Category — Real discoveries come from chaos

Char Reed is offering the beautiful artwork above as prints and greeting cards, with 100% of the earnings being donated to these two very worthy charities:

The International Bird Rescue Research Center

The Institute for Marine Mammal Studies

It’s a beautiful artwork and a generous offer of help to where it’s most needed right now.
Please visit Char Reed’s Blog to read more about it, and help spread the word.

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Nothing says ‘relaxing evening’ like a movie, a long hot shower, a fresh towel dried by the fire and…
a white tail spider emerging from your towel as you dry yourself, and having a wander about on your naked stomach.

I’d just like to point out that me making horrified donkey noises as I flung it across the room, or doing a weird panic dance as I squished it, are nothing more than vicious rumours.
I responded in a restrained, rugged, ‘Crocodile Dundee’ type of way because I am Australian and frankly mate, that’s what we do.
No, really.

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Whenever I say this people’s eyebrows shoot up over their heads, they lean in close to me, only to lean back and squint and say
“REALLY?”
And yes. Yes really. Here, I’ll say it:

I’m afraid of chalk.

Yes, I know it’s not going to hurt me. No, a chalk didn’t kill my father.
It started out as just a dislike. Then an intense aversion. Now a fear.
It makes my blood run cold, and gives me the overwhelming urge to lick my fingernails in recovery. (Yeah, I don’t understand that either).

And you know what sucks? REALLY sucks?
Chalk is everywhere!
I swear that almost every movie, every sitcom, even every documentary that I’ve watched in the last 3 months contains at least, at least one chalk scene.
Can’t they put warnings for this sort of thing on the DVD cover? Or in the opening credits? What if I had a seizure and died from seeing chalk?

Seriously, next time you’re watching a movie, take note of how many times people use chalk.
And if the number is zero, drop me a line – it sounds like the very movie for me!

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As you’ve probably noticed, I’m doing a bit of an overhaul here.
My apologies for anything not working 100% as it should – I’ll have stuff sorted out in a jiffy!

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We all know about the importance of being part of an art community for support as an artist, and the importance of customer/client support to keep us going.
That said, some of the best support I’ve gotten didn’t come from other artists or even my clients.

Some of the best support I’ve gotten came from small business owners who know what it’s like to do it tough, and generously offered me a helping hand.
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“Aren’t you scared?”
said the sea to the stone,
“To crumble and turn into dust?
Eroding away,
to be gone someday…
does it hurt? ‘Cause it seems like it must.”

“I’m not scared”
said the stone to the sea
“You live a long time as a stone.
To crumble away
to be gone someday
scares me less than an aeon alone.”

-The Ugly Goat

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