<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826</id><updated>2009-10-13T20:16:08.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afoundlife2008</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-1046233129858827474</id><published>2008-06-19T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T19:54:40.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Manifest Destiny, Wild West, Revolt, Uprising. Freedom fighters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFsb0mCiTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NMZzqZxMqmo/s1600-h/IMGP2943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFsb0mCiTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NMZzqZxMqmo/s320/IMGP2943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213791583989812706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-1046233129858827474?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1046233129858827474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=1046233129858827474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/1046233129858827474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/1046233129858827474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/06/manifest-destiny-wild-west-revolt_19.html' title='Manifest Destiny, Wild West, Revolt, Uprising. Freedom fighters'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFsb0mCiTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NMZzqZxMqmo/s72-c/IMGP2943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-5395846362519555051</id><published>2008-06-15T21:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:24:19.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riot, Revolution, Uprising, Revolt it's Your Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXq6aM-M9I/AAAAAAAAACs/44JKpaou-eU/s1600-h/IMGP2741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXq6aM-M9I/AAAAAAAAACs/44JKpaou-eU/s320/IMGP2741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212330432938259410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-5395846362519555051?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5395846362519555051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=5395846362519555051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5395846362519555051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5395846362519555051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/06/riot-revolution-uprising-revolt-its_15.html' title='Riot, Revolution, Uprising, Revolt it&apos;s Your Call'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXq6aM-M9I/AAAAAAAAACs/44JKpaou-eU/s72-c/IMGP2741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-2646498549602926833</id><published>2008-06-11T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:18:01.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>children destined for prison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFAsDHk6kwI/AAAAAAAAABY/8wKhWxdQQK8/s1600-h/A+-+shot+prison+jump++blue+slide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFAsDHk6kwI/AAAAAAAAABY/8wKhWxdQQK8/s320/A+-+shot+prison+jump++blue+slide.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210713200952775426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "Toddler Prison Jumpsuits"  address populist duplicity, as it relates to our need and desire to maintain clearly defined social classes and opportunities.     This is to say,  who will wash our cars, clean our houses or pick our fruit?   In fact,  our social makeup and structure could not survive without purposeful exploration.   This is the price of Capitalism. &lt;br /&gt;Trotsky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-2646498549602926833?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2646498549602926833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=2646498549602926833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/2646498549602926833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/2646498549602926833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post_11.html' title='children destined for prison'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFAsDHk6kwI/AAAAAAAAABY/8wKhWxdQQK8/s72-c/A+-+shot+prison+jump++blue+slide.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-4052064600800907863</id><published>2008-06-09T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T14:11:17.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playground and Toddlers  in Prison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFA_BjSpqMI/AAAAAAAAACA/gHXsw6VIkms/s1600-h/cassal+prison+jp+B-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFA_BjSpqMI/AAAAAAAAACA/gHXsw6VIkms/s320/cassal+prison+jp+B-.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210734064753551554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SE1cxX8CoSI/AAAAAAAAABI/pZ905wqPlik/s1600-h/closeup+baby+prison+wear"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SE1cxX8CoSI/AAAAAAAAABI/pZ905wqPlik/s320/closeup+baby+prison+wear" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209922347246723362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-4052064600800907863?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4052064600800907863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=4052064600800907863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4052064600800907863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4052064600800907863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Playground and Toddlers  in Prison'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFA_BjSpqMI/AAAAAAAAACA/gHXsw6VIkms/s72-c/cassal+prison+jp+B-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-595131477425839392</id><published>2008-05-30T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T21:31:16.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddler's Prison  Jumpsuits sizes 2- 12 Made in the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXsjfcco-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/2m-Iu9Cxk0c/s1600-h/IMGP3067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXsjfcco-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/2m-Iu9Cxk0c/s320/IMGP3067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212332238231610338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFAtRltqi5I/AAAAAAAAABg/r-FPC04G1hc/s1600-h/IMGP3072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFAtRltqi5I/AAAAAAAAABg/r-FPC04G1hc/s320/IMGP3072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210714549072333714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day while I was substituting in one of the schools in upper manhattan and the Bronx.  I looked out and all I could see was orange.  If we do not do something immediately to changed the education system we are instead designing a system where as poor children have no other option but to become service workers and or prisoners in a system where a under class is necessary to keep capitalism alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-595131477425839392?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/595131477425839392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=595131477425839392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/595131477425839392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/595131477425839392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/05/toddlers-prison-jumpsuits-sizes-2-12_30.html' title='Toddler&apos;s Prison  Jumpsuits sizes 2- 12 Made in the USA'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P3tNvDubEk4/SFXsjfcco-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/2m-Iu9Cxk0c/s72-c/IMGP3067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-3783956022728868045</id><published>2008-05-30T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:24:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last....</title><content type='html'>Great Shows at the MOMA and PS1 loved the "water works".  Particularly at PS1. go to the basement and check out the effects there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-3783956022728868045?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3783956022728868045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=3783956022728868045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3783956022728868045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3783956022728868045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/05/at-last.html' title='At Last....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-30507762600929196</id><published>2008-04-19T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:18:01.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding your work....</title><content type='html'>To the artist, all problems of art appear uniquely personal.  Well, that's understandable enough given that not many other activities routinely call one's basic self-worth into question.  But those really personal problems all relate to the making of the art.  Once the art has been made, an entirely new set arise, problems that require the artist to engage the outside world.  Call them ordinary problems or not.  Ordinary problems are not, however, trivial problems.  Among other things the large part of almost every artist's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-30507762600929196?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/30507762600929196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=30507762600929196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/30507762600929196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/30507762600929196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/04/finding-your-work.html' title='Finding your work....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-3949563891105328501</id><published>2008-04-14T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:54:27.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More is Good</title><content type='html'>Artist get better by sharpening their skills or by acquiring new ones, they get better by learning to work and by learning from their work.  They commit themselves to the work of their heart, and act upon that commitment.  It is all in the numbers.  The more work you do, the more likely you are to create work you find meaningful and excites you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-3949563891105328501?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3949563891105328501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=3949563891105328501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3949563891105328501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3949563891105328501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/04/more-is-good.html' title='More is Good'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-509308349786450224</id><published>2008-04-10T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:06:37.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding your voice and more......</title><content type='html'>All things considered, in most matters of art it is more nourishing to be a maker than a viewer.  But not in all matters.   When it comes to the range of art viewers remain tantalizingly inaccessible to art makers.  As a listener you can be transported to authentic ecstasy and catharsis by a performance of the Bach B -minor Mass, but as a maker you cannot compose even the most trivial piece of authentic baroque music.   As a viewer you can fell the charge in the presence of the Plains Indian medicine bundle, but as a twentieth century artist you could not begin to make one yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-509308349786450224?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/509308349786450224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=509308349786450224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/509308349786450224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/509308349786450224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/04/finding-your-voice-and-more.html' title='Finding your voice and more......'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-6099713380885848541</id><published>2008-04-05T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T12:28:15.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent.....</title><content type='html'>For every artist who has developed a mature vision with grace and speed, countless others have laboriously nurtured their art through fertile periods and dry spells, through false starts and breakaway bursts, through successive and significant changes of direction, mediums, and subject matter.  Talent may get someone off the stating block to strive faster, but without a sense of direction or a goal to strive for, it won't count for much.  The world is filled people who were given great natural gifts, sometimes conspicuously flashy gifts, yet never produce a thing.  And when that happens the world ceases to care whether they are talented&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-6099713380885848541?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6099713380885848541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=6099713380885848541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6099713380885848541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6099713380885848541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/04/talent.html' title='Talent.....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-8739611689114331963</id><published>2008-03-26T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T17:23:51.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection and more.....</title><content type='html'>I found this article in a old book of mind and thought I'd share this with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ceramic teacher announced on opening day that he was dividing the class into two groups.  All those on the left side of the studio , he said, would be graded solely on the QUANTITY of the work they produced, all those on the right solely on its QUALITY.  His procedure was simple: on the final day of class he would bring in his bathroom scale and weight the works of the "quantity" group: fifty pound of pots rated an "A", forty pounds a "B" and so on.  Those being graded on "quality" however needed to produce only one pot- albeit a perfect one- to get a "A".  Well, came grading time and a curious fact emerged:  the work of the highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for quantity.  It seemed that while the "quantity"  group was busily churning out piles of work- and learning from their mistakes- the "quality" group had theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a pile of dead clay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art and Fear....Capra Press 1993&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-8739611689114331963?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/8739611689114331963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=8739611689114331963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/8739611689114331963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/8739611689114331963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/perfection-and-more.html' title='Perfection and more.....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-6781089546170102133</id><published>2008-03-25T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T19:13:41.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Issues....</title><content type='html'>Finding your place in the art world is no easy matter, if indeed there is a place for you at all.   In fact one of the few sure things about contemporary art scene is that someone besides you is deciding which art-and which artist- belong in it.  It's been a tough century for modesty, craftsmanship and tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art and Fear, Bates and Orland 1993&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-6781089546170102133?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6781089546170102133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=6781089546170102133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6781089546170102133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6781089546170102133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/art-issues.html' title='Art Issues....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-3372489874001627220</id><published>2008-03-21T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T08:23:32.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Art's Problems......</title><content type='html'>Does political art have to be "dead on" to work successfully?  If this is true,  it suggest to me that disenfranchise art and artists have a higher standard to meet then those who make other types of non social/political art.  Artists of color and female artists are on a uneven playing fields or must assimilate/compromise their works. How is it possible to be a minority or a women of any race and not create political works of art on some level and in some fashion?     Perhaps non political artists are able to strike their artistic marks earlier and easier with less debate, and scrutiny attached ?  Art which does not focus on social and political struggles is and remains high art, too.  But does this mean that political art is more important then art that simply makes us feel good and doesn't require us to think as much?  Does political art have to be entertaining, clever and always fresh ...or else ?    Finally, does art even have to be fair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-3372489874001627220?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/3372489874001627220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=3372489874001627220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3372489874001627220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/3372489874001627220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/political-arts-problems.html' title='Political Art&apos;s Problems......'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-4549682470183755126</id><published>2008-03-18T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T09:47:57.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear about yourself....</title><content type='html'>Fear about art-making fall into two families: fear about yourself, and fear about your reception by others.  In a general way, fear about yourself prevents you from doing your best work, while fear about your reception by others prevent you from doing your OWN work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-4549682470183755126?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4549682470183755126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=4549682470183755126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4549682470183755126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4549682470183755126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/fear-about-yourself.html' title='Fear about yourself....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-6459300151309329369</id><published>2008-03-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T20:47:04.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding your voice......</title><content type='html'>For most artist making good art depends upon makinh lots of artand any device that carries the first brushstroke to the next blank canvas has tangible vaule. The hardest part of making art is living your life in such a way that your work gets done over and over and that means, among other things, finding a host of pratices that are plain useful.  A piece of art is the surface expression odf a life lived within productive patterns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-6459300151309329369?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6459300151309329369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=6459300151309329369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6459300151309329369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6459300151309329369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/finding-your-voice.html' title='Finding your voice......'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-1079760871912486316</id><published>2008-03-14T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T17:57:07.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent.....</title><content type='html'>Talent is a snare and a delusion.  In the end, the practical questions about talent come down to these:  Who cares?  Who would know? and of course What difference would it make?  And the practical answers are Nobody, Nobody and none in that order.&lt;br /&gt;Artist get better by sharpening their skills or by acquiring new ones they get better by learning to work and by learning from their work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D. Bates and T Ordland  Art and Fear 1993&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-1079760871912486316?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/1079760871912486316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=1079760871912486316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/1079760871912486316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/1079760871912486316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/talent.html' title='Talent.....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-985219362672150526</id><published>2008-03-11T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:11:03.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawing from within....</title><content type='html'>All creative journeys begin with a challenge to introspective, to fathom not only "what's in there" but "what's in here".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-985219362672150526?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/985219362672150526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=985219362672150526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/985219362672150526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/985219362672150526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/drawing-from-within.html' title='Drawing from within....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-5358582057111219486</id><published>2008-03-10T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T11:30:15.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Art and Fear</title><content type='html'>...what's really needed is nothing more than a broad sense of what you are looking for, some strategy for how to find it, and an overriding willingness to embrace mistakes and surprises along the way.  Simply put, making art is chancy-it doesn't mix well with predictability.  Uncertainty is the essential inevitable and all pervasive companion to you desire to make art. &lt;br /&gt;David Bayles and Ted Orland (c) 1993&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-5358582057111219486?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5358582057111219486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=5358582057111219486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5358582057111219486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5358582057111219486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/art-and-fear.html' title='Art and Fear'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-4212087257370066262</id><published>2008-03-09T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T12:09:52.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nature of the Problem</title><content type='html'>Making Art is difficult.  We leave a drawings unfinished and stories unwritten.  We do work that does not fell like our own.  We repeat ourselves.   We stop before we have mastered our materials, or continue on long after their potential is exhausted.  Often the work we have not done seems more real in our minds than the pieces we have completed.  And so questions arise;  How does work get done? why does it not get done?  And what is the nature of the difficulties that stop so many who start? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is short, art long opportunity fleeting, experience treacherous, judgement difficult"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippocrated (460-400 B.C)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-4212087257370066262?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4212087257370066262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=4212087257370066262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4212087257370066262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4212087257370066262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/nature-of-problem.html' title='The Nature of the Problem'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-2489861298252232229</id><published>2008-03-08T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:49:14.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfection......</title><content type='html'>If you think good work is somehow synonymous with perfect work, you are headed for big trouble.  Art is human; art is error.  Without flaws it is not clear what you would be,  but clearly you would not be one of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-2489861298252232229?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/2489861298252232229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=2489861298252232229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/2489861298252232229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/2489861298252232229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/perfection.html' title='Perfection......'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-870288900685811651</id><published>2008-03-06T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T17:52:48.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going To The Infinite Well...</title><content type='html'>There are times, however, when familiar paths and ways keep us stuck in patterns no longer rewarding. Embark on a hunt, with no specific quarry in mind except that it should be an object and that it speaks to you in some fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-870288900685811651?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/870288900685811651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=870288900685811651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/870288900685811651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/870288900685811651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/going-to-infinitr-well.html' title='Going To The Infinite Well...'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-7353911535665693688</id><published>2008-03-03T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T11:14:03.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask yourself....</title><content type='html'>Ask what am I more interested in painting or the issue?  If it is the paint, the wood, or what ever, concentrate on those and pay attention.  On the other hand, if it is "issue driven" concentrate and repeat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-7353911535665693688?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/7353911535665693688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=7353911535665693688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/7353911535665693688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/7353911535665693688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/ask-yourself.html' title='Ask yourself....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-6906392678624987988</id><published>2008-03-02T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T18:19:01.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.....</title><content type='html'>When we dream we all draw.  And when we draw in our dreams everyone draws perfectly.  There are no corrections, doubts or criticism, or skills necessary.  We know exactly what we want,  where everything goes, what colors it should be, how tall, small, heavy or light things are.  Effortlessly we draw a world in our minds with ease and conviction.  We are all the inventors of the great pyramids, briefly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-6906392678624987988?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/6906392678624987988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=6906392678624987988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6906392678624987988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/6906392678624987988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/dreams.html' title='Dreams.....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-4952681691280137761</id><published>2008-03-02T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T13:35:01.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on hair....</title><content type='html'>The revolution in hair began after slaves were allowed free time to care for their hair and the energy to Anglicize him/herself.  White people gave old household scissors for slaves to cut their hair (which was a vast improvement over the animal shears they were formerly given; included were worn out brushes and combs.   The Anglicizing process took root and grew with the rise of the house slave.  Today my work "Fired Hair" is about this provocative history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-4952681691280137761?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/4952681691280137761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=4952681691280137761' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4952681691280137761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/4952681691280137761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-on-hair.html' title='More on hair....'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4552006885671578826.post-5899931314891380388</id><published>2008-03-01T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T17:51:37.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside, Not Out</title><content type='html'>Peter London, "No More Secondhand Art" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is ironic that our very concept of art, and what is required to make it, dooms most would-be artist to frustration and modest results.  There are three false and killing notions about art.  The first is that art is about beauty.  The second is that in order to be an artist you must train your hands to be dexterous and your eyes to be accurate.  The third is that there are certain canons of  good form that is applied, will bring about beautiful things.  Each of these three precepts is true, but none is true enough.  Their perversity resides in their incompleteness, not in their wrongness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share these blogger thoughts because; I have read many books on art and this one is without a doubt near my favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4552006885671578826-5899931314891380388?l=afoundlife2008.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/feeds/5899931314891380388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4552006885671578826&amp;postID=5899931314891380388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5899931314891380388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4552006885671578826/posts/default/5899931314891380388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afoundlife2008.blogspot.com/2008/03/inside-not-out.html' title='Inside, Not Out'/><author><name>AFOUNDLIFE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09110984967857853220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00463590160184231229'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>