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In the middle of a plate, a candle left

No one around,

Only her gazing at the empty space

What to say?

How to find out what she feels?

This was a perfect day

It seemed so joyful

She smiles at time

And thinks of him

She wants to live, scream, feel

She wants the universe over her

She wants to run free and find her place

Like a twist of fate

An accelerated melody

Like a song that never ends

She needed someone to understand

Understand how alone she was

In the middle of a crowd

What could she do?

She was a broken toy

The madness of all lovers

A blank Holliday

A forgotten spirit who returns

A castaway at sea

She was a summer of love

She was just herself


Supernatural and sexual contents are the allegations of ALA to put The Twilight Saga in the list of ”Challenged” books.

Stephanie Meyer’s Best Seller took the 5º place on the new rank of ”Challenged Books” this year. The criteria used by ALA include formal written complaints from any library or school asking for the material to excluded for content or decency.

“Vampire stories have been a target for years and Twilight saga are so popular that people are turning on the books their worries about vampires” says the director of association Office for Intellectual Freedom, Barbara Jones, according information from The associated Press.

By entering the rank, Twilight gets in the same level as The Catcher in the Rye, a novel by J. D. Salinger that despite being written in 1951 it is still on the list due to language and elevated sexual content.

Nevertheless, a title is missing on ”The American Index”. Harry Potter, which for years is being criticized for bringing up wizard’s stories and adventures, is not showing up among the 10 more ”challenged”. One more evidence that the position for the teen authoring of the moment is not J.K. Rowling’s any more. Well, life moves on and there’s always the next in line, in this case, waiting to be on top.

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I was making some tests with wood textures for a work I gotta do, I gathered a fair amount of different ones to work with, so I thought of posting a few over here in case someone might be interested.

Updated Nov 2010

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Incorporate in your Irish designs some fun and free fonts for the occasion, see below some places you can get free fonts to embellish even more your creations. If you find some place else please send me to post here.



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Below a selection of 6 of my favorites of Erik Johansson’s work, a Sweden freelance photographer.

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Found good ideas for a ”green” Christmas and a pretty easy way to save money with this recession time.

Soda Can Christmas Tree

Cardboard Christmas Tree

Recycled Paper Christmas Tree

Magazines Christmas Tree

Disposable Forks Christmas Tree

Plastic Bottles Christmas Tree

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I was reading someone’s Post and that reminded me of my writings and one of them is a especial one writen in Italian.

I write many things in many languages, sometimes I dont remember if it’s a song or a poem and in this case, forgive my Italian but I thought at the time I wrote it fit my emotions very right and here no matter the grammar but the feelings…

Le rose piangono
Tuo profumo adesso si transformi in lacrime,
Io me sento troppo perduta
Le rose allora piangono

Piange mi anima,
Come un uccello con le ali dannegiatta,
In il mio sogno Io cerco a te
Piange allora mi anima

Che invadono il mio cuore
Parole d’anima
Il puro linguaggio d’amore

Piangono le rose
Perche tu non vuoi essere qui
In assenza de tuo profumo
Io giá so che te ho perdutto
E tra le altre cose
Io piango per te

Me manche il aroma
che ho sentito quando me abbracciarvi tu
Senza tuo corpo
Senza il tuoi bacci
No c’è motivo di vivere

scrap cane

This week is being so busy, thank God is gone but I think I ‘ll have pretty much like this one for the next 6 months.

Too much work, hard drives are crazy and with that a lot of desperate clients calling for me to rescue their data (what I do with pleasure, cos I know how hard it is to lose your data, sometimes, for so long storaged) too much studies, gotta anatomy tests right and left and still must keep up with the gym with my son, Yoga classes and helping my neighbor with learning how to drive, I’m so happy I can lift people’s spirits up to the point they are sure they can do anything and then do it.

But despite of so many stuff to keep up with I made something out of my scrap clay that I particularly loved. I love the element of surprise of everything especially scrap clay and the things you can do with them.

So I just took my time, distressed and made it out of nothing and thats one of the best features of clay, you don’t need to be precise, you just need to let your imagination flow and there you go, no stop signs.


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