Spending my time on thinking what to draw I remembered that on Fri I missed my bus. I've decided to sketch it, I mean kind of illustrate it.&lt;br /&gt;And it's also my sketch for EDM# 173 "Draw something from memory".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Nad's family visited him in his new house"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-211479001838610399?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/211479001838610399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=211479001838610399&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/211479001838610399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/211479001838610399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/11/edm-173-something-from-memory.html' title='EDM# 173 &amp;quot;Draw something from memory&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3274/2972470518_b52cb10f2a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7466355152035426020</id><published>2008-10-28T19:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:23:48.639Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acrylics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joy journal'/><title type='text'>Let's just say it's a huge painting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2981391247/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2981391247_b3c161344d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2981391247/"&gt;Final piece for Fine art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This evening I'm not going to think about anything, no projects, no ideas, no competitivness, nothing. Clear my head of all important - unimportant things.&lt;br /&gt;My final piece for Fine Art is Huge!!! Painting done with acrylics on a pcv material. I will update dimentions some other time. I guess it has a deeper meaning, but I don't want to dwell to much over it. Whatever your reaction and response is. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "frosty, crispy morning."&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7466355152035426020?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7466355152035426020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7466355152035426020&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7466355152035426020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7466355152035426020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-just-say-it-huge-painting.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s just say it&amp;#39;s a huge painting.'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3140/2981391247_b3c161344d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-7004033143301202957</id><published>2008-10-27T19:01:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:19:43.315Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagination exercise'/><title type='text'>some peace and light</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2978329109/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2978329109_d97423d32f_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2978329109/"&gt;some peace and light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly I'm getting into winter mood. I've got my Christmas counter on, feel a bit lazy and relaxed. My body is slowing down its function processes and I like it. I am in more peace with myself.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fill up my "Old Sketchbook" with a pages without words, just feelings and intuition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261912826918035090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQYR1leFXpI/AAAAAAAAAmI/wh0WHVrqI14/s200/26102008600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261912824308063170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQYR1bv0W8I/AAAAAAAAAmA/yrMhnJURH2E/s200/26102008599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you can check images on my flickr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't know where this witches came from...but something is telling me I'm on to something:) sounds and feels interesting:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: "meeting an old friend." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-7004033143301202957?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/7004033143301202957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=7004033143301202957&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7004033143301202957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/7004033143301202957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-peace-and-light.html' title='some peace and light'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2978329109_d97423d32f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3554530928266082301</id><published>2008-10-25T16:23:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:05:51.264Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='political caricature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kingston Uni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accomplishment'/><title type='text'>Final Caricature for Visual Studies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2971040021/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2971040021_c331d70fb1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2971040021/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Final Cartoon for Visual Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Success is dependent on effort." Sophocles&lt;br /&gt;I so much enjoy studing foundation of art at Kingston. People in our group are so different from what I've seen in adults. I guess I miss that thing, at some point we loose this freshness, this passion, this enjoyment of what we are doing.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why is that? Why do we let this happen to us...how come we miss to notice that? are we too busy with other things we have to deal with on a daily basis?&lt;br /&gt;With me, I've noticed that I came to this point when I was doing only things that were "worth doing" in my books and dictionary. When I had something out of what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;I missed all the fun in doing things just for the sake of doing them. I went to the library the other day and noticed they've changed the display just outside it. Now it's about Halloween - Witches - Vampires and I can feel how inside my inner artist was pleased with what she saw! Books, spider webs, spiders all around! Creations just for fun, for the certain time. Soon it will change for something else - Christmas I suppose. But it's worth to change something in your life, small things to see the difference, to feel the difference.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know if my words make sense at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tonight we gain one hour of sleep:) day light in the morning and long evenings:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I promise it's the last time I show this cartoon on my blog:) final piece on A3 paper with HB and 6B pencils. I can move on to new project now:) never in my life did I spend so much time on a drawing (6 hrs). And I'll tell one thing - being an artist is not an easy job to do!!:) but I LOVE IT:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Joy Journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "sitting by the fire place slowly falling asleep, warmth and safetiness of your own home."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3554530928266082301?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3554530928266082301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3554530928266082301&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3554530928266082301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3554530928266082301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/10/final-cartoon-for-visual-studies.html' title='Final Caricature for Visual Studies'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3170/2971040021_c331d70fb1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5847642177335906048.post-3439744646778936406</id><published>2008-10-19T20:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:38:33.495+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From the bookshelf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2955759674/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3172/2955759674_186fbcc8fd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ja_o_sobie/2955759674/"&gt;front of the house (view from inside)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ja_o_sobie/"&gt;anecik_sz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Happiness...it lies in the joy of achievement, in the thrill of creative effort" Vincent Van Gogh &lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about my old sketchbook. Currently I have 4-5 sketchbooks on the go. No wonder that my old sketchbook found its place on the bookshelf. Today I took it out, going through pages I found this page - it's a front of our new house seeing from the inside. &lt;br /&gt;Sketch below brings me so much warmth - its a fence opposite a bus stop at Mitcham. One of the last sketches on this road as I finished my work in August. &lt;br /&gt;Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy Journal: one day for rest.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5847642177335906048-3439744646778936406?l=anecik-sz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/feeds/3439744646778936406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5847642177335906048&amp;postID=3439744646778936406&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3439744646778936406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5847642177335906048/posts/default/3439744646778936406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anecik-sz.blogspot.com/2008/10/from-bookshelf_19.html' title='From the bookshelf'/><author><name>Anetka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02298820795812643017</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_x8CcvXSPvwo/SQdrMsrzXTI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EOo4NegkS-A/S220/PICT0573.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3172/2955759674_186fbcc8fd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
