<?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-3761564605616000969</id><updated>2012-01-28T22:13:03.315+01:00</updated><category term='jesień/autumn'/><category term='kolekcja piękności/collection of beauties'/><category term='portrety/portraits'/><category term='collage caffe'/><category term='notesy/notebooks'/><category term='paper swap'/><category term='kawa/coffee'/><category term='zakładki/tags'/><category term='czarno-białe/black and white'/><category term='książki/books'/><category term='pudełka/boxes'/><category term='wydarzenia/events'/><category term='vintage'/><category term='lustra/mirrors'/><category term='postacie/characters'/><category term='wyzwania/challenges'/><category term='panie/ladies'/><category term='zeszyty/journals'/><category term='zdjęcia/photos'/><category term='inni/others'/><category term='atc'/><category term='zdjęchttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifia/photos'/><category term='pytania/questions'/><category term='craft imaginarium'/><category term='papierowa sukienka/paper dress'/><category term='altered books'/><category term='płotna/canvases'/><category term='wreck this journal'/><category term='kartki/cards'/><category term='imiona/names'/><category term='przyjaciele/friends'/><category term='mama'/><category term='domki/birdhouses'/><category term='czerwień/red'/><category term='kalendarze/calendars'/><category term='świeczki/candles'/><category term='broszki/pins'/><category term='zdania/sentences'/><category term='święta/christmas'/><category term='codzienność/everyday'/><category term='czas/time'/><category term='decoupage'/><category term='kolaż/collage'/><category term='lalki papierowe/paper dolls'/><category term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'>druga szesnaście</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>364</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3356018419828357190</id><published>2012-01-28T22:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:13:03.323+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boZlRcNyyw8/TyRfMx0phBI/AAAAAAAAEkY/l2i49Fej_PQ/s1600/pasiaczek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boZlRcNyyw8/TyRfMx0phBI/AAAAAAAAEkY/l2i49Fej_PQ/s400/pasiaczek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702787701295121426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nie czekaj na niezwykłe okoliczności. Wypatruj zwykłych okazji i uczyń je wspaniałymi."&lt;br /&gt;/Orison Swett Marden/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Don't wait for extraordinary opportunities. Seize common occasions and make them great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Orison Swett Marden/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z dedykacją i podziękowaniem dla Marty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mój wpis do żurnala &lt;a href="http://pasiakowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pasiakowej&lt;/a&gt;, w którym tematem była nasza codzienność. voilà. tak to wygląda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;a href="http://pasiakowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pasiakowa&lt;/a&gt;'s art journal. the theme was: our everyday life. so this is what it looks like for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(left page): "and suddenly, over my morning coffee or on my way to the shop, there comes inspiration and I know what to look for"/"no day without a book"/"my meditation, my solace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(right page): "everyday farewells and greetings"/"usually there are three coffees"/"collage - obviously"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3356018419828357190?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3356018419828357190/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2012/01/nie-czekaj-na-niezwyke-okolicznosci.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (1)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3356018419828357190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3356018419828357190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2012/01/nie-czekaj-na-niezwyke-okolicznosci.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-boZlRcNyyw8/TyRfMx0phBI/AAAAAAAAEkY/l2i49Fej_PQ/s72-c/pasiaczek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-7830512644855336804</id><published>2012-01-04T14:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T14:05:50.658+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suU-e8OQgf0/TwQuVlN_ltI/AAAAAAAAEaA/54BRrJxbcWM/s1600/podsk%25C3%25B3rnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suU-e8OQgf0/TwQuVlN_ltI/AAAAAAAAEaA/54BRrJxbcWM/s400/podsk%25C3%25B3rnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693726777206085330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jedną z najtrudniejszych rzeczy w życiu jest mieć w swoim sercu słowa, których nie można wypowiedzieć."&lt;br /&gt;/James Earl Jones/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter."&lt;br /&gt;/James Earl Jones/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2012/01/moje.html"&gt;Cynka zapytała&lt;/a&gt;: "Co czujesz podskórnie?"&lt;br /&gt;to jest moja odpowiedź. a {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2012/01/zapytaam.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;} pozostałe - moich Utalentowanych Kawiarek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynka asked us in her altered book: "What can you feel under your skin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the word on the right): "anxiety".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2012/01/zapytaam.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see the responses of my other three firends from Collage Caffe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-7830512644855336804?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/7830512644855336804/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2012/01/jedna-z-najtrudniejszych-rzeczy-w-zyciu.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7830512644855336804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7830512644855336804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2012/01/jedna-z-najtrudniejszych-rzeczy-w-zyciu.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-suU-e8OQgf0/TwQuVlN_ltI/AAAAAAAAEaA/54BRrJxbcWM/s72-c/podsk%25C3%25B3rnie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2065849795935025659</id><published>2011-12-23T20:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:40:32.243+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLt3XAVUMK8/TvTWQaxeMkI/AAAAAAAAEYg/Pm-8ogjbuS0/s1600/ozdabiamy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLt3XAVUMK8/TvTWQaxeMkI/AAAAAAAAEYg/Pm-8ogjbuS0/s400/ozdabiamy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689407806828851778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wcale nie jestem sam - pomyslałem. Właściwie nigdy nie byłem. I to właśnie jest przesłanie świąt Bożego Narodzenia - nigdy nie jesteśmy sami. Nawet wtedy, gdy noc jest najciemniejsza, wiatr najzimniejszy, a świat pozornie najbardziej obojętny."&lt;br /&gt;/Taylor Caldwell/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I am not alone at all, I thought. Iwas never alone at all. And that, of course, is the message of Christmas. We are never alone. Not when the night is darkest, the wind coldest, the world seemingly most indifferent."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Taylor Caldwell/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;właśnie skończyłam ubierać choinkę (choć w stroju nieco cieplejszym niż pani na załączonym obrazku).&lt;br /&gt;myślę o was - o moich przyjaciołach, o waszych domach i waszych bliskich.&lt;br /&gt;o tych, którzy milczą.&lt;br /&gt;o tych, którym ciężko i o tych, którzy nie tracą nadziei.&lt;br /&gt;moje myśli i najlepsze życzenia płyną do was ponad domami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have just finished decorating our Christmas tree (although dressed a bit warmer than the lady above).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm thinking about you - my firends, your homes and people around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm thinking about those of you who are silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and those who are struggling, and those who don't lose hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my thoughts and best of wishes are floating in the air towards you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2065849795935025659?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2065849795935025659/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/wcale-nie-jestem-sam-pomyslaem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (16)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2065849795935025659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2065849795935025659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/wcale-nie-jestem-sam-pomyslaem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aLt3XAVUMK8/TvTWQaxeMkI/AAAAAAAAEYg/Pm-8ogjbuS0/s72-c/ozdabiamy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6042427970507463656</id><published>2011-12-22T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T23:23:49.013+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqVPrJ4jfMs/TvN_ySqdmsI/AAAAAAAAEYU/cCBs1etyNgk/s1600/paluchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqVPrJ4jfMs/TvN_ySqdmsI/AAAAAAAAEYU/cCBs1etyNgk/s400/paluchi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689031256279194306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Istnieje coś takiego jak natchnienie. Najłatwiej je znaleźć działając."&lt;br /&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Inspiration exists, but it has to find you working."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_-wYrjto10/TvN_oeP777I/AAAAAAAAEYI/yFvoEs0_h9o/s1600/paluchi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0_-wYrjto10/TvN_oeP777I/AAAAAAAAEYI/yFvoEs0_h9o/s400/paluchi2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689031087590469554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w niedzielę miałam wielką przyjemność oddać się w ręce utalentowane &lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/2011/12/zbyt-krotkie-szorty.html"&gt;Czekoczyny&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kazała bezkompromisowo ciąć śliczne papiery, despotycznie zarządzała bałaganić w żurnalu (i dokładać coraz więcej i więcej), a w finale hojnie chlapać acetonem, gesso i ecolinami.&lt;br /&gt;nawet nie wiecie jak dobrze było poddać się jej rozkazom. :)&lt;br /&gt;gorąco polecam Czekoczynowe warsztaty. już nie mogę się doczekać kolejnych!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;{p.s. zdjęcia wypożyczone od &lt;a href="http://scrapstudio.pl/"&gt;Scrap Studio&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;last Sunday I attended a workshop taught by immensly talented &lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/2011/12/zbyt-krotkie-szorty.html"&gt;Czekoczyna&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a pleasure to surrender to her teaching - we cut, we created a huuuge mess in our journals and generously splashed gesso and inks.&lt;br /&gt;it was an amazing feeling to...just let go. :)&lt;br /&gt;{photos courtesy of &lt;a href="http://scrapstudio.pl/"&gt;Scrap Studio&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3-Y5KVocaQ/TvN_PfBf02I/AAAAAAAAEX8/ydhFCUCr-Hw/s1600/czekoczynowo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h3-Y5KVocaQ/TvN_PfBf02I/AAAAAAAAEX8/ydhFCUCr-Hw/s400/czekoczynowo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689030658301612898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;efekt jak wyżej. wielki bałagan i wielka ulga - nie myśleć tylko poddać się emocjom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;above - pages I created in my art journal. the idea was not to think to much but just surrender to our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;(the text says):&lt;br /&gt;left - "I'm longing longing longing"&lt;br /&gt;right - "I'm longing for inspiration"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTf-atcXf98/TvN_GhC7WtI/AAAAAAAAEXw/MhOJIvxv03M/s1600/czekoczynowo_lewa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZTf-atcXf98/TvN_GhC7WtI/AAAAAAAAEXw/MhOJIvxv03M/s400/czekoczynowo_lewa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689030504225659602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXX-nYlX11U/TvN80Y7OhsI/AAAAAAAAEXk/9wa7HRyb4ws/s1600/czekoczynowo_prawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXX-nYlX11U/TvN80Y7OhsI/AAAAAAAAEXk/9wa7HRyb4ws/s400/czekoczynowo_prawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689027993784977090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6042427970507463656?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6042427970507463656/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/istnieje-cos-takiego-jak-natchnienie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6042427970507463656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6042427970507463656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/istnieje-cos-takiego-jak-natchnienie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RqVPrJ4jfMs/TvN_ySqdmsI/AAAAAAAAEYU/cCBs1etyNgk/s72-c/paluchi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-439641091758059667</id><published>2011-12-13T16:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:40:02.467+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jx6gsSg-o3w/TudvOWfVMBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/wYlbj7RINNQ/s1600/pani%2BSolska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jx6gsSg-o3w/TudvOWfVMBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/wYlbj7RINNQ/s400/pani%2BSolska.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685635346924384274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Proszę, zacznij już dziś pieśń nową życia, uśmiechnij się do siebie, przebacz sobie samemu, poznaj swoje słabości i dary ukryte, pogódź się ze sobą, przywitaj siebie samego, powiedz sobie dzień dobry i rozpocznij dalszą wędrówkę."&lt;br /&gt;/?/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'm asking you, start a new song of life today, smile at yourself, forgive yourself, know your weeknesses and hidden gifts, become reconciled with yourself, welcome yourself, say hello to yourself and continue the journey."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/?/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na Collage Caffe wzięłyśmy na warsztat &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/portret.html"&gt;"Portret pani Solskiej"&lt;/a&gt; Wyspiańskiego. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/alez.html"&gt;zajrzyjcie koniecznie!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every once in a while on Collage Caffe we play with Polish art. this month it was &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/portret.html"&gt;"Portrait of Ms Solska"&lt;/a&gt; by Stanisław Wyspiański and {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/alez.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see what we made of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"maybe your life got all tangled?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-439641091758059667?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/439641091758059667/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/prosze-zacznij-juz-dzis-piesn-nowa.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/439641091758059667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/439641091758059667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/prosze-zacznij-juz-dzis-piesn-nowa.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jx6gsSg-o3w/TudvOWfVMBI/AAAAAAAAEWQ/wYlbj7RINNQ/s72-c/pani%2BSolska.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-719863586581536766</id><published>2011-12-08T12:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:39:47.294+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YcdcUyaSx8/TuCfpqAbTxI/AAAAAAAAEUw/Vl4LyOhMbN4/s1600/ton%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YcdcUyaSx8/TuCfpqAbTxI/AAAAAAAAEUw/Vl4LyOhMbN4/s320/ton%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683718267741097746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Odwaga nie jest brakiem strachu. To świadomość, że coś jest ważniejsze niż strach."&lt;br /&gt;/Ambrose Redmoon/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Ambrose Redmoon/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaiyq-dicWI/TuCemg39ymI/AAAAAAAAEUk/--_IctMVF8c/s1600/ton%25C4%25992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kaiyq-dicWI/TuCemg39ymI/AAAAAAAAEUk/--_IctMVF8c/s320/ton%25C4%25992.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683717114238454370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;przeszyte kartki dostałam w wymianie od &lt;a href="http://www.thefairyyellowbugqueen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Normy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stitched pages that I incorporated into my journal were a gift from &lt;a href="http://www.thefairyyellowbugqueen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Norma&lt;/a&gt;. it was one really amazing swap - imagine you get an envelope and you love e.v.e.r.y s.i.n.g.l.e item inside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-719863586581536766?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/719863586581536766/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/odwaga-nie-jest-brakiem-strachu.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/719863586581536766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/719863586581536766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/odwaga-nie-jest-brakiem-strachu.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0YcdcUyaSx8/TuCfpqAbTxI/AAAAAAAAEUw/Vl4LyOhMbN4/s72-c/ton%25C4%2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6112864071096747892</id><published>2011-12-06T22:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T22:24:43.525+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jesień/autumn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsqHfbpnn3w/Tt6Gk3bCjUI/AAAAAAAAETc/6uNOtym67CE/s1600/pani%2Bjesie%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsqHfbpnn3w/Tt6Gk3bCjUI/AAAAAAAAETc/6uNOtym67CE/s320/pani%2Bjesie%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683127747698920770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Smakowita jesieni! Moja dusza jest ci oddana, i gdybym była  ptakiem, frunęłabym nad ziemią w poszukiwaniu kolejnych jesieni.”&lt;br /&gt;/George  Eliot/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird, I  would fly about the earth seeking successive autumns.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/George Eliot /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jest nasze &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/pozegnanie-jesieni.html"&gt;pożegnanie jesieni na Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/pozegnanie-jesieni.html"&gt;farewell to autumn on Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my Lady Autumn says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"this autumn my secret is..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6112864071096747892?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6112864071096747892/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/smakowita-jesieni-moja-dusza-jest-ci.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6112864071096747892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6112864071096747892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/smakowita-jesieni-moja-dusza-jest-ci.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsqHfbpnn3w/Tt6Gk3bCjUI/AAAAAAAAETc/6uNOtym67CE/s72-c/pani%2Bjesie%25C5%2584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2615269062275499662</id><published>2011-12-01T13:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:34:18.891+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ-i1XIYwpY/Ttdm21ZG57I/AAAAAAAAENc/JSpIjdHzDNI/s1600/niebiezpieczne_zwi%25C4%2585zki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ-i1XIYwpY/Ttdm21ZG57I/AAAAAAAAENc/JSpIjdHzDNI/s320/niebiezpieczne_zwi%25C4%2585zki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681122547182528434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dzisiaj zamiast cytatu Françoise Hardy śpiewa o tym, że "Nie ma miłości szczęśliwej".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;instead of the quote today - Fran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ç&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oise Hardy is singing "There is no happy love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A6_bpX1cmC4?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="165" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moje interpretacje jednego z moich ukochanych filmów, czyli "Niebezpieczne związki".&lt;br /&gt;na Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/niebezpieczne-zwiazki.html"&gt;wizje Cynki, Urtiki i Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these journal pages are my visions of one of my all favourite films - "Dangerous Liaisons".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on Collage Caffe you can see some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/12/niebezpieczne-zwiazki.html"&gt;more artful interpretations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; by my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nHbTpoVQ2E/TtdmLBepIhI/AAAAAAAAENE/E3LHOdDr3NE/s1600/niebezpieczne_zwi%25C4%2585zki2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4nHbTpoVQ2E/TtdmLBepIhI/AAAAAAAAENE/E3LHOdDr3NE/s320/niebezpieczne_zwi%25C4%2585zki2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681121794512724498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a za kulisami...... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and behind the scenes.... :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-8pxdOHvfg/TtdmsIh_mUI/AAAAAAAAENQ/-nf2ryaasLE/s1600/dangerous%2Bliaisons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 183px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y-8pxdOHvfg/TtdmsIh_mUI/AAAAAAAAENQ/-nf2ryaasLE/s320/dangerous%2Bliaisons.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681122363341510978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2615269062275499662?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2615269062275499662/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-francoise-hardy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2615269062275499662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2615269062275499662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/12/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-francoise-hardy.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQ-i1XIYwpY/Ttdm21ZG57I/AAAAAAAAENc/JSpIjdHzDNI/s72-c/niebiezpieczne_zwi%25C4%2585zki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-26905677665140100</id><published>2011-11-29T10:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T10:11:09.430+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzz6LYX_tfY/TtSexGUhYjI/AAAAAAAAEMg/RkD4gwMR2zY/s1600/kola%25C5%25BC%2Burodzinowy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzz6LYX_tfY/TtSexGUhYjI/AAAAAAAAEMg/RkD4gwMR2zY/s320/kola%25C5%25BC%2Burodzinowy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680339596368503346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"To milczenie tworzy prawdziwe rozmowy przyjaciół. To, co się naprawdę liczy to nie rozmowa, lecz to, że czasem nie trzeba nic mówić."&lt;br /&gt;/Margaret Lee Runbeck/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Margaret Lee Runbeck/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w tym tygodniu świętujemy pierwsze urodziny Collage Caffe. koniecznie wpadnijcie to naszej kawiarni - czekają tam na was &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/desery-urodzinowe.html"&gt;specjalne rocznicowe desery&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this week we're celebrating our first anniversary on Collage Caffe. one year ago together with three of my art friends we opened our virtual cafe and it's been a very special time for all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unfortunately, the blog is in Polish only but you can take a peek - we're celebrating our birthday giving away four collage kits we created together. we called them &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/desery-urodzinowe.html"&gt;our Special Desserts&lt;/a&gt; - there's one about Coffee, Tea, Moon and Art. if you like them, it's just enough to leave a comment. the drawing will take place on December 8th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the collage above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a good atmosphere to create"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-26905677665140100?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/26905677665140100/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-milczenie-tworzy-prawdziwe-rozmowy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (2)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/26905677665140100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/26905677665140100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-milczenie-tworzy-prawdziwe-rozmowy.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mzz6LYX_tfY/TtSexGUhYjI/AAAAAAAAEMg/RkD4gwMR2zY/s72-c/kola%25C5%25BC%2Burodzinowy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8185077604038189193</id><published>2011-11-20T14:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:30:18.861+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawa/coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notesy/notebooks'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL2e3OQ5E_8/Tsj_Urh15XI/AAAAAAAAEIY/Uun4oJjMwag/s1600/notes%2Bkawiarniany_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL2e3OQ5E_8/Tsj_Urh15XI/AAAAAAAAEIY/Uun4oJjMwag/s320/notes%2Bkawiarniany_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677068061047645554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"To niesamowite jak zmienia się świat oglądany przez filiżankę kawy!"&lt;br /&gt;/Donna A. Favors/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It's amazing how the world begins to change through the eyes of a cup of coffee!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Donna A. Favors/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notes zrobiony dla właścicielki mojej ulubionej lokalnej kawiarni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is a notebook that I made for the owner of my favourite local café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the front - above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"no other place seemed to me as quiet and cosy/I'm drinking coffee and reading"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeJd9z3hB4w/Tsj-9vKAueI/AAAAAAAAEIM/oT3FJIBig4M/s1600/notes%2Bkawiarniany_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GeJd9z3hB4w/Tsj-9vKAueI/AAAAAAAAEIM/oT3FJIBig4M/s320/notes%2Bkawiarniany_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677067666884442594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the back):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"any excuse is good to have a cup of coffee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8185077604038189193?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8185077604038189193/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-niesamowite-jak-zmienia-sie-swiat.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (12)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8185077604038189193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8185077604038189193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/to-niesamowite-jak-zmienia-sie-swiat.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AL2e3OQ5E_8/Tsj_Urh15XI/AAAAAAAAEIY/Uun4oJjMwag/s72-c/notes%2Bkawiarniany_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3964328456490123765</id><published>2011-11-16T19:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:02:46.898+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGQLBr00AHU/TsPqLEvAnBI/AAAAAAAAEGg/sFss5bcemNw/s1600/tupn%25C4%2585%25C4%2587%2Bn%25C3%25B3%25C5%25BCk%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGQLBr00AHU/TsPqLEvAnBI/AAAAAAAAEGg/sFss5bcemNw/s320/tupn%25C4%2585%25C4%2587%2Bn%25C3%25B3%25C5%25BCk%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675637431387331602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Mój mózg wymachuje skrzydłami, ale dokąd lecieć - tego nie wiem."&lt;br /&gt;/Antoni Czechow/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My brain keeps flapping its wings but where to fly - I don't know."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Anton Czekov/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wpis do żurnala &lt;a href="http://timboctou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Timboctou &lt;/a&gt;o zmyślnym tytule: &lt;a href="http://timboctou.blogspot.com/2011/07/grajacy-art-zurnal.html"&gt;"Co w duszy gra? czyli polifoniczna historia artystki ze spalonego teatru skreślona przypadkiem w 20 aktach."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://timboctou.blogspot.com/"&gt;Timboctou's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; round robin art journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left - "how not to become a bourgeois shrew?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right - ""it's time to stamp your foot/she grabbed her paintbrush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3964328456490123765?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3964328456490123765/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/moj-mozg-wymachuje-skrzydami-ale-dokad.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3964328456490123765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3964328456490123765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/moj-mozg-wymachuje-skrzydami-ale-dokad.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hGQLBr00AHU/TsPqLEvAnBI/AAAAAAAAEGg/sFss5bcemNw/s72-c/tupn%25C4%2585%25C4%2587%2Bn%25C3%25B3%25C5%25BCk%25C4%2585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6314929099332282268</id><published>2011-11-12T11:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T11:53:25.045+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ez4hIiUuKI/Tr5OuZzZTbI/AAAAAAAAEF8/QOwX4s9guMM/s1600/brak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ez4hIiUuKI/Tr5OuZzZTbI/AAAAAAAAEF8/QOwX4s9guMM/s320/brak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674059139640806834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jest tak wiele rzeczy w twoim sercu, których nie możesz nigdy powiedzieć drugiej osobie. To jesteś ty, twoje prywatne radości i smutki. Jeśli o nich opowiesz, zubożysz siebie, swoje wnętrze."&lt;br /&gt;/Greta Garbo/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There are so many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself when you tell them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Greta Garbo/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolaż z okazji tradycyjnego cięcia gazet na Collage Caffe. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/film-w-strzepach.html"&gt;w tym miesiącu&lt;/a&gt; pod nożyczki dostał się "Film".&lt;br /&gt;zapraszamy do naszego "kącika prasowego".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's our tradition on Collage Caffe to choose one magazine every month to collage. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/film-w-strzepach.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; you can see my friends' works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I wanted to tell you a secret/I'm at a loss for words/are you there?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6314929099332282268?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6314929099332282268/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/jest-tak-wiele-rzeczy-w-twoim-sercu.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6314929099332282268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6314929099332282268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/jest-tak-wiele-rzeczy-w-twoim-sercu.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ez4hIiUuKI/Tr5OuZzZTbI/AAAAAAAAEF8/QOwX4s9guMM/s72-c/brak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3517207232672917569</id><published>2011-11-11T13:19:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:32:39.992+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0doi7F_jhi4/Tr0TUJvNJ9I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/iMtc04wYw5g/s1600/rogal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0doi7F_jhi4/Tr0TUJvNJ9I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/iMtc04wYw5g/s320/rogal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673712342488917970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wierzę w zwykły rodzaj magii - to niewytłumaczalne uczucie, którego czasem doświadczamy w pewnych miejscach, z niektórymi ludźmi czy dziełami sztuki; to niesamowite uczucie odpowiedniości w chwilach pozornie przypadkowych; ten szept, niewidzialna obecność, kiedy myślimy, że jesteśmy sami."&lt;br /&gt;/Charles de Lint/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic - the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropiriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we're alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Charles de Lint/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dzisiaj Święty Marcin. i chociaż mieszkam na płaskim Mazowszu, mogłam obchodzić to słodkie poznańskie święto. a to wszystko dzięki niewiarygodnej &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;, która obdarowała mnie świeżymi, rozpustnie pysznymi &lt;a href="http://rogalemarcinskie.pl/"&gt;marcińskimi rogalami&lt;/a&gt;. są tak wielkie, że - słowo daję - zajęło mi cały dzień, żeby je zjeść. ;)&lt;br /&gt;do poczytania również &lt;a href="http://pl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rogal_%C5%9Bwi%C4%99tomarci%C5%84ski"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;. a wiecie, że rogale mają swoją &lt;a href="http://pl-pl.facebook.com/pages/Rogale-Marci%C5%84skie/165417180145389"&gt;stronę na facebooku&lt;/a&gt;? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today in Poland (or to be specific: in Poznan) people celebrate St Martin's Day in a very sweet way - eating delicious traditional croissants. I don't live anywhere near Poznan but I'm very lucky to be friends with one very special lady - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - who sent me two yummy croissants - they're heavenly and so huge that it took me literally a whole day to eat them. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you're curious - &lt;a href="http://easteuropeanfood.about.com/od/polishdesserts/r/stmartins.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;you can read about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; by the way, here's a great blog filled with lots of recipes of how to make traditional Polish food - &lt;a href="http://polishcooking.blogspot.com/"&gt;Polish Girls Can Cook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Munke26oFc/Tr0S9EzRreI/AAAAAAAAEBE/XVRHEus7jJg/s1600/rogalowa%2Bmichelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Munke26oFc/Tr0S9EzRreI/AAAAAAAAEBE/XVRHEus7jJg/s320/rogalowa%2Bmichelle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673711946026823138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miszelko, to już oficjalne: kocham cię. :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3517207232672917569?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3517207232672917569/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/wierze-w-zwyky-rodzaj-magii-to.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3517207232672917569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3517207232672917569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/wierze-w-zwyky-rodzaj-magii-to.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0doi7F_jhi4/Tr0TUJvNJ9I/AAAAAAAAEBQ/iMtc04wYw5g/s72-c/rogal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3703230126165785084</id><published>2011-11-09T14:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:04:24.324+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOI9Emc9F8/TrmfcYeVsXI/AAAAAAAAEA4/pExzsRMItcM/s1600/pytanie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOI9Emc9F8/TrmfcYeVsXI/AAAAAAAAEA4/pExzsRMItcM/s320/pytanie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672740515604705650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Odwaga nie zawsze jest głośna. Czasem odwaga to ten cichutki głos, który słyszysz pod koniec dnia i który mówi: 'Jutro znowu spróbuję.'"&lt;br /&gt;/Mary Ann Radmacher/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Courage  doesn't always roar.  Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end  of the day that says I'll try again tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;/Mary Anne Radmacher/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolejne pytanie na Collage Caffe. tutaj możecie zobaczyć odpowiedzi &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/jak-sie-masz-koteczku.html"&gt;Cynki, Tymonsyl i Urtiki&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new pages in our collage caffe altered book questions project. my question this time was:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"How are you, darling?" here you can see &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/11/jak-sie-masz-koteczku.html"&gt;my friends' answers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0ToddxtARQ/TrmfDJo8yVI/AAAAAAAAEAs/3S-SVBMGFtg/s1600/moje%2Bpyt3_lewa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P0ToddxtARQ/TrmfDJo8yVI/AAAAAAAAEAs/3S-SVBMGFtg/s320/moje%2Bpyt3_lewa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672740082125949266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40JbmYnPtH0/Trmeymqu9ZI/AAAAAAAAEAg/uZEirYGfV2I/s1600/moje%2Bpyt3_prawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-40JbmYnPtH0/Trmeymqu9ZI/AAAAAAAAEAg/uZEirYGfV2I/s320/moje%2Bpyt3_prawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672739797860283794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i moja odpowiedź:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and my answer is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtiyKoAE3rI/TrmehBmSzOI/AAAAAAAAEAU/GLWive2ReQ8/s1600/moja%2Bodp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rtiyKoAE3rI/TrmehBmSzOI/AAAAAAAAEAU/GLWive2ReQ8/s320/moja%2Bodp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672739495851773154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3OD0PN19pQ/TrmeMGjwKYI/AAAAAAAAEAI/HYxUHjdmtPw/s1600/moja%2Bodp3_lewa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r3OD0PN19pQ/TrmeMGjwKYI/AAAAAAAAEAI/HYxUHjdmtPw/s320/moja%2Bodp3_lewa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672739136406038914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;niedawno do mojego domu przyleciała kolejna urocza koperta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some time ago yet another adorable envelope reached my house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfXsVL3uSo4/TrmdQ-TiE-I/AAAAAAAAD_8/_GznCRlWVr8/s1600/kopertka%2Bkonstancji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wfXsVL3uSo4/TrmdQ-TiE-I/AAAAAAAAD_8/_GznCRlWVr8/s320/kopertka%2Bkonstancji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672738120578241506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...w środku zaś przepiękny notes, który stworzyła moja ulubiona artystka decoupage'u - &lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Konstancja8&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Kochana, dziękuję ci za tę wielką niespodziankę. notes już zaczął wypełniać się słowami. to było uczucie od pierwszego wejrzenia... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...inside there was this gorgeous notebook created by my favourite decoupage artist - &lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Konstancja8&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqHJO8q-78o/TrmdGKyMzII/AAAAAAAAD_w/zyBrBK_2W4o/s1600/notes%2Bkonstancji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqHJO8q-78o/TrmdGKyMzII/AAAAAAAAD_w/zyBrBK_2W4o/s320/notes%2Bkonstancji.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672737934949534850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3703230126165785084?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3703230126165785084/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/odwaga-nie-zawsze-jest-gosna.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3703230126165785084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3703230126165785084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/11/odwaga-nie-zawsze-jest-gosna.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2NOI9Emc9F8/TrmfcYeVsXI/AAAAAAAAEA4/pExzsRMItcM/s72-c/pytanie3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6280452495747557457</id><published>2011-10-21T15:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:17:58.690+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-19OeUD0LsFw/TpKecgnVxKI/AAAAAAAADtA/6dXOyblBuvw/s1600/wspomnieniamarzenia%2Bu%2Bushii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-19OeUD0LsFw/TpKecgnVxKI/AAAAAAAADtA/6dXOyblBuvw/s320/wspomnieniamarzenia%2Bu%2Bushii.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661761894186599586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Być może naszymi ukochanymi chwilami dzieciństwa są te spędzone z ulubioną książką."&lt;br /&gt;/Marcel Proust/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There are perhaps no days of childhood we loved so fully as those spent with a favourite book."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Marcel Proust/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;żurnalowe strony o marzeniach i wspomnieniach stworzone dla &lt;a href="http://ushiilandia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ushii&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dziewczątko z prawej to mała ja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pages I made for &lt;a href="http://ushiilandia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ushii &lt;/a&gt;in her art journal about memories and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the little girl on the right is me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the left):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ever since I can remember I would retreat into daydreaming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhc7B3x8f0s/TpKeXXE5jRI/AAAAAAAADs4/pLNHX3qra6Q/s1600/wspomnieniamarzenia_lewa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lhc7B3x8f0s/TpKeXXE5jRI/AAAAAAAADs4/pLNHX3qra6Q/s320/wspomnieniamarzenia_lewa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661761805726878994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqfFDJEP3eA/TpKeNIq7mWI/AAAAAAAADsw/9aCe8zYuoy8/s1600/wspomnieniamarzenia_prawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqfFDJEP3eA/TpKeNIq7mWI/AAAAAAAADsw/9aCe8zYuoy8/s320/wspomnieniamarzenia_prawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661761630061173090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wydawało mi się, że nie mam gadżetowych marzeń. dopóki nie przyszła do mnie ta urocza koperta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to think I could do without all those crafty gadgets. until this lovely envelope arrived at my house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R8nm3e37Q4/TpKeF6dowfI/AAAAAAAADso/qDVF-eQYKdk/s1600/patty%2527s%2Benvelope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3R8nm3e37Q4/TpKeF6dowfI/AAAAAAAADso/qDVF-eQYKdk/s320/patty%2527s%2Benvelope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661761505988231666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a w niej jeszcze dwie maleńkie kopertki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...inside of which there were these two cute tiny envelopes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6e9uICIMOBw/TpKdM-jxZRI/AAAAAAAADsg/TxwS80WtD6k/s1600/kopertki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6e9uICIMOBw/TpKdM-jxZRI/AAAAAAAADsg/TxwS80WtD6k/s320/kopertki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661760527835161874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a w środku najlepszy ze wszystkich stempli!!!&lt;br /&gt;i jeśli teraz spojrzycie jeszcze raz na strony u Ushii - stempel już wystąpił. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and inside one of them my very favourite rubber stamp!!!&lt;br /&gt;if you look again - THE stamp made its first appearance on journal pages above. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LlLPYw9pGMQ/TpKdHpmHm9I/AAAAAAAADsY/acMUAfHg6o4/s1600/THE%2Bstamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LlLPYw9pGMQ/TpKdHpmHm9I/AAAAAAAADsY/acMUAfHg6o4/s320/THE%2Bstamp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661760436308515794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a tę niesamowita niespodziankę zawdzięczam &lt;a href="http://bitze.wordpress.com/"&gt;Patty&lt;/a&gt;, której ciepło i serce miało już okazję poznać wiele z was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and I owe this amazing surprise to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://bitze.wordpress.com/"&gt;Patty &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is world known for her warmth and huge huge heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih5JlV16RJ8/TpKc5GAkxuI/AAAAAAAADsQ/x0COD2ui3Ow/s1600/patty%2527s%2Bcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ih5JlV16RJ8/TpKc5GAkxuI/AAAAAAAADsQ/x0COD2ui3Ow/s320/patty%2527s%2Bcard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661760186237634274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kartka jej rąk oczywiście.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patty also spoiled me with the gorgeous card above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patty, I won't exaggerate that I was moved to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you from the bottom of my heART..... ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6280452495747557457?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6280452495747557457/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/byc-moze-naszymi-ukochanymi-chwilami.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6280452495747557457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6280452495747557457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/byc-moze-naszymi-ukochanymi-chwilami.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-19OeUD0LsFw/TpKecgnVxKI/AAAAAAAADtA/6dXOyblBuvw/s72-c/wspomnieniamarzenia%2Bu%2Bushii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6079261675838150886</id><published>2011-10-10T09:56:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T10:21:29.132+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRRSfQH-Ho/TpKlUfzeEGI/AAAAAAAADtI/yyslPuNqex8/s1600/lato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRRSfQH-Ho/TpKlUfzeEGI/AAAAAAAADtI/yyslPuNqex8/s320/lato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661769453111480418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kiedy burza minie nie będziesz pamietać jak to wytrzymałeś, jak udało ci się przetrwać. Nie będziesz nawet pewien czy już naprawdę po wszystkim. Lecz jedno jest pewne. Kiedy przetrwasz burzę, bedziesz zupełnie nową osobą. I o to właśnie chodzi w burzy."&lt;br /&gt;/Haruki Murakami/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what the storm is all about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Haruki Murakami/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/10/deser-lato-2011.html"&gt;pożegnanie lata w Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt; - nasz kolejny sezonowy deser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each season on Collage Caffe we "meet" to create collages from a set of the same elements. take a look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/10/deser-lato-2011.html"&gt;our farewell to the summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"that's how the summer went by"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6079261675838150886?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6079261675838150886/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/kiedy-burza-minie-nie-bedziesz-pamietac.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (7)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6079261675838150886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6079261675838150886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/kiedy-burza-minie-nie-bedziesz-pamietac.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkRRSfQH-Ho/TpKlUfzeEGI/AAAAAAAADtI/yyslPuNqex8/s72-c/lato.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2581994169508712389</id><published>2011-10-01T12:18:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:30:25.654+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlSG4zKael0/TobpJdJl8kI/AAAAAAAADrY/hciD7aUrjqs/s1600/zmiany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlSG4zKael0/TobpJdJl8kI/AAAAAAAADrY/hciD7aUrjqs/s320/zmiany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658466330490565186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wszystkie zmiany, nawet te najbardziej wytęsknione, mają w sobie smutek, ponieważ żegnamy się z częścią nas samych. Musimy umrzeć dla jednego życia zanim wejdziemy w następne."&lt;br /&gt;/Anatole France/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy, for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Anatole France/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a certain era has ended. / I'm afraid I'm not very good at it yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stempel linijkowy z mojego stemplowego raju - &lt;a href="http://scrappo.pl/#"&gt;Scrappo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pani Karolino, dziękuję za ściśnięcie w gardle... już jestem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2581994169508712389?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2581994169508712389/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/wszystkie-zmiany-nawet-te-najbardziej.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2581994169508712389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2581994169508712389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/10/wszystkie-zmiany-nawet-te-najbardziej.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BlSG4zKael0/TobpJdJl8kI/AAAAAAAADrY/hciD7aUrjqs/s72-c/zmiany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6890857680801983605</id><published>2011-09-09T21:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T16:01:28.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjScH1OesdY/TmpmAoIJoeI/AAAAAAAADo8/-LWL9BArjfc/s1600/deszcz%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjScH1OesdY/TmpmAoIJoeI/AAAAAAAADo8/-LWL9BArjfc/s320/deszcz%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650440843447345634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Głównym wrogiem twórczości jest zdrowy rozsądek."&lt;br /&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The chief enemy of creativity is common sense."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ale się narobiło. Polki mnie Scrapują. mnie. nie-skraperkę... ;)&lt;br /&gt;kto ciekaw może udać się do &lt;a href="http://polki-scrapuja.ning.com/forum/topics/gosc-portalu-wrzesien-2011-2-16"&gt;Polek&lt;/a&gt;, a wszyscy niezrzeszeni mogą sobie poczytać o {&lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/p/zwywiadowana.html"&gt;TU&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;br /&gt;praca powstała na wyzwanie, z którym możecie się zmierzyć właśnie na PS.&lt;br /&gt;chodzi o to, żeby poprzesadzać. :) ja oczywiście zaszalałam ze słowami i moimi ulubionymi retro panciami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was invited by a Polish portal called "Polki Scrapują" to be their September guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's in Polish but in case you were curious you can read the interview translated {&lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/p/interviewed.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the work above was created for a challenge that I was supposed to organize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I called it "The Rain of Words" and the task of our talented Polish girls is to create a work that will be all about exaggeration - I asked to use nothing but one's favourite techniques/images/tools etc. pure fun, don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I went for words and texts (the ones in the background don't make much sense) &amp;amp; my beloved vintage ladies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the texts on the ladies):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"my thing/usually the portraits of beautiful women/I sing the words to myself/sometimes so strangely powerful/I shiver carried by an unknown force/days and nights I think/is it ordinary?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6890857680801983605?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6890857680801983605/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/gownym-wrogiem-tworczosci-jest-zdrowy.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6890857680801983605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6890857680801983605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/gownym-wrogiem-tworczosci-jest-zdrowy.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZjScH1OesdY/TmpmAoIJoeI/AAAAAAAADo8/-LWL9BArjfc/s72-c/deszcz%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6753632124519207907</id><published>2011-09-08T17:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T17:23:58.291+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='płotna/canvases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KcA2ATYBOk/TmjcbcB3joI/AAAAAAAADoQ/Ndhf1-pdyEM/s1600/horror%2Bvacui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KcA2ATYBOk/TmjcbcB3joI/AAAAAAAADoQ/Ndhf1-pdyEM/s320/horror%2Bvacui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650008096474893954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Za dużo w dzisiejszych czasach wiemy o ludziach, za dużo słyszymy. Uszy, mózgi, usta mamy pełne rozmaitych osób."&lt;br /&gt;/Henry James/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nowadays, we know too much about other people, we hear too much. Our ears, our brains, our lips are full of all sorts of persons."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Henry James/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolaż na płótnie, który powstał pod auspicjami &lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finnabair&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;collage on canvas created under the guidance of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finnabair&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6753632124519207907?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6753632124519207907/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/za-duzo-w-dzisiejszych-czasach-wiemy-o.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6753632124519207907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6753632124519207907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/za-duzo-w-dzisiejszych-czasach-wiemy-o.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KcA2ATYBOk/TmjcbcB3joI/AAAAAAAADoQ/Ndhf1-pdyEM/s72-c/horror%2Bvacui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6170861481622499419</id><published>2011-09-01T21:11:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:21:05.858+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WIX8WzQOqs/Tl_ZE6j1_DI/AAAAAAAADns/cBuEq3yHof0/s1600/jak%2Bby%25C4%2587%2Bsob%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WIX8WzQOqs/Tl_ZE6j1_DI/AAAAAAAADns/cBuEq3yHof0/s320/jak%2Bby%25C4%2587%2Bsob%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647471136208190514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nikt nie może być dokładnie taki, jak ja. Nawet ja sama mam z tym czasem problem."&lt;br /&gt;/Tallulah Bankhead/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nobody can be exactly like me. Sometimes even I have trouble doing  it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Tallulah Bankhead/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oto odpowiedź na jedno z najtrudniejszych pytań, z którym przyszło mi się zmierzyć.&lt;br /&gt;zadane przez &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtikę &lt;/a&gt;brzmiało: "Jak być sobą?"&lt;br /&gt;koniecznie udajcie się do Collage Caffe zobaczyć &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/09/wciaz-pytamy.html"&gt;odpowiedzi &lt;/a&gt;moich ulubionych Kolażowych Kawiarek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my answer to one of the hardest questions I have ever been asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica &lt;/a&gt;who asked us: "How to be yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/09/wciaz-pytamy.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see the answers of my Collage Caffe friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"go beyond youself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6170861481622499419?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6170861481622499419/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/nikt-nie-moze-byc-dokadnie-taki-jak-ty.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (13)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6170861481622499419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6170861481622499419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/09/nikt-nie-moze-byc-dokadnie-taki-jak-ty.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WIX8WzQOqs/Tl_ZE6j1_DI/AAAAAAAADns/cBuEq3yHof0/s72-c/jak%2Bby%25C4%2587%2Bsob%25C4%2585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8831335735068605273</id><published>2011-08-31T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T21:03:42.209+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYYRDKvJNvg/Tl6A_1JZEgI/AAAAAAAADnk/vX240qTrZLg/s1600/teraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYYRDKvJNvg/Tl6A_1JZEgI/AAAAAAAADnk/vX240qTrZLg/s320/teraz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647092816855765506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nie przemierzysz morza po prostu stojąc na brzegu i na nie patrząc."&lt;br /&gt;/Rabindranath Tagore/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can't cross the sea merely by standing and staring at the sea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Rabindranath Tagore/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jedna z moich ulubionych comiesięcznych tradycji - wspólne ogólnopolskie cięcie gazet.&lt;br /&gt;zapraszam do oglądu na &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/biografie.html"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is one of my favourite monthly traditions - collaging from the same magazine with my Polish blogland friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take a look {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/biografie.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the collage above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I have achieved such freedom of expression that I can do whatever I please."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rq3kNHbb1qM/Tl6A0wM35oI/AAAAAAAADnc/O93zdNfqkYk/s1600/prosta%2Bhistoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rq3kNHbb1qM/Tl6A0wM35oI/AAAAAAAADnc/O93zdNfqkYk/s320/prosta%2Bhistoria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647092626549630594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"simple housewife/she looks out of the window, cleans and gets to know her neighbours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8831335735068605273?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8831335735068605273/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nie-przemierzysz-morza-po-prostu-stojac.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8831335735068605273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8831335735068605273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nie-przemierzysz-morza-po-prostu-stojac.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oYYRDKvJNvg/Tl6A_1JZEgI/AAAAAAAADnk/vX240qTrZLg/s72-c/teraz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2537352950974003079</id><published>2011-08-26T22:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T22:12:50.061+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIKvWwfQvcY/Tlaw1MRe2ZI/AAAAAAAADf8/sKIHCfWJbis/s1600/emily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIKvWwfQvcY/Tlaw1MRe2ZI/AAAAAAAADf8/sKIHCfWJbis/s320/emily.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644893610829601170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"nie umiem powiedzieć słowem&lt;br /&gt;nie słowem tęsknię"&lt;br /&gt;/Halina Poświatowska/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I can't say with a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not with a word do I yearn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Halina Poświatowska/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mój wpis do &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2011/07/emily.html"&gt;niezwykłego żurnala Cynki&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;trzeba było spotkać się z Emily Dickinson.&lt;br /&gt;spędziłyśmy razem niezwykły wieczór.&lt;br /&gt;tekst po lewej jest fragmentem z &lt;a href="http://www.poema.art.pl/site/itm_82727_emily_dickinson_if_you_were_coming_in_the_fallgdybys_mial_przyjsc_jesienia.html"&gt;tego wiersza&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2011/07/emily.html"&gt;this incredible round robin art journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; started off by my friend Cynka.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she asked us to meet with Emily Dickinson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and I must say I spent a wonderful evening in her company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class=" down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Link" class="gl_link" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{the text on the left - from &lt;a href="http://www.poema.art.pl/site/itm_82727_emily_dickinson_if_you_were_coming_in_the_fallgdybys_mial_przyjsc_jesienia.html"&gt;this poem&lt;/a&gt;}:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"If you were coming in the Fall/I'd brush the Summer by/With half a smile, and half a spurn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moja skrzynka pocztowa ma ostatnio wyjątkowo dobre dni...&lt;br /&gt;dzisiaj otworzyłam kopertę od LaWenduli wypełnioną wszystkim co lubię, a na dodatek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my mail box's been having such a great time recently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today I opened an envelope from LaWendula filled with everything I adore and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZxFqi978Bg/Tlf8AjG98uI/AAAAAAAADhs/jj3BP-SYhwU/s1600/lawendula.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZxFqi978Bg/Tlf8AjG98uI/AAAAAAAADhs/jj3BP-SYhwU/s320/lawendula.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645257744286872290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...zostałam dumną właścicielką jednej z jej cudnych kolażowych książeczek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...I am a proud owner of one of her gorgeous Collage Mini Books!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sister, thank you ever so much! ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2UIH30koh4/Tlf7vFZ2dpI/AAAAAAAADhk/323U0_VryPQ/s1600/lawendula_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f2UIH30koh4/Tlf7vFZ2dpI/AAAAAAAADhk/323U0_VryPQ/s320/lawendula_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645257444255233682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WMw0kkgcJ7k/Tlf7iTROp7I/AAAAAAAADhc/Zlag5-rAGiU/s1600/lawendula1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WMw0kkgcJ7k/Tlf7iTROp7I/AAAAAAAADhc/Zlag5-rAGiU/s320/lawendula1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645257224638867378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kpQiA0cvlU/Tlf7WwT54-I/AAAAAAAADhU/Xj8qvxFEtiY/s1600/lawendula2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8kpQiA0cvlU/Tlf7WwT54-I/AAAAAAAADhU/Xj8qvxFEtiY/s320/lawendula2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645257026276287458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARL0ijKklWM/Tlf7RBrAAcI/AAAAAAAADhM/qPIztzyNTKk/s1600/lawendula3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ARL0ijKklWM/Tlf7RBrAAcI/AAAAAAAADhM/qPIztzyNTKk/s320/lawendula3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645256927857344962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0w4gU7OeSg/Tlf7LOyhTAI/AAAAAAAADhE/CUDgRXXiXTU/s1600/lawendula_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 211px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0w4gU7OeSg/Tlf7LOyhTAI/AAAAAAAADhE/CUDgRXXiXTU/s320/lawendula_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645256828299332610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2537352950974003079?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2537352950974003079/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nie-umiem-powiedziec-sowem-nie-sowem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2537352950974003079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2537352950974003079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nie-umiem-powiedziec-sowem-nie-sowem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TIKvWwfQvcY/Tlaw1MRe2ZI/AAAAAAAADf8/sKIHCfWJbis/s72-c/emily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-7158996442220970260</id><published>2011-08-25T14:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:21:12.445+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zdjęchttp://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifia/photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Am7YgUoZvio/TlY5XurqJ4I/AAAAAAAADf0/_85m0A3j40Y/s1600/ogr%25C3%25B3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Am7YgUoZvio/TlY5XurqJ4I/AAAAAAAADf0/_85m0A3j40Y/s320/ogr%25C3%25B3d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644762262786418562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Im ciszej jesteś, tym więcej możesz usłyszeć."&lt;br /&gt;/Baba Ramdas/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The quieter you become, the more you can hear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Baba Ramdas/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taki mi "Dziwny ogród" wyrósł wyhodowany na inspiracji obrazem Józefa Mehoffera {poniżej}.&lt;br /&gt;a w Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/mehoffera.html"&gt;więcej ogrodów&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-znowu-kwiaty.html"&gt;kwiatki &lt;/a&gt;nauczone od Craftypantek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this collage was inspired by the painting you can see below - it's "Strange Garden" by Józef Mehoffer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on Collage Caffe you can see &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/mehoffera.html"&gt;the visions of my friends&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I made my flowers using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-znowu-kwiaty.html"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the texts say):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I don't need anything else/to escape there/some calm/to be in silence/art/without rush/alone with myself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkDNcO1t59w/TlY5RP1Q_AI/AAAAAAAADfs/pofd4ya_0QE/s1600/Dziwny_ogrod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FkDNcO1t59w/TlY5RP1Q_AI/AAAAAAAADfs/pofd4ya_0QE/s320/Dziwny_ogrod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644762151425997826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;z tym obrazem łączą się jedne z moich najmilszych wspomnień krakowskich.&lt;br /&gt;bo do "Dziwnego ogrodu" można wejść...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this very garden is part of my favourite Cracow memories. the painter's house was turned into a &lt;a href="http://www.museums.krakow.travel/en/muzea/id,89,title,national-museum-in-krakow.html"&gt;museum &lt;/a&gt;and you can see his garden there as well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9cSIZAWFH8/TlY5MBhajvI/AAAAAAAADfk/IjczqN_I8yQ/s1600/dom%2Bmehoffera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9cSIZAWFH8/TlY5MBhajvI/AAAAAAAADfk/IjczqN_I8yQ/s320/dom%2Bmehoffera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644762061685296882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...to było niesamowite uczucie - znaleźć się w środku obrazu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...it was an incredible feeling - to enter the painting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBolO3bS5l8/TlY5HjDX3NI/AAAAAAAADfc/E1aphAh_wuw/s1600/dom%2Bmehoffera2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBolO3bS5l8/TlY5HjDX3NI/AAAAAAAADfc/E1aphAh_wuw/s320/dom%2Bmehoffera2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644761984786750674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...można usiąść w cudownej ciszy i spędzić cały dzień...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...you can sit there in perfect silence and spend the whole day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgM-QdcOhgY/TlY5DIx6eSI/AAAAAAAADfU/Ly5PMqSv28s/s1600/dom%2Bmehoffera_kawiarnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bgM-QdcOhgY/TlY5DIx6eSI/AAAAAAAADfU/Ly5PMqSv28s/s320/dom%2Bmehoffera_kawiarnia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644761909014722850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...pijąc doskonałą kawę...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...drinking perfect coffee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uSxrDI4KzM/TlY4-X-X-0I/AAAAAAAADfM/8dl8N9ZxFZg/s1600/dom%2Bmehoffera_kawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uSxrDI4KzM/TlY4-X-X-0I/AAAAAAAADfM/8dl8N9ZxFZg/s320/dom%2Bmehoffera_kawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644761827194174274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...i żurnalując.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and journaling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPdSekqp1Ak/TlY45C8WHVI/AAAAAAAADfE/8BwlWvoXBmc/s1600/dom%2Bmehoffera_%25C5%25BCurnal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPdSekqp1Ak/TlY45C8WHVI/AAAAAAAADfE/8BwlWvoXBmc/s320/dom%2Bmehoffera_%25C5%25BCurnal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644761735649172818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gorąco polecam. hałaśliwa ulica Krupnicza kryje w zanadrzu "dziwny ogród", z którego trudno jest wyjść. {gdyby ktoś szukał to &lt;a href="http://www.muzeum.krakow.pl/O-muzeum.79.0.html"&gt;proszę &lt;/a&gt;i &lt;a href="http://www.muzeum.krakow.pl/NewsItem.307.0.html?&amp;amp;cHash=f8ccba7a7daa509d3804838b4fa4572f&amp;amp;tx_ttnews[backPid]=74&amp;amp;tx_ttnews[tt_news]=4021"&gt;proszę&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you ever visit Cracow, make sure you see this magical place. it's in really busy Krupnicza Street (very near the centre) but if you enter this "Strange garden" you may find it difficult to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a w mojej skrzynce zawitały smakołyki od &lt;a href="http://leekre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lee &lt;/a&gt;z Kanady w ramach Szybkiej Wymiany zorganizowanej niedawno przez &lt;a href="http://lawendula.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaWendulę&lt;/a&gt;. starocie tak, jak lubię, urocze stemple i rozmaite przydasie, które jeszcze muszę rozpracować do czego służą. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and in my mailbox - a Quick Swap (organized by &lt;a href="http://lawendula.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaWendula&lt;/a&gt;) envelope from &lt;a href="http://leekre.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lee &lt;/a&gt;from Canada.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some of my favourite things inside - vintage papers and images, delicious stamps and art supplies not yet available here in Poland.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee, thanks a million! I can't wait to sit at my desk and play play play! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiucGPzvHeo/TlYyAQcGNbI/AAAAAAAADe8/vUwcAQzkIOs/s1600/lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QiucGPzvHeo/TlYyAQcGNbI/AAAAAAAADe8/vUwcAQzkIOs/s320/lee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644754162949698994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-7158996442220970260?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/7158996442220970260/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/taki-mi-dziwny-ogrod-wyros-wyhodowany.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (13)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7158996442220970260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7158996442220970260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/taki-mi-dziwny-ogrod-wyros-wyhodowany.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Am7YgUoZvio/TlY5XurqJ4I/AAAAAAAADf0/_85m0A3j40Y/s72-c/ogr%25C3%25B3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-582432369816118861</id><published>2011-08-16T23:20:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T23:25:08.223+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjP0qHVzio/TkrVAEtIu0I/AAAAAAAADd0/I-tjOsBX5Do/s1600/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bdobrze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjP0qHVzio/TkrVAEtIu0I/AAAAAAAADd0/I-tjOsBX5Do/s320/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bdobrze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641555680474741570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nadejdzie czas/kiedy, w uniesieniu,/powitasz siebie/w swoich własnych drzwiach, w swoim własnym lustrze,/i uśmiechniecie się do siebie na powitanie"&lt;br /&gt;/Derek Walcott/&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;a href="http://czebutykin.blog.interia.pl/?id=2053185"&gt;wiersz w całości&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The time will come/when, with elation/you will greet yourself arriving/at your own door, in your own mirror/and each will smile at the other's welcome"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Derek Walcott}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://thechocolatechipwaffle.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-after-love-by-derek-walcott.html"&gt;the full poem&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5tkVNZjfg8/TkrU6Ho_5FI/AAAAAAAADds/r4RCafhP17A/s1600/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bdobrze_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E5tkVNZjfg8/TkrU6Ho_5FI/AAAAAAAADds/r4RCafhP17A/s320/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bdobrze_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641555578183476306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"everything will be all right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-582432369816118861?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/582432369816118861/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nadejdzie-czaskiedy-w.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/582432369816118861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/582432369816118861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/nadejdzie-czaskiedy-w.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjP0qHVzio/TkrVAEtIu0I/AAAAAAAADd0/I-tjOsBX5Do/s72-c/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bdobrze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1900964589119325157</id><published>2011-08-14T21:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T21:25:44.531+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qxjUCFdw1Q/TkgfcnH0E8I/AAAAAAAADdU/04Y-chU7JNs/s1600/sufra%25C5%25BCowa%2Bpe%25C5%2582nia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qxjUCFdw1Q/TkgfcnH0E8I/AAAAAAAADdU/04Y-chU7JNs/s320/sufra%25C5%25BCowa%2Bpe%25C5%2582nia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640793109680100290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dlaczego kobiety nie biorą się do działania? Jest tak, ponieważ wiele z nich czuje się, jakby czekały aż ktoś im powie: 'Jesteś dobra, jesteś ładna, daję ci pozwolenie.'"&lt;br /&gt;/Eve Ensler/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why are women immobile? Beacues so many feel like they're waiting for someone to say: 'You're good, you're pretty, I give you permission.'"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Eve Ensler/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolejna pełnia. tym razem myślałyśmy o &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/osme-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;"kobietach wyklętych"&lt;/a&gt;, buntownicach, czarownicach, tym, które szły pod prąd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another full moon. this month's topic were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/08/osme-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;women-rebels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, all those who dared to go against the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the mutiny of good fairies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-1900964589119325157?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/1900964589119325157/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/dlaczego-kobiety-nie-biora-sie-do.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (7)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1900964589119325157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1900964589119325157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/dlaczego-kobiety-nie-biora-sie-do.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qxjUCFdw1Q/TkgfcnH0E8I/AAAAAAAADdU/04Y-chU7JNs/s72-c/sufra%25C5%25BCowa%2Bpe%25C5%2582nia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-958100868717259226</id><published>2011-08-04T14:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T14:35:52.835+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUnBjYbb1Qs/TjqNewR7ZRI/AAAAAAAADXU/wu58AEli_0M/s1600/help_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUnBjYbb1Qs/TjqNewR7ZRI/AAAAAAAADXU/wu58AEli_0M/s320/help_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636973443103286546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Droga jest drogą, nawet we mgle."&lt;br /&gt;/cytat znaleziony &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lawendula/5977701784/"&gt;w żurnalu LaWenduli&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A path is a path even in fog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/a quote found in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lawendula/5977701784/"&gt;LaWendula's journal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mój wpis do żurnala &lt;a href="http://agnieszka-anna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agnieszki-Anny&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;trzeba było zilustrować dowolną piosenkę Bitelsów. byle w bieli.&lt;br /&gt;to była wyczerpująca emocjonalnie praca i wcale nie słuchałam przy niej "Help", tylko tego:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://agnieszka-anna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agnieszka-Anna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'s round robin art journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she asked us to illustrate any song by The Beatles and to do it in monochromatic white. I chose "Help". these pages were really exhausting emotionally for me so instead of listening to the proper song I played this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JI-o25K6B-E?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="143" width="200"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2WPqUqTgWYM/TjqNagxgDTI/AAAAAAAADXM/2csj9SV5kQA/s1600/help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2WPqUqTgWYM/TjqNagxgDTI/AAAAAAAADXM/2csj9SV5kQA/s320/help.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636973370221268274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the highlited words are):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"this pain/less distinct, less definite/ doubts/something is aching, pressing, disturbing/the consciousness/they are all-consuming/suffering/touch us deeper/pain comes unexpectedly/it may be unbearable/sensitivity/while being exhausted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwh3w6o4tvo/TjqNM7lJt3I/AAAAAAAADXE/P82P6nhECX4/s1600/help_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zwh3w6o4tvo/TjqNM7lJt3I/AAAAAAAADXE/P82P6nhECX4/s320/help_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636973136899061618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a tak wygląda z tyłu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the back page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3761564605616000969-958100868717259226?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/958100868717259226/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/droga-jest-droga-nawet-we-mgle.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/958100868717259226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/958100868717259226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/droga-jest-droga-nawet-we-mgle.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUnBjYbb1Qs/TjqNewR7ZRI/AAAAAAAADXU/wu58AEli_0M/s72-c/help_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4336439438494682947</id><published>2011-08-03T21:20:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T21:57:32.141+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qA-Sb3usoZk/TjmgCwtAwKI/AAAAAAAADWw/A3uF6J8bjWs/s1600/wolfann%25262_16%2Bw%2Bkulturalnej.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qA-Sb3usoZk/TjmgCwtAwKI/AAAAAAAADWw/A3uF6J8bjWs/s320/wolfann%25262_16%2Bw%2Bkulturalnej.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636712377924763810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"{z wywiadu}:&lt;br /&gt;- Gdyby w pana domu wybuchł ogień, jaki przedmiot zabrałby pan ze sobą uciekając?&lt;br /&gt;{Jean Cocteau}:&lt;br /&gt;- Ogień!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"{interviewer}:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- If your house were on fire, which object would you take with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{Jean Cocteau}:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The fire!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolaż powyżej rozpoczęła &lt;a href="http://wolfann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wolfann&lt;/a&gt;, a ja dodałam do niego swoje trzy grosiki.&lt;br /&gt;to mały niepozorny kolażyk bez imponujących technicznych efektów specjalnych, ale ogromnie go lubię, bo dobrze oddaje to, co ostatnio dzieje się w moim twórczym życiu - projekt wędrujących żurnali z wolna przeobraża się w coś więcej.&lt;br /&gt;w spotkania. w zachwyty i olśnienia. w wymianę myśli i inspiracji. w ogień! ;)&lt;br /&gt;kochane Żurnalistki, dobrze, że jesteście. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the collage above was started by a friend of mine - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wolfann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I just added some comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's a modest little collage with no technical special effects but I like it a lot because it's a perfect illustration of what's been going in my life lately. what I mean is the round robin art journal project which is slowly transforming itself into something more than just a journal exchange. it's about meeting great artists, illuminations. exchange of thoughts and inspirations. the fire! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the elements - extraordinary women/sometimes it's hard to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's a little bit weird, you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is admiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am I supposed to say how I feel?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na przykład wczoraj.&lt;br /&gt;na ulicy Ząbkowskiej na warszawskiej Pradze odkryłyśmy te niesamowite prace na ścianach jednej z kamienic.&lt;br /&gt;są to prace Joli Kudeli (jej sztukę możecie obejrzeć &lt;a href="http://yolastreetart.blogspot.com/"&gt;TUTAJ &lt;/a&gt;i &lt;a href="http://yolart.net/"&gt;TUTAJ&lt;/a&gt;} - duże naklejki udające freski, zazwyczaj wieszane w miejscach otwartych na działanie wiatru i deszczu. wtulone - wtopione w stare mury.&lt;br /&gt;w rolach cudownych kobiet Botticellego wystąpiły panie z praskiego Domu Pomocy Społecznej.&lt;br /&gt;{wszystkie zdjęcia autorstwa &lt;a href="http://agnieszka-anna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agnieszki-Anny&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our Warsaw part of the team met yesterday and take a look what we discovered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the works below were made by Jola Kudela (you can read about her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://yolastreetart.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://yolart.net/"&gt;HERE &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- both sites are in English as Jola works all around the world) - they are huge stickers that were attached to the old walls of pre-war tenement houses. they are there - gradually destroyed by time and weather which add their extra touches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{all photos by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://agnieszka-anna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Agnieszka-Anna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these gorgeous Botticelli's ladies are pensioners from a nearby day care centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLharQHugUQ/Tjmf8LGhVtI/AAAAAAAADWo/4e6RIcJ7q1U/s1600/primavera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HLharQHugUQ/Tjmf8LGhVtI/AAAAAAAADWo/4e6RIcJ7q1U/s320/primavera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636712264751994578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;powyżej moja ulubiona - Primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;above - my favourite - Primavera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsnOck1iV6o/Tjmf0AJp9iI/AAAAAAAADWg/x5X0mVQ75pc/s1600/trzy%2Bgracje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qsnOck1iV6o/Tjmf0AJp9iI/AAAAAAAADWg/x5X0mVQ75pc/s320/trzy%2Bgracje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636712124373399074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noVaQXkPcs0/TjmfpdXX0yI/AAAAAAAADWY/p95X--MQpSI/s1600/jola%2Bkundela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-noVaQXkPcs0/TjmfpdXX0yI/AAAAAAAADWY/p95X--MQpSI/s320/jola%2Bkundela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636711943236997922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4336439438494682947?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4336439438494682947/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/z-wywiadu-gdyby-w-pana-domu-wybuch.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4336439438494682947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4336439438494682947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/z-wywiadu-gdyby-w-pana-domu-wybuch.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qA-Sb3usoZk/TjmgCwtAwKI/AAAAAAAADWw/A3uF6J8bjWs/s72-c/wolfann%25262_16%2Bw%2Bkulturalnej.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-846113808349191761</id><published>2011-08-01T22:34:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T22:44:51.300+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0dcNezE7b4/TjcN8wwdMeI/AAAAAAAADV4/zdMhjjgPuNw/s1600/brakuj%25C4%2585cy%2Belement.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0dcNezE7b4/TjcN8wwdMeI/AAAAAAAADV4/zdMhjjgPuNw/s320/brakuj%25C4%2585cy%2Belement.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635988796208919010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Pamięć jest straszliwa. Człowiek może o czymś zapomnieć - ona nie. Po  prostu odkłada rzeczy do odpowiednich przegródek. Przechowuje dla ciebie  różne sprawy albo je przed tobą skrywa - i kiedy chce, to ci to  przypomina. Wydaje ci się, że jesteś panem swojej pamięci, ale to  odwrotnie - pamięć jest twoim panem."&lt;br /&gt;/John Irving/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't.  It simply files  things away.  It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and  summons them to your recall with will of its own.  You think you have a  memory; but it has you!"      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/John Irving/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tradycyjnie co miesiąc tniemy tę samą gazetkę na Collage Caffe. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/07/ksiazki-zostay-pociete.html"&gt;zajrzyjcie koniecznie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as usual, once a month we collage the same magazine. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/07/ksiazki-zostay-pociete.html"&gt;take a look&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the missing element"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-846113808349191761?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/846113808349191761/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/pamiec-jest-straszliwa.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/846113808349191761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/846113808349191761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/08/pamiec-jest-straszliwa.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W0dcNezE7b4/TjcN8wwdMeI/AAAAAAAADV4/zdMhjjgPuNw/s72-c/brakuj%25C4%2585cy%2Belement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-886849095087192431</id><published>2011-07-29T21:25:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T21:37:28.443+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZsD6IbX7Pc/TjMJcIkN16I/AAAAAAAADVw/KMvZdOaNurs/s1600/d%25C5%25BAwi%25C4%2599ki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZsD6IbX7Pc/TjMJcIkN16I/AAAAAAAADVw/KMvZdOaNurs/s320/d%25C5%25BAwi%25C4%2599ki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634857937710995362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Rozwój to bardzo nieregularny ruch: dwa kroki w przód, jeden krok w tył. Pamiętaj o tym i bądź dla siebie łagodna."&lt;br /&gt;/Julia Cameron/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Growth is an erratic forward movement: two steps forward, one step back. Remember that and be very gentle with yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Julia Cameron/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dostałam niedawno kopertę od &lt;a href="http://drycha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drychy&lt;/a&gt;. i tak mi się poukładało.&lt;br /&gt;Umiłowana Kierowniczko Nasza - Dryszko, uściski!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;once I got an envelope from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://drycha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drycha &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here's how I put the contents together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FM, thank you for reminding me of Julia Cameron. thank you for being there. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the collage above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sounds from the other side of the mirror/what are you afraid of?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyhBvJ8Z0d4/TjMJXc03r3I/AAAAAAAADVo/znFL9RsH6kE/s1600/tygrysica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyhBvJ8Z0d4/TjMJXc03r3I/AAAAAAAADVo/znFL9RsH6kE/s320/tygrysica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634857857250209650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And who is that? I call her the Queen/She drove men to despair"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-886849095087192431?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/886849095087192431/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/rozwoj-to-bardzo-nieregularny-ruch-dwa.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/886849095087192431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/886849095087192431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/rozwoj-to-bardzo-nieregularny-ruch-dwa.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QZsD6IbX7Pc/TjMJcIkN16I/AAAAAAAADVw/KMvZdOaNurs/s72-c/d%25C5%25BAwi%25C4%2599ki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-7315078616800072895</id><published>2011-07-28T14:49:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T14:56:54.139+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54P7D9dqE4Y/TjE423H42HI/AAAAAAAADVQ/TvflinE6gFI/s1600/s%25C5%2582owo%2Bu%2Bczeko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54P7D9dqE4Y/TjE423H42HI/AAAAAAAADVQ/TvflinE6gFI/s320/s%25C5%2582owo%2Bu%2Bczeko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634347123978328178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sukces nie polega wyłącznie na tym, co osiągniesz w życiu, ale na tym, do czego zainspirujesz innych."&lt;br /&gt;/?/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Success isn't just about what you accomplish in your life, it's about what you inspire others to do."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/?/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mój wpis w żurnalu &lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Czekoczyny&lt;/a&gt;. trzeba było wybrać swoje ulubione słowo. tylko jedno...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Czekoczyna&lt;/a&gt;'s round robin journal. our task was to choose one word. just one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mine (on the tag) is: Strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qpvOMX2Wl1I/TjE4uAnD9kI/AAAAAAAADVI/I0bzDzVBxAc/s1600/kobiety%2Bu%2Bczeko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qpvOMX2Wl1I/TjE4uAnD9kI/AAAAAAAADVI/I0bzDzVBxAc/s320/kobiety%2Bu%2Bczeko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634346971906176578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7qmVQOgvFM/TjE4oz5pUaI/AAAAAAAADVA/mpu_WqAX3Z8/s1600/si%25C5%2582a%2Bjest%2Bkobiet%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7qmVQOgvFM/TjE4oz5pUaI/AAAAAAAADVA/mpu_WqAX3Z8/s320/si%25C5%2582a%2Bjest%2Bkobiet%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634346882595115426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the other side of the tag):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"strength is a woman."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-7315078616800072895?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/7315078616800072895/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/sukces-nie-polega-wyacznie-na-tym-co.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (7)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7315078616800072895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7315078616800072895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/sukces-nie-polega-wyacznie-na-tym-co.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54P7D9dqE4Y/TjE423H42HI/AAAAAAAADVQ/TvflinE6gFI/s72-c/s%25C5%2582owo%2Bu%2Bczeko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4196903684661279846</id><published>2011-07-27T18:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T22:58:23.485+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQfeJTkdEeo/TjBAdHaJvOI/AAAAAAAADU4/YXP3Sk3R6s8/s1600/zazdro%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQfeJTkdEeo/TjBAdHaJvOI/AAAAAAAADU4/YXP3Sk3R6s8/s320/zazdro%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634074002789612770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Każdy talent ma dwóch wrogów: wielbiciela i zazdrośnika."&lt;br /&gt;/Albert Emil Brachvogel/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Every talent has two enemies: the admirer and the jealous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Albert Emil Brachvogel/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to moja odpowiedź na pytanie &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;: "W co ubiera się zazdrość?"&lt;br /&gt;dopasowana do siatkowego wyzwania &lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/07/zarzucamy-sieci.html"&gt;Craftypantek&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;wcześniej siatka otulała nektarynki. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;} odpowiedzi moich Kochanych Kolażystek z Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my journaling answer to &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;'s question: "What does jealousy wear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"in a corset"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's also my entry to &lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/07/zarzucamy-sieci.html"&gt;Craftypantki&lt;/a&gt;'s challenge which was to use some sort of net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my net is from a basket with nectarines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011_08_01_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see the answers of my darling Collage Cafffe friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4196903684661279846?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4196903684661279846/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazdy-talent-ma-dwoch-wrogow.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4196903684661279846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4196903684661279846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazdy-talent-ma-dwoch-wrogow.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uQfeJTkdEeo/TjBAdHaJvOI/AAAAAAAADU4/YXP3Sk3R6s8/s72-c/zazdro%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6901479789543950818</id><published>2011-07-17T15:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T15:39:37.634+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3ztEHYj0Lc/TiLkQV9QXbI/AAAAAAAADRI/cWrVgR-xGK0/s1600/moje%2Bserce_rozk%25C5%2582ad%25C3%25B3wka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3ztEHYj0Lc/TiLkQV9QXbI/AAAAAAAADRI/cWrVgR-xGK0/s320/moje%2Bserce_rozk%25C5%2582ad%25C3%25B3wka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630313453589650866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sztuka jest dla mnie stanem, nie osiągnięciem."&lt;br /&gt;/Margaret Anderson/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Art to me is a state; it doesn't need to be an accomplishment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Margaret Anderson/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mój wpis w wędrującym żurnalu &lt;a href="http://wolfann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wolfann&lt;/a&gt;. poniżej okładka, a więcej zdjęć tego cuda {&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.255864081095044.86576.198476690167117"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;br /&gt;zadaniem było wykorzystanie motywu serca załączonego w kopertce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my entry in &lt;a href="http://wolfann.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wolfann&lt;/a&gt;'s round robin art journal. below you can see the cover of her gorgeous journal and some more photos {&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.255864081095044.86576.198476690167117"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only rule was to use this black and white image of the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"beauty with no special effects"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYg0VximGdE/TiLkL9fYyyI/AAAAAAAADRA/VQsfIJjbzhU/s1600/artjournal%2Bwolfann.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYg0VximGdE/TiLkL9fYyyI/AAAAAAAADRA/VQsfIJjbzhU/s320/artjournal%2Bwolfann.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630313378302446370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O988l94tEAs/TiLkGNGjkvI/AAAAAAAADQ4/Pqij3sgkU1I/s1600/moje%2Bserce1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O988l94tEAs/TiLkGNGjkvI/AAAAAAAADQ4/Pqij3sgkU1I/s320/moje%2Bserce1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630313279414047474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pierwsza strona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;front page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaQYioDA7ek/TiLj75n5MGI/AAAAAAAADQw/EfI5sO6SDBE/s1600/moje%2Bserce_sztuka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NaQYioDA7ek/TiLj75n5MGI/AAAAAAAADQw/EfI5sO6SDBE/s320/moje%2Bserce_sztuka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630313102386475106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the word in the middle):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"art"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtlXc84532E/TiLjyq4dBxI/AAAAAAAADQo/pF6e1Vi9KNY/s1600/moje%2Bserce_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MtlXc84532E/TiLjyq4dBxI/AAAAAAAADQo/pF6e1Vi9KNY/s320/moje%2Bserce_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630312943810578194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tył&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"one needs to have a passion in their life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6901479789543950818?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6901479789543950818/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/sztuka-jest-dla-mnie-stanem-nie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6901479789543950818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6901479789543950818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/sztuka-jest-dla-mnie-stanem-nie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t3ztEHYj0Lc/TiLkQV9QXbI/AAAAAAAADRI/cWrVgR-xGK0/s72-c/moje%2Bserce_rozk%25C5%2582ad%25C3%25B3wka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-7301336566456384627</id><published>2011-07-15T22:58:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:12:06.595+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtMm7aOa28U/TiCqMKgQzTI/AAAAAAAADQg/WkMH02rOPok/s1600/ch%25C5%2582opy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtMm7aOa28U/TiCqMKgQzTI/AAAAAAAADQg/WkMH02rOPok/s320/ch%25C5%2582opy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629686660167945522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Idealny mężczyzna powinien zawsze mówić więcej, niż myśli, i zawsze więcej myśleć, niż mówi."&lt;br /&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Ideal Man... He should always say much more than he means, and always mean much more than he says."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z okazji kolejnej pełni świętowanej na  Collage Caffe - w tym miesiącu o męskości.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;celebrating Full Moon on Collage Caffe. this month was all about masculinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3iedoYA6DfA/TiCqEaizMzI/AAAAAAAADQY/9rj7Bk1avN4/s1600/znajd%25C5%25BA%2Br%25C3%25B3%25C5%25BCnic%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3iedoYA6DfA/TiCqEaizMzI/AAAAAAAADQY/9rj7Bk1avN4/s320/znajd%25C5%25BA%2Br%25C3%25B3%25C5%25BCnic%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629686527034602290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"how are they different from each other?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7m1TJR0TqI0/TiCp9X-AV3I/AAAAAAAADQQ/EF19iEgq_K8/s1600/kwartet%2Bm%25C4%2599ski.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7m1TJR0TqI0/TiCp9X-AV3I/AAAAAAAADQQ/EF19iEgq_K8/s320/kwartet%2Bm%25C4%2599ski.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629686406084319090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a dreamer/that bastard/prince charming/his royal highness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-7301336566456384627?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/7301336566456384627/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/idealny-mezczyzna-powinien-zawsze-mowic.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7301336566456384627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7301336566456384627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/idealny-mezczyzna-powinien-zawsze-mowic.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NtMm7aOa28U/TiCqMKgQzTI/AAAAAAAADQg/WkMH02rOPok/s72-c/ch%25C5%2582opy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-5308631332918599049</id><published>2011-07-12T23:31:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T23:51:46.063+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='żurnal w podróży/travelling art journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dneh6axQWg/Thy9rxXHNsI/AAAAAAAADP0/7FrQqqx0NwY/s1600/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_ok%25C5%2582adka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dneh6axQWg/Thy9rxXHNsI/AAAAAAAADP0/7FrQqqx0NwY/s320/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_ok%25C5%2582adka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628582193988581058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"drzazga mojej wyobraźni&lt;br /&gt;czasem zapala się od słowa"&lt;br /&gt;/Halina Poświatowska/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a splinter of my imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sometimes flares up from a word"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Halina Poświatowska/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i zaczęło się.&lt;br /&gt;to będzie jeden z najbardziej ekscytujących projektów, w których mam przywilej brać udział.&lt;br /&gt;wraz z 19 niezwykłymi (i zdecydowanie zbyt skromnymi) Artystkami rozpoczynamy akcję żurnali wędrujących.&lt;br /&gt;dzisiaj miałam okazję zobaczyć kilka z tych albumów "na żywo" i jestem więcej niż pewna, że będzie to niesamowite doświadczenie. już jest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dziękuję za spotkanie w oparach absurdu. wystarczy tylko oblać się nawzajem kawą, wyjąć nożyczki (rozmaitych rozmiarów) na stół i...wskoczyć głową w sam środek kolażu. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this will definitely be one of the most exciting projects I've been honoured to take part in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;together with my 19 incredible (and way too modest) Artist friends we have just started the exchange of round robin art journals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;above  - the photo of the cover of my journal. its title is: "The Taste of Words", hence the quote today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHhC1C5Nuh8/Thy9na-9ltI/AAAAAAAADPs/N8E-n_sSYPs/s1600/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHhC1C5Nuh8/Thy9na-9ltI/AAAAAAAADPs/N8E-n_sSYPs/s320/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_intro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628582119262230226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;strony wstępu + pouczenie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my intro pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cD46VVXan40/Thy9hXD5YNI/AAAAAAAADPk/G-DVaUyoD5A/s1600/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_koperta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cD46VVXan40/Thy9hXD5YNI/AAAAAAAADPk/G-DVaUyoD5A/s320/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_koperta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628582015129968850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mój pomysł polega na tym, że do koperty (na zdjęciu powyżej) włożyłam około 200 wycinków - zdania, myśli, cytaty, etc. drogie żurnalistki będą mogły wybrać sobie te słowa, które je zainspirują.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the idea is that I put around 200 cuttings into an envelope (the photo above) - random words, quotes, sentences, etc. my journaling friends will choose the words that will inspire them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"words to taste" + random definitions cut out from a vintage dictionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwWbpzV9yWQ/Thy9cbxJh5I/AAAAAAAADPc/R2eQ2Dwwddk/s1600/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_ty%25C5%2582ek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cwWbpzV9yWQ/Thy9cbxJh5I/AAAAAAAADPc/R2eQ2Dwwddk/s320/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_ty%25C5%2582ek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628581930494166930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tył zeszyciku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the back of my journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5bBKXTsOnsY/Thy9V_tEl8I/AAAAAAAADPU/sGCzM_FIpr0/s1600/%25C5%25BCurnalowy%2Bwst%25C4%2599p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5bBKXTsOnsY/Thy9V_tEl8I/AAAAAAAADPU/sGCzM_FIpr0/s320/%25C5%25BCurnalowy%2Bwst%25C4%2599p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628581819881658306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i moja pierwsza strona z istotnym przesłaniem. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and my first page with a very important message which says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the most important thing is not to be afraid"&lt;br /&gt;the circled word is the definition of "create"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-5308631332918599049?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/5308631332918599049/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/drzazga-mojej-wyobrazni-czasem-zapala.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (22)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5308631332918599049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5308631332918599049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/drzazga-mojej-wyobrazni-czasem-zapala.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Dneh6axQWg/Thy9rxXHNsI/AAAAAAAADP0/7FrQqqx0NwY/s72-c/smak%2Bs%25C5%2582%25C3%25B3w_ok%25C5%2582adka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-979304454977754873</id><published>2011-07-12T00:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:59:16.053+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='płotna/canvases'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfuMfRbRRuI/Tht96UDA3CI/AAAAAAAADPM/FhK7ZaMU-64/s1600/marzenia%2Bna%2Bjawie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfuMfRbRRuI/Tht96UDA3CI/AAAAAAAADPM/FhK7ZaMU-64/s320/marzenia%2Bna%2Bjawie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628230600096799778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Każdego dnia spędź trochę czasu słuchając co próbuje powiedzieć ci twoja muza."&lt;br /&gt;/św. Bartłomiej/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Spend time every day listening to what your muse is trying to tell you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Saint Bartholomew/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niewielkie płótno popełnione z sympatii dla uroczej &lt;a href="http://kardamonowa.blox.pl/html"&gt;Kardamonowej&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;w tle wiadomo - hit &lt;a href="http://pestki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piekielnej Owcy&lt;/a&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a small canvas I made for charming &lt;a href="http://kardamonowa.blox.pl/html"&gt;Kardamonowa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the background paper is the latest hit design by my other Polish blog friend - &lt;a href="http://pestki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Piekielna Owca&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the top):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dictionary definition of "daydreaming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the lady):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"right this evening"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-979304454977754873?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/979304454977754873/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazdego-dnia-spedz-troche-czasu.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/979304454977754873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/979304454977754873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazdego-dnia-spedz-troche-czasu.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XfuMfRbRRuI/Tht96UDA3CI/AAAAAAAADPM/FhK7ZaMU-64/s72-c/marzenia%2Bna%2Bjawie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2333818656813244382</id><published>2011-07-08T23:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T23:20:27.995+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPJxRHKPstU/ThYHCECctXI/AAAAAAAADOg/AkJYmL2m1t8/s1600/deser%2Bwiosenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPJxRHKPstU/ThYHCECctXI/AAAAAAAADOg/AkJYmL2m1t8/s320/deser%2Bwiosenny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626692516471158130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Każda kobieta ma swoją porę, w której rozkwita."&lt;br /&gt;/?/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Every woman has a season to be in bloom."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/?/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EPDdWW_O4eU/ThYGnWvvNCI/AAAAAAAADOQ/tcutyIKKAbw/s1600/deser%2Bwiosenny.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kolejne pory roku celebrujemy na Collage Caffe przygotowaniem specjalnego deseru. każda z nas po kolei przygotowuje zestaw elementów, z którego powstają smakowitości. do degustacji za każdym razem zapraszamy Gościa Specjalnego, którym wiosną była &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guriana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;pańcia powyżej to moja Pani Wiosna spreparowana z &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynkowych &lt;/a&gt;skrawków. deserem wiosennym możecie poczęstować się &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/07/nasz-deser-wiosna-2011.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;together with my friends from Collage Caffe we decided to celebrate each season of the year by preparing special collage kits which we call our Desserts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the lady above is my Miss Spring and &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/07/nasz-deser-wiosna-2011.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;you can see some more springtime art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the lady):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"she will be calm"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NsuZfixXmk/ThYGyd3zCmI/AAAAAAAADOY/xqL7U4tbp2U/s1600/mardi%2Bgras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5NsuZfixXmk/ThYGyd3zCmI/AAAAAAAADOY/xqL7U4tbp2U/s320/mardi%2Bgras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626692248527899234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pańcia Zimowa powstała z elementów, którymi częstowała &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica&lt;/a&gt;. hasło przewodnie: Mardi Gras. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/03/nasz-deser.html"&gt;tutaj &lt;/a&gt;więcej zimowego deseru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Wintertime Lady was created from elements themed Mardi Gras. my friends' art over &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/03/nasz-deser.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"here everything is possible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2333818656813244382?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2333818656813244382/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazda-kobieta-ma-swoja-pore-w-ktorej.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2333818656813244382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2333818656813244382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/kazda-kobieta-ma-swoja-pore-w-ktorej.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPJxRHKPstU/ThYHCECctXI/AAAAAAAADOg/AkJYmL2m1t8/s72-c/deser%2Bwiosenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-9192348141255526849</id><published>2011-07-04T17:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T17:45:02.399+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0t1f-APEzuk/ThHeg-SJ-gI/AAAAAAAADOA/j2FPBI-9s60/s1600/wszystko%2Bjest%2Bmo%25C5%25BCliwe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0t1f-APEzuk/ThHeg-SJ-gI/AAAAAAAADOA/j2FPBI-9s60/s320/wszystko%2Bjest%2Bmo%25C5%25BCliwe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625522067618789890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Większość cieni w naszym życiu bierze się stąd, że sami zasłaniamy sobie słońce."&lt;br /&gt;/R. W. Emerson/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Most of the shadows of our life are caused by standing in our own sunshine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/R. W. Emerson/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"don't forget/that everything is possible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-9192348141255526849?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/9192348141255526849/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/wiekszosc-cieni-w-naszym-zyciu-bierze.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (13)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/9192348141255526849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/9192348141255526849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/wiekszosc-cieni-w-naszym-zyciu-bierze.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0t1f-APEzuk/ThHeg-SJ-gI/AAAAAAAADOA/j2FPBI-9s60/s72-c/wszystko%2Bjest%2Bmo%25C5%25BCliwe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8241720334151994878</id><published>2011-07-02T22:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T23:20:25.439+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIEvSXuSFV4/Tg-G4NKhExI/AAAAAAAADN4/k-BA-Q4qTSY/s1600/poszarpana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIEvSXuSFV4/Tg-G4NKhExI/AAAAAAAADN4/k-BA-Q4qTSY/s320/poszarpana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624862759773606674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"[...] jej ciało, ze wszystkimi jego możliwościami, wydawało się niczym, zupełnie niczym. Miała to dziwne uczucie bycia niewidzialną, niewidzianą, nieznaną."&lt;br /&gt;/Virginia Woolf/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[...] this body, with all its capacities, seemed nothing - nothing at all. She had the oddest sense of being herself invisible; unseen; unknown."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Virginia Woolf/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w tym miesiącu na stolikach w Collage Caffe zagościł "Twój Styl''. a że "szukamy czegoś więcej niż tuszu u rzęs" (jak to &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2011/07/twoj-styl.html"&gt;cudnie skolażowała Cynka&lt;/a&gt;) powstało wiele niebanalnych prac - {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;br /&gt;jak co miesiąc fascynującym jest zobaczyć jak różne treści wyłaniają się z tego samego materiału.&lt;br /&gt;zapraszamy do Kawiarni! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each month on Collage Caffe we decide on the same magazine to collage. and every single time it's fascinating to see &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;the variety of our works&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"slightly frazzled"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8241720334151994878?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8241720334151994878/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8241720334151994878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8241720334151994878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VIEvSXuSFV4/Tg-G4NKhExI/AAAAAAAADN4/k-BA-Q4qTSY/s72-c/poszarpana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6051427807888034399</id><published>2011-06-30T16:59:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T17:08:34.141+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgbmdesZeVI/TgyPh-W2V0I/AAAAAAAADM4/8OktOxTsbcE/s1600/szukaj%25C4%2585c%2Bsiebie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgbmdesZeVI/TgyPh-W2V0I/AAAAAAAADM4/8OktOxTsbcE/s320/szukaj%25C4%2585c%2Bsiebie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624027848516196162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A więc pamiętaj - w trudną porę&lt;br /&gt;Marzeń masz być ambasadorem."&lt;br /&gt;/Czesław Miłosz/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And so remember - in difficult times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You have to be dreams' advocate."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Czesław Miłosz/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;{dla Kiki}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. a przy okazji - czy ktoś z moich miłych czytelników może wie jak oficjalnie wygląda tłumaczenie tego fragmentu? to z "Traktatu moralnego".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"looking for yourself/you are going to need/strength"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6051427807888034399?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6051427807888034399/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/wiec-pamietaj-w-trudna-pore-marzen-masz.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6051427807888034399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6051427807888034399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/wiec-pamietaj-w-trudna-pore-marzen-masz.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZgbmdesZeVI/TgyPh-W2V0I/AAAAAAAADM4/8OktOxTsbcE/s72-c/szukaj%25C4%2585c%2Bsiebie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-853086615614173621</id><published>2011-06-28T19:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T19:54:54.910+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kartki/cards'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08uUPT6z-s/TgoQFo-eXiI/AAAAAAAADMY/DxieE35m4U4/s1600/trzeba%2Bczasem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08uUPT6z-s/TgoQFo-eXiI/AAAAAAAADMY/DxieE35m4U4/s320/trzeba%2Bczasem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623324773810331170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Styl polega na tym, żeby wiedzieć kim jesteś, co chcesz powiedzieć i nie przejmować się całą resztą."&lt;br /&gt;/Gore Vidal/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Style is knowing who you are, knowing what you want to say, and not giving a damn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Gore Vidal/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta kartka powstała jako dowód mojej czystej żywej i nieukrywanej sympatii dla &lt;a href="http://uhkgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;UHKa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;zgłosiłam moją skromną panienkę na zlotowy konkurs, zajęłam drugie miejsce i zostałam obsypana cudnymi UHKowymi papierami. za co bardzo dziękuję!&lt;br /&gt;koniecznie zobaczcie jakie &lt;a href="http://uhkgallery.blogspot.com/2011/06/po-konkursowo-z-niespodzianka.html"&gt;cudne kartki&lt;/a&gt; powstały na UHKowe wezwanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{foto kradzione od pani Uli ;) }&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is a card that I made for a contest organized by a wonderful lady known as &lt;a href="http://uhkgallery.blogspot.com/"&gt;UHK&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you must know that apart from being a very talented paper artist she is also one of those people that you fall in love with at first sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my card won the second place in the competition and I got loads of gorgeous papers designed and sold by UHK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make sure you see &lt;a href="http://uhkgallery.blogspot.com/2011/06/po-konkursowo-z-niespodzianka.html"&gt;all the beautiful cards&lt;/a&gt; that were entered!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSNze45rdPY/TgoPqxNSrYI/AAAAAAAADMQ/AekGKFtT70M/s1600/trzeba%2Bczasem%2Bpod%2Bsp%25C3%25B3dnic%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sSNze45rdPY/TgoPqxNSrYI/AAAAAAAADMQ/AekGKFtT70M/s320/trzeba%2Bczasem%2Bpod%2Bsp%25C3%25B3dnic%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623324312163495298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the front of the card):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "sometimes you need to say"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (and when you look under the lady's dress):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I don't give a damn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; {a very free translation ;)}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-853086615614173621?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/853086615614173621/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/styl-polega-na-tym-zeby-wiedziec-kim.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (17)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/853086615614173621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/853086615614173621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/styl-polega-na-tym-zeby-wiedziec-kim.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z08uUPT6z-s/TgoQFo-eXiI/AAAAAAAADMY/DxieE35m4U4/s72-c/trzeba%2Bczasem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8614614691679834499</id><published>2011-06-23T17:01:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:52:56.373+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lj-ABdHg_A8/TgNWXRF55KI/AAAAAAAADLU/u0ux_jhccfU/s1600/pasja%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lj-ABdHg_A8/TgNWXRF55KI/AAAAAAAADLU/u0ux_jhccfU/s320/pasja%2B2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621431717613659298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ludzie mogą zapomnieć, co powiedziałeś, ale nigdy nie zapomną, jak poczuli się z twojego powodu."&lt;br /&gt;/Carl Buechner/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Carl Buechner/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i po Zlocie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;powyższa praca (tak, tak, kolejne LO. ale robię je tylko na Zloty. albo jak Finn mi każe. :) ) powstała na doroczny Zlotowy konkurs i spotkała się z wyróżnieniem, za które pięknie dziękuję komisji losującej. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;moje ulubione momenty Zlotowe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. móc znowu uścisnąć Gurianę, Michelle, Dryszkę i Anai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. pozaglądać przez ramię tworzącym Agnieszce-Annie, Mamami, Wolfann, Finn i Czekoczynie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. uścisnąć "realną" dłoń Ushii i Pasiakowej.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. pouwielbiać UHK i poprzeszkadzać Zusssce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. zaszaleć u Tusi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma się rozumieć.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last Saturday we had the annual meeting of (almost) all the crafty ladies in Poland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there were workshops, shows, stalls selling supplies and competitions. it was noisy and inspiring. I had so much fun meeting some of my best blogland friends and having a chance to get to know some new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the work above was created for our annual contest themed: Passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the words are the names and nicks of some of my favorite creative artists that I got to know thanks to my blog adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNhc50wmbvo/TgNWJi_wIPI/AAAAAAAADLM/JWTnIDkdsr4/s1600/pude%25C5%2582ko%2Bivy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SNhc50wmbvo/TgNWJi_wIPI/AAAAAAAADLM/JWTnIDkdsr4/s320/pude%25C5%2582ko%2Bivy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621431481901523186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w tradycyjnej wymianie dostałam to misternie wykonane pudełko od &lt;a href="http://www.scrapgaleria-ivy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ivy&lt;/a&gt;. a w środku kwiatki, wstążki, koronki, kopertki - wszystko to, czego nam nigdy nie dość, prawda? a na dokładkę urocza kartka wykonana przez Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;raz jeszcze dziękuję!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every year there is a handmade box swap and this year I got this beautifully made box from &lt;a href="http://www.scrapgaleria-ivy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ivy&lt;/a&gt;. it was filled with ribbons, flowers, lace and all sorts of delicious goodies we can never have enough of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TTCxAsDzTy4/TgNWAoCQPKI/AAAAAAAADLE/OiTBFG8Z5VQ/s1600/moi%2Bpar%2Bpasiak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TTCxAsDzTy4/TgNWAoCQPKI/AAAAAAAADLE/OiTBFG8Z5VQ/s320/moi%2Bpar%2Bpasiak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621431328635370658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pierwszy raz w życiu ktoś namalował mój portret. :)&lt;br /&gt;dzieło pędzla przeuroczej &lt;a href="http://pasiakowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pasiakowej&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the first time someone painted my portrait. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the above work is a watercolor by a very talented illustrator - &lt;a href="http://pasiakowa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pasiakowa&lt;/a&gt;. who happens to be one of the sweetest girls ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OH3xeDbO-uU/TgNV6zWQpuI/AAAAAAAADK8/oLuNB5cKDU0/s1600/miszelkowe%2Bdary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OH3xeDbO-uU/TgNV6zWQpuI/AAAAAAAADK8/oLuNB5cKDU0/s320/miszelkowe%2Bdary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621431228592858850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kochana &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;postanowiła zrekompensować mi to, że mam daleko do Poznania...&lt;br /&gt;z targu staroci przyjechało to, co 2:16 lubi najbardziej.&lt;br /&gt;Miszelka świadkiem, że dreszcz był mnie przeszedł...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a co dostałam od Dryszki? o tym w następnym odcinku...... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my darling friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brought me these gorgeous old books to make up for the fact that we leave far from each other and we can't visit flea markets together. isn't she the best?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8614614691679834499?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8614614691679834499/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/ludzie-moga-zapomniec-co-powiedziaes.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (25)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8614614691679834499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8614614691679834499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/ludzie-moga-zapomniec-co-powiedziaes.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lj-ABdHg_A8/TgNWXRF55KI/AAAAAAAADLU/u0ux_jhccfU/s72-c/pasja%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-5380712753500529635</id><published>2011-06-13T20:07:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T20:25:03.494+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='płotna/canvases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWYJiGUhpfE/TfZSLrCqJJI/AAAAAAAADJY/sM3nbIjxeNM/s1600/grunge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWYJiGUhpfE/TfZSLrCqJJI/AAAAAAAADJY/sM3nbIjxeNM/s320/grunge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617767945677186194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bądź sobą. Przede wszystkim pozwól, aby to kim i czym jesteś i to, w co wierzysz było widoczne w każdym zdaniu, które piszesz, w każdej pracy, którą tworzysz."&lt;br /&gt;/John Jakes/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/John Jakes/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to moja druga praca powstała na Czempińskim warsztacie prowadzonym przez &lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finn&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;zadanie było jeszcze trudniejsze niż &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-kursie-matematycznym-kazdy-problem.html"&gt;Potuszowane Paluszki&lt;/a&gt;, bo Creative Grunge jest znakiem firmowym Finnabair.&lt;br /&gt;i znowu rozterka: jak zachować siebie? jak nie kopiować bezmyślnie niepowtarzalnego talentu Finn?&lt;br /&gt;nie wiem na ile mi się to udało, ale miałam dziką przyjemność w nauce warstwowania tła. w cudowny sposób porzuciłam perfekcjonizm na rzecz rozczochrania i przypadku. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. zdjęcia z rączek &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynki&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my second piece that I created during &lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finn&lt;/a&gt;'s class last weekend. this time it was all about Creative Grunge. and again I had the same dilemma as during &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-kursie-matematycznym-kazdy-problem.html"&gt;Inky Fingers&lt;/a&gt; class: how to be myself? how not to mindlessly copy Finn's unique talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know if I succeeded but I had enormous fun learning how to create such a great layering background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. photos by my friend &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5XGwQGSXZY/TfZSDxOx-9I/AAAAAAAADJQ/gPtfbzL7rv0/s1600/grunge_detal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q5XGwQGSXZY/TfZSDxOx-9I/AAAAAAAADJQ/gPtfbzL7rv0/s320/grunge_detal1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617767809899690962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1xN0HF1eKg/TfZR6Ar7zEI/AAAAAAAADJI/wGlz-y61Q_Y/s1600/grunge_detal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U1xN0HF1eKg/TfZR6Ar7zEI/AAAAAAAADJI/wGlz-y61Q_Y/s320/grunge_detal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617767642249808962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"are you suggesting anything, sir?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-5380712753500529635?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/5380712753500529635/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/badz-soba.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5380712753500529635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5380712753500529635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/badz-soba.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWYJiGUhpfE/TfZSLrCqJJI/AAAAAAAADJY/sM3nbIjxeNM/s72-c/grunge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-136369863922851876</id><published>2011-06-09T20:02:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T10:37:40.391+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddPI5PYDV4Y/TfEMGzFt5hI/AAAAAAAADHY/h0FwntwmlY0/s1600/inky%2Bfingers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddPI5PYDV4Y/TfEMGzFt5hI/AAAAAAAADHY/h0FwntwmlY0/s320/inky%2Bfingers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616283521240655378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLkCmTwRcpw/TfEMALsmeZI/AAAAAAAADHQ/RZNgwIcHBmE/s1600/inky%2Bfingers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLkCmTwRcpw/TfEMALsmeZI/AAAAAAAADHQ/RZNgwIcHBmE/s320/inky%2Bfingers2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616283407587113362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brUNrvYNsu4/TfELrM-B8QI/AAAAAAAADHI/RKdK8-4v928/s1600/inky%2Bfingers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-brUNrvYNsu4/TfELrM-B8QI/AAAAAAAADHI/RKdK8-4v928/s320/inky%2Bfingers3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616283047151399170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Na kursie matematycznym każdy problem ma jedną prawidłową odpowiedź i nieskończoną ilość odpowiedzi niewłaściwych. Na kursie sztuki każdy problem ma nieskończoną ilość właściwych odpowiedzi i żadnych nieprawidłowych."&lt;br /&gt;/Gerald Brommer/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In the math classroom each problem has one right answer and an infinite number of wrong ones, but in the art classroom each problem has an infinite number of right answers and no wrong ones."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Gerald Brommer/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;z wolna wracam do rzeczywistości po sobotnim warsztacie Finn, który odbył się na czarodziejskim Cynkowym Poletku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to nie było łatwe zadanie -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;po pierwsze trzeba było wykonać dwa scrapy, a jest się człowiekiem, który tej formy nie uprawia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;po drugie - jak stworzyć coś, co nie będzie siódmą wodą po talencie Finn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ale - jak to gdzieś skomentowała Mrouh (jak zawsze celnie) - Finn ma w tych swoich mgiełkach jakieś tajemnicze substancje, które wyzwalają w człowieku możliwości, o które się nie podejrzewał. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jak wyszło - widać poniżej.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jak było - zajrzyjcie do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/2011/06/cynkowe-poletko-wspomnienie-warsztatowe.html"&gt;Finn &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2011/06/warsztaty.html"&gt;Cynki&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last Saturday I took an amazing class taught by my friend Finn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was not an easy task -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first of all, we were supposed to create two LOs and scrapbooking is not my cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;secondly, it was quite a challenge to create something that would not turn out a meagre copy of Finn's talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the results below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and a sneak peak of the class {&lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/2011/06/cynkowe-poletko-wspomnienie-warsztatowe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} and {&lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/2011/06/warsztaty.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}. the title of the class is Inky Fingers and it was an enormous fun to play with all sorts of mists, inks, masks and such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aTL4RGTKgw/TfELWRgCNqI/AAAAAAAADHA/YcW88b8qKXA/s1600/czempi%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aTL4RGTKgw/TfELWRgCNqI/AAAAAAAADHA/YcW88b8qKXA/s320/czempi%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616282687590512290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROegAZWT4vw/TfELFC0UV_I/AAAAAAAADG4/Uv8K8Oh9nZI/s1600/frota%25C5%25BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ROegAZWT4vw/TfELFC0UV_I/AAAAAAAADG4/Uv8K8Oh9nZI/s320/frota%25C5%25BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616282391591278578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-136369863922851876?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/136369863922851876/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-kursie-matematycznym-kazdy-problem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/136369863922851876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/136369863922851876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/06/na-kursie-matematycznym-kazdy-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ddPI5PYDV4Y/TfEMGzFt5hI/AAAAAAAADHY/h0FwntwmlY0/s72-c/inky%2Bfingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4297231872956972458</id><published>2011-05-27T13:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T13:16:03.528+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/druga_szesnascie/5764783990/sizes/l/in/photostream/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMSbotwgbPY/Td-F-IW1ZWI/AAAAAAAADCk/vtQ28V71hQA/s320/duchy%2Bprzesz%25C5%2582o%25C5%259Bci.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611350963168568674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Wymazać? /.../ Nie należy nic wymazywać, ale uczynić z tego wartość. Bo przecież niczego nie straciłam, a jeśli nawet czegoś nie dostałam, to zawsze dowiedziałam się czegoś o sobie samej."&lt;br /&gt;/Małgorzata Domagalik/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To erase? /.../ One should not erase anything but make it something valuable. After all, I haven't lost anything and even if I haven't received enough, I've learned something new about myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Małgorzata Domagalik/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the word in the collage):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ghosts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4297231872956972458?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4297231872956972458/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/wymazac.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4297231872956972458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4297231872956972458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/wymazac.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMSbotwgbPY/Td-F-IW1ZWI/AAAAAAAADCk/vtQ28V71hQA/s72-c/duchy%2Bprzesz%25C5%2582o%25C5%259Bci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8204656157372133902</id><published>2011-05-25T20:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:59:02.417+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1T2Ji8t4tc/Td1PItu5ahI/AAAAAAAADCc/Vu-R-91lnHs/s1600/olga%2Bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1T2Ji8t4tc/Td1PItu5ahI/AAAAAAAADCc/Vu-R-91lnHs/s320/olga%2Bb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610727721907350034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Od dzieciństwa prześladowała mnie straszna myśl o śnie, który nie kończy się nigdy, gdyż przebudzenie śni się tak samo jak cała reszta."&lt;br /&gt;/Natasza Goerke/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Ever since I was a child I have been haunted by a terrible thought of a dream that never ends because the awakening is a dream like everything else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Natasza Goerke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co jakiś czas przygotowujemy sobie w Collage Caffe Filiżankę Sztuki. tym razem piłyśmy ją w towarzystwie &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BWh7lVrTDM/TWLT299OAPI/AAAAAAAAG-M/ktRJnlKejWQ/s1600/478PX-%257E1.JPG"&gt;"Dziewczynki z chryzantemami" Olgi Boznańskiej&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;koniecznie spójrzcie {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/dziewczynka.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;} jak to się skończyło.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every once in a while together with my Collage Caffe friends we alter some well known Polish painting. this time it was &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9BWh7lVrTDM/TWLT299OAPI/AAAAAAAAG-M/ktRJnlKejWQ/s1600/478PX-%257E1.JPG"&gt;"Girl with Chrysanthemums" by Olga Boznańska&lt;/a&gt;. take a look at the results {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/dziewczynka.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on my collage):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sometimes I escape to another world"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8204656157372133902?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8204656157372133902/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/od-dziecinstwa-przesladowaa-mnie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8204656157372133902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8204656157372133902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/od-dziecinstwa-przesladowaa-mnie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G1T2Ji8t4tc/Td1PItu5ahI/AAAAAAAADCc/Vu-R-91lnHs/s72-c/olga%2Bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1003788844387663312</id><published>2011-05-23T19:32:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:42:39.402+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzdVuhPZd2k/TdqaRD4mpJI/AAAAAAAADCM/R1RpTMcthG4/s1600/w%2Bmojej%2Bg%25C5%2582owie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzdVuhPZd2k/TdqaRD4mpJI/AAAAAAAADCM/R1RpTMcthG4/s320/w%2Bmojej%2Bg%25C5%2582owie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609965903734547602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Twój charakter pisma. Sposób, w jaki chodzisz. Wzór porcelany, które wybierasz. To wszystko cię zdradza. Wszystko jest autoportretem. Wszystko jest dziennikiem."&lt;br /&gt;/Chuck Palahniuk/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Chuck Palahniuk/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka nasza kochana&lt;/a&gt; zadała niełatwe pytanie: "Co masz w głowie?"&lt;br /&gt;na &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/odpowiedzi.html"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt; mozna zobaczyć odpowiedzi moich ulubionych Kolażystek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;my dear friend Cynka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; asked a question: "What's in your head?" and here is my answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/odpowiedzi.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} you can see the interpretations of my Collage Caffe partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can see the translation of the contents of my head {&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/druga_szesnascie/5751247513/in/photostream"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-1003788844387663312?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/1003788844387663312/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/twoj-charakter-pisma.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1003788844387663312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1003788844387663312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/twoj-charakter-pisma.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzdVuhPZd2k/TdqaRD4mpJI/AAAAAAAADCM/R1RpTMcthG4/s72-c/w%2Bmojej%2Bg%25C5%2582owie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3289273000687336031</id><published>2011-05-21T18:38:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T19:26:56.679+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wyzwania/challenges'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBXz9dkxgoY/TdfrNFQVYRI/AAAAAAAADCE/8OtWN1vk0jk/s1600/marzenia%2Bdo%2Bspe%25C5%2582nienia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBXz9dkxgoY/TdfrNFQVYRI/AAAAAAAADCE/8OtWN1vk0jk/s320/marzenia%2Bdo%2Bspe%25C5%2582nienia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609210470894756114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kiedy marzymy w samotności nasze marzenia pozostają tylko marzeniami. Kiedy dzielimy się nimi z innymi, może to być początek nowej rzeczywistości."&lt;br /&gt;/Dom Helder Camara/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When we are dreaming alone it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of new reality."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Dom Helder Camara/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://moligami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molla &lt;/a&gt;zaproponowała piękny temat na Craft Artwork - &lt;a href="http://craftartwork.blogspot.com/2011/05/wyzwanie-z-niespodzianka.html"&gt;Hodujemy marzenia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;powstały te trzy ATC, które chętnie komuś sprezentuję.&lt;br /&gt;i zaklepane!&lt;br /&gt;Kardamonowa, Ankan i Gosia - wstrząsający refleks! ;)&lt;br /&gt;poproszę o wasze adresy na: c_queen@o2.pl&lt;br /&gt;pozdrawiam serdecznie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my friend &lt;a href="http://moligami.blogspot.com/"&gt;Molla &lt;/a&gt;organized a challenge on Craft Artwork blog - I just love the topic: &lt;a href="http://craftartwork.blogspot.com/2011/05/wyzwanie-z-niespodzianka.html"&gt;Cultivating Dreams&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the ATC above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dreams that will come true"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYvHrEcmDL8/TdfrB9w8WiI/AAAAAAAADB0/Js8cQuYmCiM/s1600/mo%25C5%25BCliwe%2Bniemo%25C5%25BCliwe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BYvHrEcmDL8/TdfrB9w8WiI/AAAAAAAADB0/Js8cQuYmCiM/s320/mo%25C5%25BCliwe%2Bniemo%25C5%25BCliwe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609210279905483298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the impossible possible"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7VBS8_2zHg/Tdfq8XCWJnI/AAAAAAAADBs/4sD6BBq0r6s/s1600/hodujemy%2Bmarzenia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7VBS8_2zHg/Tdfq8XCWJnI/AAAAAAAADBs/4sD6BBq0r6s/s320/hodujemy%2Bmarzenia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609210183610148466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"body and soul/beauty/change/secret wishes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a poniżej przemiła niespodzianka od &lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Craftypantek&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;to zaledwie część (!!!) smakowitości papierowych, które od  nich dostałam.&lt;br /&gt;chociaż właściwie podziękowanie należy się &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sikzr5VjVls/TcLubLJKXcI/AAAAAAAAQr0/RkxxFI97iB0/s1600/cp-6-losowanie.jpg"&gt;kocurowi&lt;/a&gt;... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belowe a lovely surprise I received from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Craftypantki &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;having won their monthly challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but my thank you note should actually fly to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sikzr5VjVls/TcLubLJKXcI/AAAAAAAAQr0/RkxxFI97iB0/s1600/cp-6-losowanie.jpg"&gt;the cat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that chose my name in the drawing... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAD00Z26ICk/TdfqpAZWAoI/AAAAAAAADBk/Ny2ooan5wLc/s1600/craftypantki%2Bszalej%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAD00Z26ICk/TdfqpAZWAoI/AAAAAAAADBk/Ny2ooan5wLc/s320/craftypantki%2Bszalej%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609209851115078274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3289273000687336031?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3289273000687336031/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/kiedy-marzymy-w-samotnosci-nasze.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (13)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3289273000687336031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3289273000687336031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/kiedy-marzymy-w-samotnosci-nasze.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dBXz9dkxgoY/TdfrNFQVYRI/AAAAAAAADCE/8OtWN1vk0jk/s72-c/marzenia%2Bdo%2Bspe%25C5%2582nienia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-214274534687510701</id><published>2011-05-18T21:37:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T21:46:18.173+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mufAEsyrmBE/TdQgWBRrtUI/AAAAAAAADA0/Bf-4tvJVAmY/s1600/czy%2Bja%2Bjestem%2Bdziwna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mufAEsyrmBE/TdQgWBRrtUI/AAAAAAAADA0/Bf-4tvJVAmY/s320/czy%2Bja%2Bjestem%2Bdziwna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608142998654924098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jeśli przyjrzeć się bliżej, to ludzie są tak dziwni i skomplikowani, że czyni ich to pięknymi."&lt;br /&gt;/Adlai E. Stevenson/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When you look closely people are so strange and so complicated that they're actually beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Adlai E. Stevenson/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moje pytanie z naszych kolażowych spotkań w Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;oczko na pani mruga. :)&lt;br /&gt;pozostałe odpowiedzi koniecznie do zobaczenia {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/pado-kolejne-pytanie-tak-wyglada-moja.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;br /&gt;a poniżej moja.&lt;br /&gt;panienka-dziwaczka macha nogami i skrzydłami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my question from our Collage Caffe round robin questions art journals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the eye on the lady actually blinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the question):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"am I some kind of weird?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my friends' answers are {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/pado-kolejne-pytanie-tak-wyglada-moja.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} and below you can see mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this lovely lady can move her wings and legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ4JJp9Fd_c/TdQgH-Kj_8I/AAAAAAAADAs/ZinG6h8H5RA/s1600/dziwaczka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ4JJp9Fd_c/TdQgH-Kj_8I/AAAAAAAADAs/ZinG6h8H5RA/s320/dziwaczka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608142757301583810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"maybe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-214274534687510701?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/214274534687510701/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesli-przyjrzec-sie-blizej-to-ludzie-sa.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/214274534687510701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/214274534687510701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesli-przyjrzec-sie-blizej-to-ludzie-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mufAEsyrmBE/TdQgWBRrtUI/AAAAAAAADA0/Bf-4tvJVAmY/s72-c/czy%2Bja%2Bjestem%2Bdziwna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6713440711269556162</id><published>2011-05-11T21:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:26:19.452+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postacie/characters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_SMpaEh2iM/TcrpPJV9oUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/xgUz5-QbFzI/s1600/pan%2Bpewnego%2Bdnia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_SMpaEh2iM/TcrpPJV9oUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/xgUz5-QbFzI/s320/pan%2Bpewnego%2Bdnia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605549132631351618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="left:48pt;bottom:691pt;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'TimesNewRomanPSMT',arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Kiedy będę stara, będę ubierać się na fioletowo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I nosić czerwony kapelusz, który nie będzie mi pasował.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emeryturę będę przepuszczać na brandy, letnie rękawiczki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I atlasowe sandały i będę mówić, że nas nie stać na masło.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gdy się zmęczę, będę siadać na ulicy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Będę się obżerać na promocjach w supermarketach i uruchamiać alarmy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stukać laską po ogrodzeniach&lt;br /&gt;I nadrobię rozsądek młodości.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W czasie deszczu będę wychodzić na pole w kapciach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I będę zrywać kwiaty z cudzych ogródków,&lt;br /&gt;I nauczę się pluć.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/.../&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lecz teraz mamy ubierać się ciepło.&lt;br /&gt;Płacić komorne, nie kląć na ulicy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dawać dobry przykład dzieciom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musimy mieć przyjaciół na obiad i czytać gazety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lecz może powinnam już teraz zacząć trochę ćwiczyć?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tak, żeby znajomi nie byli zbyt zaskoczeni,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiedy się zestarzeję i nagle zacznę ubierać się na fioletowo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Jenny Joseph/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"When I am an old woman I shall wear purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And run my stick along the public railings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And make up for the sobriety of my youth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I shall go out in my slippers in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And pick flowers in other people's gardens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And learn to spit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/.../&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now we must have clothes that keep us dry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And pay our rent and not swear in the street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And set a good example for the children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But maybe I ought to practice a little now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple."&lt;br /&gt;/Jenny Joseph/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Postać #2 - Pan Pewnego Dnia&lt;br /&gt;który powstał pewnej szalonej, twórczej nocy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character #2 - Mister One Fine Day&lt;br /&gt;who turned up on one wild creative night. ;)&lt;br /&gt;(the text says):&lt;br /&gt;"Mister One Fine Day/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;"  &gt;When I am an old woman I shall wear purple&lt;br /&gt;With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="left:48pt;bottom:111pt;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-size:14pt;font-family:'TimesNewRomanPSMT',arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6713440711269556162?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6713440711269556162/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/kiedy-bede-stara-bede-ubierac-sie-na.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6713440711269556162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6713440711269556162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/kiedy-bede-stara-bede-ubierac-sie-na.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_SMpaEh2iM/TcrpPJV9oUI/AAAAAAAAC9g/xgUz5-QbFzI/s72-c/pan%2Bpewnego%2Bdnia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1714749127905916573</id><published>2011-05-10T22:02:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T22:24:39.383+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postacie/characters'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0uws1wAy2c/TcmaUUeiFWI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/Hmmirhf5cv0/s1600/postacie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0uws1wAy2c/TcmaUUeiFWI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/Hmmirhf5cv0/s320/postacie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605180885124126050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Być sobą w świecie, który robi wszystko, co w jego mocy,   dniami i nocami, by zrobić z ciebie przeciętniaka, oznacza toczyć walkę w   najcięższej bitwie w jakiej dane było walczyć ludzkości i która nigdy   się nie skończy.&lt;br /&gt;/e.e.cummings/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"To be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/e.e.cummings/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mój nowy zeszyt, w którym będą występować Postacie. każda strona to inny typ, który opowiada swoją własną historię. moje osobiste alegorie, personifikacje i zmyślone biografie. ;)&lt;br /&gt;tak po prostu. dla zabawy formą i treścią.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my new art journal in which every page will present a different Character. each person will be telling their own stories. I feel like playing with made up biographies. my very personal personifications and allegories. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the cover above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the hagiography of a giggling lady"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4bk2xkm6Q0/TcmZ8cmGYFI/AAAAAAAAC9I/5cJiKrd5ADw/s1600/panna%2Bfochna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4bk2xkm6Q0/TcmZ8cmGYFI/AAAAAAAAC9I/5cJiKrd5ADw/s320/panna%2Bfochna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605180474986487890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Postać #1: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Panna Fochna&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kto raz ją spotkał/nią był - ręka do góry. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Character #1: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Miss Sulky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the right - free translation):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"everything's fine/or maybe not"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sounds familiar? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-1714749127905916573?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/1714749127905916573/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/byc-soba-w-swiecie-ktory-robi-wszystko.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1714749127905916573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1714749127905916573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/byc-soba-w-swiecie-ktory-robi-wszystko.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H0uws1wAy2c/TcmaUUeiFWI/AAAAAAAAC9Q/Hmmirhf5cv0/s72-c/postacie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-780842390407181263</id><published>2011-05-09T13:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:52:25.819+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDjeIjTshNY/TcfWroDE2tI/AAAAAAAAC9A/YxPKK412zqY/s1600/gniew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDjeIjTshNY/TcfWroDE2tI/AAAAAAAAC9A/YxPKK412zqY/s320/gniew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604684306258909906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Zawsze przebaczaj swoim wrogom. Nic ich bardziej nie rozzłości."&lt;br /&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/2011/05/pytanie-drugie.html"&gt;Tymonsyl zapytała gdzie mieszka złość&lt;/a&gt;. doszłam do wniosku, że złość nic mi nie daje. co nie oznacza oczywiście, że nagle zmieniłam się w niewzruszonego mistrza zen. nie, nie, nadal czasem mam ochotę rzucać ciężkimi przedmiotami.&lt;br /&gt;ale odkryłam, że moją siłę znajduję w spokoju.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/kolejna.html"&gt;koniecznie zobaczcie odpowiedzi&lt;/a&gt; jakie padły w Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my friend &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/2011/05/pytanie-drugie.html"&gt;Tymonsyl asked&lt;/a&gt; us "where does anger reside?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my answer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left page - "anger/fury"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right page - "I'd rather take a deep breath"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I came to a conlusion that I don't get anything out of anger in my life. which doesn't mean of course that suddenly I turned into a Zen master. no, I certainly do feel like throwing heavy objects around sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but I discovered that I find my strength in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/kolejna.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; you can see the answers of my Collage Caffe friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-780842390407181263?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/780842390407181263/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/zawsze-przebaczaj-swoim-wrogom.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/780842390407181263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/780842390407181263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/zawsze-przebaczaj-swoim-wrogom.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xDjeIjTshNY/TcfWroDE2tI/AAAAAAAAC9A/YxPKK412zqY/s72-c/gniew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3921443311535145143</id><published>2011-05-06T21:48:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T22:36:48.480+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-xvNcT55n8/TcRSLy0Gt7I/AAAAAAAAC8o/aEk-4rEVhAE/s1600/ju%25C5%25BC%2Bza%2Bchwileczk%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-xvNcT55n8/TcRSLy0Gt7I/AAAAAAAAC8o/aEk-4rEVhAE/s320/ju%25C5%25BC%2Bza%2Bchwileczk%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603694198928095154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wiosna wróciła. Ziemia jest &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jak dziecko co umie wiersze,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dużo, o, dużo wierszy..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Rainer Maria Rilke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;color:White;"  &gt;. . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Spring has returned. The Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is like a child that knows many poems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many, oh so many...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Rainer Maria Rilke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Frühling ist wiedergekommen. Die Erde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ist wie ein Kind, das Gedichte weiß ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; viele, o viele ...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Rainer Maria Rilke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;każdego miesiąca w Collage Caffe atakujemy nożyczkami kolejną gazetę. jakie numery udało nam się wyciąć "Wróżce" zobaczcie {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/wrozka.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;}.&lt;br /&gt;a maj jest miesiącem "Sukcesu". zapraszamy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each month on Collage Caffe we choose to collage the same magazine. {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/05/wrozka.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see the results of one of our "meetings". ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Spring belongs to the brave/any minute now we'll get rid of our coats and huge sweaters. and underneath.../temptation/warning: people will gossip!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:White;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAEgI20obgo/TcRQsQX0esI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/ZJgthJJesio/s1600/dzieje%2Bsi%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vAEgI20obgo/TcRQsQX0esI/AAAAAAAAC8Q/ZJgthJJesio/s320/dzieje%2Bsi%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603692557595081410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"extraordinary things are happening"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;intrygująca. inteligentna. utalentowana. hojna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/2011/05/candy.html"&gt;Czekoczyna zaprasza&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://czekoczyna.blogspot.com/2011/05/candy.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qROTuseoTME/TcRRQbLOU0I/AAAAAAAAC8g/zWa6gRSArEc/s320/czeko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603693178970329922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3921443311535145143?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3921443311535145143/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/wiosna-wrocia.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3921443311535145143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3921443311535145143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/wiosna-wrocia.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R-xvNcT55n8/TcRSLy0Gt7I/AAAAAAAAC8o/aEk-4rEVhAE/s72-c/ju%25C5%25BC%2Bza%2Bchwileczk%25C4%2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2904903755720951547</id><published>2011-05-01T23:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T23:17:31.280+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ITp92TN4TI/Tb3LCbiUDDI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/_sS9CKFeSNI/s1600/wewn%25C4%2599trzny%2Bg%25C5%2582os.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ITp92TN4TI/Tb3LCbiUDDI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/_sS9CKFeSNI/s320/wewn%25C4%2599trzny%2Bg%25C5%2582os.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601856754130619442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nauka ufania własnej intuicji jest formą sztuki i jak każda z nich, wymaga doskonalenia."&lt;br /&gt;/Shakti Gawain/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Learning to trust our intuition is an art form, and like all other art forms, it takes practice to perfect."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Shakti Gawain/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"you should listen to your inner voice/but how not to go mad?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2904903755720951547?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2904903755720951547/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/nauka-ufania-wasnej-intuicji-jest-forma.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2904903755720951547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2904903755720951547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/05/nauka-ufania-wasnej-intuicji-jest-forma.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ITp92TN4TI/Tb3LCbiUDDI/AAAAAAAAC6Q/_sS9CKFeSNI/s72-c/wewn%25C4%2599trzny%2Bg%25C5%2582os.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4961253268649023387</id><published>2011-04-30T16:41:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T17:06:37.303+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='codzienność/everyday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqFtNYEG5Iw/Tbwfwm2auzI/AAAAAAAAC6I/dOK0IpaytFA/s1600/popl%25C4%2585tanie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqFtNYEG5Iw/Tbwfwm2auzI/AAAAAAAAC6I/dOK0IpaytFA/s320/popl%25C4%2585tanie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601386956465027890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Czuła się całkiem zagubiona w swym pragnieniu zrozumienia wszystkiego."&lt;br /&gt;/Gabriel Garcia Marquez/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"She was lost in her longing to understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Gabriel Garcia Marquez/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwietniowe &lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/04/kwiecien-plecien-bo-przeplata.html"&gt;Craftypantki cuda plotą&lt;/a&gt;. ja też chciałam. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;made for a monthly challenge on Craftypantki - in April we were supposed to create somethiing using ordinary &lt;a href="http://craftypantki.blogspot.com/2011/04/kwiecien-plecien-bo-przeplata.html"&gt;string&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"everything's tangled"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4961253268649023387?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4961253268649023387/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/czua-sie-cakiem-zagubiona-w-swym.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4961253268649023387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4961253268649023387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/czua-sie-cakiem-zagubiona-w-swym.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqFtNYEG5Iw/Tbwfwm2auzI/AAAAAAAAC6I/dOK0IpaytFA/s72-c/popl%25C4%2585tanie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6924938269783791866</id><published>2011-04-27T21:52:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T22:00:53.997+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOlkVME3woI/Tbh0E-KlGDI/AAAAAAAAC4U/EJQkNzZsEaE/s1600/by%25C4%2587%2Bczy%2Bmie%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOlkVME3woI/Tbh0E-KlGDI/AAAAAAAAC4U/EJQkNzZsEaE/s320/by%25C4%2587%2Bczy%2Bmie%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600353765390882866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nie zapamiętujemy dni, tylko chwile."&lt;br /&gt;/Cesare Pavese/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We do not remember days, we remember moments."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Cesare Pavese/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica &lt;/a&gt;zapytała nas w swoim zeszycie pytań: "być czy mieć?"&lt;br /&gt;trudne pytanie. chciałoby się być, ale mieć tak bardzo kusi.&lt;br /&gt;wybieram głęboki oddech. a takie &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/kto-pyta.html"&gt;odpowiedzi padły&lt;/a&gt; w Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica &lt;/a&gt;asked us in her questions art journal: "to be or to have?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's such a difficult question. one would love to be but having is so very tempting sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as for me, I choose taking a deep breath. and &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/kto-pyta.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;you can see my Collage Caffe friends' answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left - "to find a miracle in the ordinary"/"this is the moment"/"only here and now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right - "I need nothing more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6924938269783791866?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6924938269783791866/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/nie-zapamietujemy-dni-tylko-chwile.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6924938269783791866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6924938269783791866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/nie-zapamietujemy-dni-tylko-chwile.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jOlkVME3woI/Tbh0E-KlGDI/AAAAAAAAC4U/EJQkNzZsEaE/s72-c/by%25C4%2587%2Bczy%2Bmie%25C4%2587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6481993321445956934</id><published>2011-04-23T14:28:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T14:47:08.773+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panie/ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='czarno-białe/black and white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fmUqBU-K51Y/TbLGI-ffLkI/AAAAAAAAC4E/A-aC_42nqb4/s1600/zasadniczo%2Bwarhol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fmUqBU-K51Y/TbLGI-ffLkI/AAAAAAAAC4E/A-aC_42nqb4/s320/zasadniczo%2Bwarhol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598755144291266114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"To naprawdę trudne i jednocześnie cudowne, kiedy decydujesz się przestać być doskonałą i zaczynasz pracę nad tym, żeby być sobą."&lt;br /&gt;/Anna Quindlen/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The thing that is really hard and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Anna Quindlen/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tę stronę zrobiłam już dawno temu, ale doszłam do wniosku, że pasuje mi do tematu przewodniego Spotkań w Pełni na Collage Caffe. w tym miesiącu są to &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;stereotypy &lt;/a&gt;na temat kobiet.&lt;br /&gt;M.M. jest ich sztandarowym przykładem. coraz trudniej patrzeć na nią bez tego pryzmatu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolejna pełnia 17 maja. zapraszamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is a journal page I made a while ago but today I noticed that it perfectly fits the theme of this month's challenge on &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt; - stereotypes about women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's so difficult to look at M.M. without all sorts of different legends and prejudices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"waiting for a miracle/less and less of myself/why me?/I'm ordinary"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6481993321445956934?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6481993321445956934/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-naprawde-trudne-i-jednoczesnie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6481993321445956934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6481993321445956934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-naprawde-trudne-i-jednoczesnie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fmUqBU-K51Y/TbLGI-ffLkI/AAAAAAAAC4E/A-aC_42nqb4/s72-c/zasadniczo%2Bwarhol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-5448002544590066758</id><published>2011-04-19T22:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:52:23.718+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7XFaT0l1bg/Ta3v51UIosI/AAAAAAAAC3c/CKa7SRMwzZs/s1600/nenufary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7XFaT0l1bg/Ta3v51UIosI/AAAAAAAAC3c/CKa7SRMwzZs/s320/nenufary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597393688734507714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Ludzie dyskutują na temat mojej sztuki i udają, że ją rozumieją. Zupełnie jakby zrozumienie było konieczne. Wystarczy po prostu ją kochać."&lt;br /&gt;/Claude Monet/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" class="sqq" &gt;“People discuss my art and pretend to understand as if it were necessary to understand, when it's simply necessary to love.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Claude Monet/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kupiłam jeszcze jedną suknię &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;przy okazji kwietniowej pełni&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;jest to projekt Rochas (wiosna 2006) zainspirowany obrazami Moneta.&lt;br /&gt;Monet to jeden z moich ulubionych artystów, tak okrutnie spłaszczony przez niezliczone reprodukcje na kubkach, parasolkach, magnesach itp.&lt;br /&gt;ale ta suknia to prawdziwe dzieło sztuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this month's full moon on Collage Caffe - &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;we went shopping&lt;/a&gt; and I bought yet another dress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's from Rochas spring 2006 collection and it was inspired by Monet's paintings of waterlilies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monet is one of my favorite painters, so cruelly treated nowadays, so flattened by the countless copies on mugs, umbrellas, fridge magnets etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but this dress is a work of art in itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the poetry of an object"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyJx9pShHeE/Ta3uqT14d4I/AAAAAAAAC3U/5e5buiaph-A/s1600/monet_ca%25C5%2582o%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jyJx9pShHeE/Ta3uqT14d4I/AAAAAAAAC3U/5e5buiaph-A/s320/monet_ca%25C5%2582o%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597392322539583362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pan z prawej to monsieur Monet oczywiście. zdjęcie dobrze pokazuje rozmiar jednego z obrazów w temacie lilii wodnych.&lt;br /&gt;żadna reprodukcja nie odda wrażenia jakie się ma stojąc przed tym obrazem.&lt;br /&gt;cytat z prawej: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sam motyw jest dla mnie nieistotnym czynnikiem. Tym, co chcę oddać, jest to, co znajduje się pomiędzy motywem a mną." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/Claude Monet/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the gentleman on the left is monsieur Monet himself. the photo shows the real size of one of his waterlilies paintings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no copy will ever render make you feel the way you do standing right in front of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the quote on the left: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"To me, the motif is an insignificant factor;       what I want to reproduce is what lies between the motif and       me." /Claude Monet/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a jeśli podoba wam się ta sukienka z początku {&lt;a href="http://coolechicstylefashion.blogspot.com/2009/08/trend-de-la-creme-for-coutorture-akris.html"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;} znajdziecie więcej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you liked the dress from the beginning, {&lt;a href="http://coolechicstylefashion.blogspot.com/2009/08/trend-de-la-creme-for-coutorture-akris.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;} you can see some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7G0dhJ_uTo/Ta3tp57XiEI/AAAAAAAAC3M/3_2hDuTEKpo/s1600/monet%2Bakris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U7G0dhJ_uTo/Ta3tp57XiEI/AAAAAAAAC3M/3_2hDuTEKpo/s320/monet%2Bakris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597391216071641154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a na sam deser polecam wskoczenie do obrazów Moneta. {&lt;a href="http://www.monet2010.com/en#/home/"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;} możecie pobawić się mgłą, wodą i płatkami maku. wystarczy wybrać "journey". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and a final treat: if you sometimes feel like jumping right inside Monet's paintings, {&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.monet2010.com/en#/home/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} is your chance to play with fog, water and poppies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just choose the journey. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-5448002544590066758?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/5448002544590066758/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/ludzie-dyskutuja-na-temat-mojej-sztuki.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (7)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5448002544590066758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5448002544590066758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/ludzie-dyskutuja-na-temat-mojej-sztuki.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K7XFaT0l1bg/Ta3v51UIosI/AAAAAAAAC3c/CKa7SRMwzZs/s72-c/nenufary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3966506613472535794</id><published>2011-04-18T21:48:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:16:05.730+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJIxt142LUc/TayVr9XfY2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/9xoC67ZdsNM/s1600/awanturnice%2Bi%2Bksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCniczki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJIxt142LUc/TayVr9XfY2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/9xoC67ZdsNM/s320/awanturnice%2Bi%2Bksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCniczki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597013019354686306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"W kobiecie z nową sukienką budzi się nowa dusza."&lt;br /&gt;/Magdalena Samozwaniec/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A brand new soul awakes in a woman along with a new dress."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Magdalena Samozwaniec/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadal &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;w temacie zakupów przy pełni&lt;/a&gt;. ruszyłam po sukienki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;my full moon art journal page - again the theme is shopping. shopping art by my collage friends - {&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;(the text says):&lt;br /&gt;"this season we are putting on the masks of bold adventuresses or refined princesses"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3966506613472535794?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3966506613472535794/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/w-kobiecie-z-nowa-sukienka-budzi-sie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3966506613472535794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3966506613472535794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/w-kobiecie-z-nowa-sukienka-budzi-sie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJIxt142LUc/TayVr9XfY2I/AAAAAAAAC3E/9xoC67ZdsNM/s72-c/awanturnice%2Bi%2Bksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCniczki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4693819378749542293</id><published>2011-04-18T00:36:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:14:53.007+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv85dH6FAoA/TatrqPLTLcI/AAAAAAAAC20/-ZRCVuFglaU/s1600/otwieramy%2Bszafy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv85dH6FAoA/TatrqPLTLcI/AAAAAAAAC20/-ZRCVuFglaU/s320/otwieramy%2Bszafy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596685335310577090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Najszybciej można poznać kobietę wybierając się z nią na zakupy."&lt;br /&gt;/Marcelene Cox/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Marcelene Cox/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z okazji kolejnej pełni na Collage Caffe. w tym miesiącu &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;wybrałyśmy się na zakupy&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we're celebrating this month's full moon on Collage Caffe by going shopping. :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/czwarte-spotkanie-w-peni.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;} you can see some more shopping art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"full moon/we are opening the door wide, the doors of our wardrobes and imaginations"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vbbQrcco9Y/TatswnJmxNI/AAAAAAAAC28/hIeSifFTuG8/s1600/not%2Bshopping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1vbbQrcco9Y/TatswnJmxNI/AAAAAAAAC28/hIeSifFTuG8/s320/not%2Bshopping.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596686544336766162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Jeśli kupujesz mniej niż dziesięć rzeczy to nie liczy się to jako zakupy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4693819378749542293?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4693819378749542293/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/najszybciej-mozna-poznac-kobiete.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4693819378749542293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4693819378749542293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/najszybciej-mozna-poznac-kobiete.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv85dH6FAoA/TatrqPLTLcI/AAAAAAAAC20/-ZRCVuFglaU/s72-c/otwieramy%2Bszafy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2214842412883936243</id><published>2011-04-16T00:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T00:12:26.773+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='portrety/portraits'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN5j84EjKNs/TajA-_wOeEI/AAAAAAAAC2c/b8ffm5Yonk8/s1600/S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN5j84EjKNs/TajA-_wOeEI/AAAAAAAAC2c/b8ffm5Yonk8/s320/S.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595934725505972290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Muza może być zwierciadłem - odbiciem pragnień artysty, jego niepokojów, marzeń i potrzeb."&lt;br /&gt;/Vince Aletti/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A muse can be a mirror: a reflection of the artist's desires, anxieties, dreams and needs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Vince Aletti/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"turquoise, cobalt, ultramarine, indigo/eclipse of the sun/transfer/art/inspirations/the force of her glance/and so the fullness {which in Polish sounds the same as "the full moon"}"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2214842412883936243?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2214842412883936243/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/muza-moze-byc-zwierciadem-odbiciem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2214842412883936243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2214842412883936243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/muza-moze-byc-zwierciadem-odbiciem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pN5j84EjKNs/TajA-_wOeEI/AAAAAAAAC2c/b8ffm5Yonk8/s72-c/S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3042161432214672010</id><published>2011-04-06T22:30:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T13:07:03.156+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'>myśląc o S. / thinking of S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGjI8Xtjxew/TZzPOPqm8bI/AAAAAAAAC1E/v1fUQmXTxXs/s1600/muza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGjI8Xtjxew/TZzPOPqm8bI/AAAAAAAAC1E/v1fUQmXTxXs/s320/muza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592572680917676466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"W życiu każdego z nas nadchodzi czas, kiedy przygasa nasz wewnętrzny ogień. Można go znowu rozpalić dzięki spotkaniu z drugą osobą. Powinniśmy być wdzięczni za tych wszystkich ludzi, którzy na nowo ożywiają naszego ducha."&lt;br /&gt;/Albert Schweitzer/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;"In everyone's life, at some time, our inner flame goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit."&lt;br /&gt;/Albert Schweitzer/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z przyczyn technicznych dopiero teraz mogę pokazać pracę sklejoną na Skrapowiskowym warsztacie pod kierownictwem &lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finn&lt;/a&gt;. moje trzecie LO w życiu. ;)&lt;br /&gt;technologia jest ma się rozumieć całkowicie Finnowa, ale znaczenia bardzo moje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the above work was made during a workshop taught by &lt;a href="http://tworzysko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Finnabair&lt;/a&gt;. if you're not familiar with her works, please please go to her blog and swoon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the techniques used here are obviously Finnabair's but the meanings are all mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VYORgCGM8E/TZzPERcnQ9I/AAAAAAAAC08/j4VN1GoaDVQ/s1600/muza_detal3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_VYORgCGM8E/TZzPERcnQ9I/AAAAAAAAC08/j4VN1GoaDVQ/s320/muza_detal3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592572509597156306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a jak było na warsztacie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what was her class like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNT3PC0gFYU/TZzO0TYkP8I/AAAAAAAAC00/b_55zlP8C2Y/s1600/muza_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CNT3PC0gFYU/TZzO0TYkP8I/AAAAAAAAC00/b_55zlP8C2Y/s320/muza_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592572235239145410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cóż... jak by to powiedzieć... postanowiłam zostać groupie Finn i jeździć teraz za nią i brać udział w każdym kolejnym warsztacie. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a poza tym?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jeśli będziecie kiedykolwiek mieć okazję dostać się w Finnnowe ręce - ZRÓBCIE TO! (a kolejne warsztaty już tuż tuż...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to było niesamowite obserwować jak nasze pełne powątpiewania spojrzenia z początku spotkania (taaak... jasne... MY zrobimy taką pracę?) zamieniały się kolejno w zapał, ośmielenie i wiarę we własne siły. Finn biegała po sali sprawiając, że każda z nas czuła się indywidualnie zaopiekowana i poinstruowana, a jednym z jej wielu talentów jest umiejętność zarażania swoją pasją.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;więc polecam i zalecam gorąco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{zamawiam sobie miejscówkę przy UHaKu. ;)}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well... I've made up my mind. I'm going to become Finnabair's groupie and follow her everywhere taking every workshop possible. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you ever get a chance to take her class (and it's possible as Finn teaches internationally - so far in Denmark and Germany) - please DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was an incredible experience to observe how she shared her art secrets and managed to make us believe that we could create something amazing. Finn is an incredible teacher who took perfect care of every participant but - what's most important in my opinion - is someone whose passion is truly contagious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TupxsnEXQpY/TZzOt5ggdAI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Q0kl4wINTT8/s1600/muza_detal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TupxsnEXQpY/TZzOt5ggdAI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Q0kl4wINTT8/s320/muza_detal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592572125213914114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to jeszcze nie koniec na dziś... dawno temu pojawił się u mnie ten cytat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Niewidzialna czerwona nić łączy tych, których przeznaczeniem było się spotkać, niezależnie od&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;czasu, miejsca czy okoliczności. Ta nić może się rozciągać lub splątać, ale nigdy się nie przerwie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;/przysłowie chińskie/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jakiś czas temu trzy niezwykłe Kobiety, z którymi mam przywilej serwować kawę w Collage Caffe, nadesłały mi w tym samym czasie dary. nie umawiając się wcześniej każda z nich użyła motywu czerwonej nici. spójrzcie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one more story for today... a long time ago this quote appeared on my blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"An  invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet,  regardless of time, place or circumstance. The thread may stretch or  tangle, but never break."&lt;br /&gt;/ancient Chinese proverb/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some time ago, three of my amazing friends from Collage Caffe sent me gifts at the same time. without communicating with each other, each of them used red thread in their works. just take a look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RahOpmh_DeI/TZzOkb_GymI/AAAAAAAAC0k/2xAoajKt7t0/s1600/cynka_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RahOpmh_DeI/TZzOkb_GymI/AAAAAAAAC0k/2xAoajKt7t0/s320/cynka_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592571962670369378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7VySAX-3L4/TZzOgCyyISI/AAAAAAAAC0c/vM4MfAcjjPw/s1600/tymonsyl_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7VySAX-3L4/TZzOgCyyISI/AAAAAAAAC0c/vM4MfAcjjPw/s320/tymonsyl_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592571887188320546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXJjfl6F6uM/TZzOY943wHI/AAAAAAAAC0U/cKzmybR-_hA/s1600/urtica_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXJjfl6F6uM/TZzOY943wHI/AAAAAAAAC0U/cKzmybR-_hA/s320/urtica_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592571765612593266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a dalej pełne widoki na moje prezenty, które nie przestają mnie cieszyć i zachwycać.&lt;br /&gt;jak często macie tę myśl, że słowo "dziękuję" wyraża tak mało?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;below you can see the full views of their works that keep making me happy and inspired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how often do you get this feeling that "thank you" is simply not enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zC99HBqdzq8/TZzOOBEvIII/AAAAAAAAC0M/eqZyKcaYoRU/s1600/cynka_ni%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zC99HBqdzq8/TZzOOBEvIII/AAAAAAAAC0M/eqZyKcaYoRU/s320/cynka_ni%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592571577489105026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufTa2cFz2V0/TZzOC9B4FWI/AAAAAAAAC0E/VzdVXhYuMOw/s1600/tymonsyl_ni%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ufTa2cFz2V0/TZzOC9B4FWI/AAAAAAAAC0E/VzdVXhYuMOw/s320/tymonsyl_ni%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592571387424806242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;{więcej widoków na to cudeńko - &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/tags/matchbox/"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{more views of this beauty - &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/tags/matchbox/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLsHh9KozLk/TZzNjP5IMvI/AAAAAAAACz8/WUtb6XrKV9I/s1600/urtica_ni%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hLsHh9KozLk/TZzNjP5IMvI/AAAAAAAACz8/WUtb6XrKV9I/s320/urtica_ni%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592570842732573426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3042161432214672010?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3042161432214672010/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/myslac-o-s-thinking-of-s.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (12)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3042161432214672010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3042161432214672010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/myslac-o-s-thinking-of-s.html' title='myśląc o S. / thinking of S.'/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OGjI8Xtjxew/TZzPOPqm8bI/AAAAAAAAC1E/v1fUQmXTxXs/s72-c/muza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8628367949601502421</id><published>2011-04-05T22:23:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:59:38.527+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAcxBWk47WQ/TZt8mfHpQkI/AAAAAAAACz0/nq5gRDh9tH0/s1600/piano1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAcxBWk47WQ/TZt8mfHpQkI/AAAAAAAACz0/nq5gRDh9tH0/s320/piano1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592200362941039170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Głos, który słyszycie, nie jest głosem mojej mowy, lecz głosem moich myśli. (...) Dziwna rzecz, że ja sama nie uważam się za niemą, a to dzięki mojemu fortepianowi."&lt;br /&gt;/Jane Campion, Kate Pullinger/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The voice you hear is not my speaking voice but my mind's voice. (...) The strange thing is, I don't think myself silent. That is because of my piano."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Jane Campion, Kate Pullinger/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w Collage Caffe właśnie &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/uniesienia-i-rozczarowania-filmowe.html"&gt;obejrzałyśmy "Fortepian"&lt;/a&gt; Jane Campion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;collages inspired by "The Piano" by Jane Campion. you can see creations of my friends from Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/04/uniesienia-i-rozczarowania-filmowe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And suddenly Ada made her choice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"lesson number 7"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jeszcze jeden kolaż:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and one more collage:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdsNWZoPyfI/TZt8hCj4VxI/AAAAAAAACzs/UCT37H0Qo9s/s1600/piano2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PdsNWZoPyfI/TZt8hCj4VxI/AAAAAAAACzs/UCT37H0Qo9s/s320/piano2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592200269375493906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SgudwYZ47NE?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="200" frameborder="0" height="180"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moja nieustająca przygoda z Wymianą Papierową trwa. podziwiam &lt;a href="http://lawendula.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaWendulę&lt;/a&gt; za jej kreatywność i talent do łączenia ludzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;właśnie wylądowały u mnie skrawki od Marshy z &lt;a href="http://tumblefishstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tumble Fish Studio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w tym miesiącu wymiana polegała na polowaniu połączonym z podchodami. były konkretne instrukcje co do tego, jakie papierki wysłać, np.: papier który pachnie, który jest miły w dotyku, zdjęcie, które symbolizuje dla nas ukojenie, ładne opakowanie etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ściśle określone reguły nie okazały się ograniczające, a wręcz przeciwnie - naprawdę dobrze się bawiłam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poniżej smakołyki od Marshy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a faithful fan of Paper Swaps organized by &lt;a href="http://lawendula.blogspot.com/"&gt;LaWendula &lt;/a&gt;who never stops amazing me with her creativity and her talent to connect people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this month I had a chance to swap with talented Marsha from &lt;a href="http://tumblefishstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tumble Fish Studio&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Swap was called Scavenger Hunt and we were given specific instructions of what to send: scented papers, papers that are nice to touch, pretty packaging, an image that means comfort to us, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;such strict rules turned out not to be limiting at all. I had enormous fun hunting and below you can see the amazing paper goodies sent to me by Marsha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't wait to start collaging. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marsha, a huge thank you for such delicious new toys! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2OQdPafsyw/TZt8bReZ4GI/AAAAAAAACzk/9rzoDDv1hXk/s1600/marsha1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--2OQdPafsyw/TZt8bReZ4GI/AAAAAAAACzk/9rzoDDv1hXk/s320/marsha1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592200170299842658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R94vo2myego/TZt8VdTluKI/AAAAAAAACzc/mJ9lU0sd72w/s1600/marsha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R94vo2myego/TZt8VdTluKI/AAAAAAAACzc/mJ9lU0sd72w/s320/marsha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592200070396491938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8628367949601502421?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8628367949601502421/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/gos-ktory-syszycie-nie-jest-gosem-mojej.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8628367949601502421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8628367949601502421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/04/gos-ktory-syszycie-nie-jest-gosem-mojej.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAcxBWk47WQ/TZt8mfHpQkI/AAAAAAAACz0/nq5gRDh9tH0/s72-c/piano1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-726432037830606136</id><published>2011-03-30T19:39:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T19:49:01.553+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ID2ykUpkNU/TZNrEIXn7HI/AAAAAAAACuY/crWm7rtq4bA/s1600/zobacz%2Bsztuk%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ID2ykUpkNU/TZNrEIXn7HI/AAAAAAAACuY/crWm7rtq4bA/s320/zobacz%2Bsztuk%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589929281207135346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Artysta jest naczyniem na emocje, które pochodzą z najrozmaitszych miejsc: z nieba, z ziemi, ze skrawka papieru, ulotnego cienia, pajęczej sieci."&lt;br /&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Pablo Picasso/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"see art"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten kolaż to mój przyczynek do marcowego wycinania Werandy na &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a poniżej rozpusta w naszym ulubionym &lt;a href="http://scrapkipl.blogspot.com/"&gt;Scrapki.pl&lt;/a&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scrapkipl.blogspot.com/2011/03/nowosci-7gypsies-ciag-dalszy-i-candy.html"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 276px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ueJmwptFwDk/TZNq7D8yjXI/AAAAAAAACuQ/YixSiGBTNBE/s320/candy7gypsiesscrapki%2Bkopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589929125402021234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-726432037830606136?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/726432037830606136/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/artysta-jest-naczyniem-na-emocje-ktore.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/726432037830606136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/726432037830606136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/artysta-jest-naczyniem-na-emocje-ktore.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ID2ykUpkNU/TZNrEIXn7HI/AAAAAAAACuY/crWm7rtq4bA/s72-c/zobacz%2Bsztuk%25C4%2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4000099474758344264</id><published>2011-03-22T23:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:09:32.649+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='płotna/canvases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNDoUMg6wzA/TYkk64YCwLI/AAAAAAAACtM/xh6s7_ml5jY/s1600/ale%2Bby%25C5%2582o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNDoUMg6wzA/TYkk64YCwLI/AAAAAAAACtM/xh6s7_ml5jY/s320/ale%2Bby%25C5%2582o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587037406714052786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jeśli mówi się, że nikt nie potrafi tak mocno skrzywdzić kobiety jak inna kobieta, to można odwrócić to powiedzenie i stwierdzić też, że nikt inny nie potrafi jej tak uszczęśliwić."&lt;br /&gt;/Elizabeth Holland/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"As nobody can do more mischief to a woman than a woman, so perhaps might one reverse the maxim and say nobody can do more good."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Elizabeth Holland/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobotnia pełnia uderzyła nam do głowy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;płótno jest efektem spotkania w domu Finnabair.&lt;br /&gt;Finn, Agnieszka-Anna, UHK, Mamami, Tores, Drycha i moja skromna osoba wzięły udział w powyższej ekstrawagancji. każda z nas zajrzała co ma w torebce i powstało "babskie zamieszanie".&lt;br /&gt;to był mój ulubiony moment tego dnia.&lt;br /&gt;dziękuję wam za to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the above canvas is Saturday's full moon's fault. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;together with six of my artsy friends we decided to create this collaborative work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each of us took a look inside our handbags and added some elements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was an incredible experience that will stay with me for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the texts say):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"womanish commotion/sometimes I dream I can fly/if you are to fly, soar high/me in seventh heaven"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4000099474758344264?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4000099474758344264/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/jesli-mowi-sie-ze-nikt-nie-potrafi-tak.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4000099474758344264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4000099474758344264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/jesli-mowi-sie-ze-nikt-nie-potrafi-tak.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YNDoUMg6wzA/TYkk64YCwLI/AAAAAAAACtM/xh6s7_ml5jY/s72-c/ale%2Bby%25C5%2582o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3116278140067757693</id><published>2011-03-18T23:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:03:42.161+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nHIz_BjAxw/TYPZ2gRj_9I/AAAAAAAACs8/V7sjgxOYLqE/s1600/gesty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nHIz_BjAxw/TYPZ2gRj_9I/AAAAAAAACs8/V7sjgxOYLqE/s320/gesty1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585547493269307346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Piękny incydent; drobny przypadek. Doskonały sam w sobie."&lt;br /&gt;/Whitney Otto/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A beautiful incident; an insignificant coincidence. Perfect in itself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Whitney Otto/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I love those feminine gestures"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3116278140067757693?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3116278140067757693/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/piekny-incydent-drobny-przypadek.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3116278140067757693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3116278140067757693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/piekny-incydent-drobny-przypadek.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--nHIz_BjAxw/TYPZ2gRj_9I/AAAAAAAACs8/V7sjgxOYLqE/s72-c/gesty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2546313249466925078</id><published>2011-03-18T00:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T00:28:51.699+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHJGBy_rZlM/TYKV9grOg9I/AAAAAAAACrk/rJpiGz-v56E/s1600/ban%2Bthe%2Bbra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHJGBy_rZlM/TYKV9grOg9I/AAAAAAAACrk/rJpiGz-v56E/s320/ban%2Bthe%2Bbra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585191371868636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kreatywność rodzi się z ograniczeń."&lt;br /&gt;/Debbie Allen/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="body"&gt;"But out of limitations comes creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Debbie Allen/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciąg dalszy moich rozmyślań o ciele. nadal w klimacie&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/moja-strona-ksiezyca-penia-druga.html"&gt; kolejnej pełni&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more thoughts about the body from my &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-today-instead-of.html"&gt;Women and the Moon journal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2546313249466925078?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2546313249466925078/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/kreatywnosc-rodzi-sie-z-ograniczen.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2546313249466925078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2546313249466925078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/kreatywnosc-rodzi-sie-z-ograniczen.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHJGBy_rZlM/TYKV9grOg9I/AAAAAAAACrk/rJpiGz-v56E/s72-c/ban%2Bthe%2Bbra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3048419171766137448</id><published>2011-03-14T11:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T12:02:54.468+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-W4StRkBbQ/TX1SrGgEehI/AAAAAAAACrc/_1wqUDwlaiI/s1600/za%2Bdu%25C5%25BCo%2Bza%2Bma%25C5%2582o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-W4StRkBbQ/TX1SrGgEehI/AAAAAAAACrc/_1wqUDwlaiI/s320/za%2Bdu%25C5%25BCo%2Bza%2Bma%25C5%2582o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583710013442259474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nie  ma jednego przepisu na piękne ciało. Nie jest ważny kształt ani wiek,  ani nawet to, czy mamy wszystkiego po dwa, niektórzy wszak mają po  jednym. Natura chce, by ciało czuło, by miało kontakt z przyjemnością,  sercem, duszą, dzikościa. Czy umie się cieszyć, odczuwać szczęście? Czy  umie się po swojemu poruszać, tańczyć, pląsać, kołysać, rzucać? Nic  więcej nie ma znaczenia."&lt;br /&gt;/Clarissa Pinkola Estes/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"There  is no "supposed to be" in bodies. The question is not size or shape or  years of age, or even having two of everything, for some do not. But the  wild issue is, does this body feel, does it have right connections to  pleasure, to heart, to soul, to the wild? Does it have happiness, joy?  Can it in its own way move, dance, jiggle, sway, thrust? Nothing else  matters."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Clarissa Pinkola Estes/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kolejna z &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/moja-strona-ksiezyca-penia-druga.html"&gt;myśli o cielesności&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more pages from my &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html"&gt;Women and the Moon journal&lt;/a&gt;. this month we are journaling about the corporal aspect of being a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"too much? not enough?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3048419171766137448?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3048419171766137448/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/nie-ma-jednego-przepisu-na-piekne-ciao.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3048419171766137448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3048419171766137448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/nie-ma-jednego-przepisu-na-piekne-ciao.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-W4StRkBbQ/TX1SrGgEehI/AAAAAAAACrc/_1wqUDwlaiI/s72-c/za%2Bdu%25C5%25BCo%2Bza%2Bma%25C5%2582o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-7315959817084823639</id><published>2011-03-13T17:35:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:09:39.451+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyGOp3tFqI/TXzzq47T_sI/AAAAAAAACrM/maSQsc5Kt7A/s1600/pms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyGOp3tFqI/TXzzq47T_sI/AAAAAAAACrM/maSQsc5Kt7A/s320/pms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583605556193787586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(...) do tej cielesnej próbówki powyginanej w kobiece kształty dolewa się kropla gniewnych hormonów. Ciesz w próbówce dymi, buzuje. Zostaje osad smutku."&lt;br /&gt;/Manuela Gretkowska/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(...) right into this test-tube in the shape of a woman's body one adds a drop of angry hormones. The liquid is emitting smoke, it's sizzling. What's left is the sediment of sadness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Manuela Gretkowska/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jeden z najlepszych opisów PMS jakie czytałam.&lt;br /&gt;to pierwsza z serii prac, które powstają z okazji &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/moja-strona-ksiezyca-penia-druga.html"&gt;drugiej pełni księżyca&lt;/a&gt; obchodzonej na Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;w tym miesiącu Urtica zaproponowała zająć się szeroko pojętą fizyczną stroną kobiecości. temat bez dna, więc wkrótce ciąg dalszy. oczywiście zapraszamy do stolika. :)&lt;br /&gt;a na deser - pamiętacie &lt;a href="http://matkapolkasienudzi.blogspot.com/2010/11/amarantowy.html"&gt;tę broszkę Anity&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the quote above is one of the best descriptions of PMS I've ever read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my collage was made for a monthly challenge on Collage Caffe: &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/moja-strona-ksiezyca-penia-druga.html"&gt;Women and the Moon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this month Urtica asked us to think about the physical side of being a woman and PMS was my first thought. however, the topic is so broad that there are certainly more pages coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and speaking of PMS - take a look at &lt;a href="http://matkapolkasienudzi.blogspot.com/2010/11/amarantowy.html"&gt;this brooch made by Anita&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mijający tydzień był Tygodniem Pieknej Koperty. :)&lt;br /&gt;najpierw przyleciało to cudo od &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32431046@N02/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, z którą wymieniałam się przy okazji Paper Swap - edycja: Gazety. prawda, że niezwykła?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this week was for me a Week of Gorgeous Mail Art. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first, I received this beauty from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/32431046@N02/"&gt;Erin&lt;/a&gt;, my partner in Newspapers &amp;amp; Magazines Paper Swap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think it's one of the most amazing envelopes I've got. EVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNxI3EoMSzg/TXzzx_SSfkI/AAAAAAAACrU/86oUyhW8azY/s1600/erin_koperta_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KNxI3EoMSzg/TXzzx_SSfkI/AAAAAAAACrU/86oUyhW8azY/s320/erin_koperta_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583605678159855170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{tył} / &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{back}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSI7YnF-B_g/TXzzZ6CNj4I/AAAAAAAACq8/dr24ab0E3Tc/s1600/erin_koperta_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gSI7YnF-B_g/TXzzZ6CNj4I/AAAAAAAACq8/dr24ab0E3Tc/s320/erin_koperta_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583605264433385346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{przód} /&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; {front}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UK34oenY8tA/TXzzINLcpgI/AAAAAAAACq0/U74Wcu3ub4c/s1600/erin_koperta_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UK34oenY8tA/TXzzINLcpgI/AAAAAAAACq0/U74Wcu3ub4c/s320/erin_koperta_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583604960334751234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;w środku gazety oczywiście. moje nożyczki już nie mogą się doczekać. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some of my favorite pieces that I got from Erin. my scissors are telling me they can't wait to have fun. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kNLLjC_o94/TXzzDO5hgNI/AAAAAAAACqs/1qW3EINEiz8/s1600/erin_gazetki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--kNLLjC_o94/TXzzDO5hgNI/AAAAAAAACqs/1qW3EINEiz8/s320/erin_gazetki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583604874897096914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i jeszcze maleńki kolaż od Erin, który znajdzie swoje miejsce w moim &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-today-instead-of.html"&gt;Księżycowym Zeszycie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this small collage made by Erin. it's perfect for my &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-today-instead-of.html"&gt;Women &amp;amp; the Moon journal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_p9f5V8XFQ/TXzysUMLxoI/AAAAAAAACqk/-qy3mKCjwWM/s1600/erin_kola%25C5%25BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3_p9f5V8XFQ/TXzysUMLxoI/AAAAAAAACqk/-qy3mKCjwWM/s320/erin_kola%25C5%25BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583604481180550786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ale to nie był koniec.&lt;br /&gt;kolejny zachwyt przyleciał od kochanej &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guriany&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but that's not the end of my mail art adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here's another sweet packaging I received from my good friend &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guriana&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxA1Q0xj8fs/TXzyiyvNFBI/AAAAAAAACqc/AxCjxe9AiiI/s1600/guriana_koperta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxA1Q0xj8fs/TXzyiyvNFBI/AAAAAAAACqc/AxCjxe9AiiI/s320/guriana_koperta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583604317581808658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i jedno z jej słynnych cudeniek. tylko dla mnie. drugo szesnaściowe czary........ dziękuję, kochana!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and inside - there was one of her gorgeous creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for those of you who don't know that yet, my blog name translates as "two sixteen" like the hour on the clock. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79LugbARs9Y/TXzyY07qDbI/AAAAAAAACqU/0EBy0JHNvO8/s1600/gurianowe%2Bcude%25C5%2584ko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-79LugbARs9Y/TXzyY07qDbI/AAAAAAAACqU/0EBy0JHNvO8/s320/gurianowe%2Bcude%25C5%2584ko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583604146372218290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-7315959817084823639?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/7315959817084823639/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7315959817084823639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/7315959817084823639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qkyGOp3tFqI/TXzzq47T_sI/AAAAAAAACrM/maSQsc5Kt7A/s72-c/pms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-5782882958370061968</id><published>2011-03-09T23:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T23:55:54.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmLMhux6nIE/TXf-1zpAo-I/AAAAAAAACp8/5c-Rxwyhsq8/s1600/daj%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bponie%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmLMhux6nIE/TXf-1zpAo-I/AAAAAAAACp8/5c-Rxwyhsq8/s320/daj%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bponie%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582210463497757666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Twoja pasja czeka, aby dogoniła ją twoja odwaga."&lt;br /&gt;/Marylin Greist/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Your passion is waiting for your courage to catch up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Marylin Greist/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oto ciąg dalszy &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/vox-femina-znaczy-gos-kobiety.html"&gt;mojej rozmowy z Dagmarą&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;to mój kolejny wpis w jej książeczce - strona 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the collage above is my entry in &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/vox-femina-znaczy-gos-kobiety.html"&gt;Dagmara's accordion book&lt;/a&gt;. it's page 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"stop striving for perfection/let yourself get carried away"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tak wyglądają strony nr 2 i 3. moja po lewo, odpowiedź Dagmary z prawej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these are pages 2 &amp;amp; 3. the one on the left is mine, the right one is Dagmara's "answer".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMk2PMi-7KY/TXf-uJ61ZSI/AAAAAAAACp0/BslYeTMitek/s1600/strony%2B2%25263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMk2PMi-7KY/TXf-uJ61ZSI/AAAAAAAACp0/BslYeTMitek/s320/strony%2B2%25263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582210332039144738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;page left: "breathe/don't be afraid/don't be afraid/don't be afraid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;page right: "don't look for trouble/no more idle dreaming/thanks to that you will receive a valuable lesson in wealth and happiness/beware of water-pipes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-5782882958370061968?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/5782882958370061968/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/twoja-pasja-czeka-aby-dogonia-ja-twoja.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (4)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5782882958370061968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/5782882958370061968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/twoja-pasja-czeka-aby-dogonia-ja-twoja.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OmLMhux6nIE/TXf-1zpAo-I/AAAAAAAACp8/5c-Rxwyhsq8/s72-c/daj%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bponie%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2617423320168041640</id><published>2011-03-07T22:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:12:47.643+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panie/ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7GYks0_RB4Y/TXVT3xxzknI/AAAAAAAACpM/A69QXhK4S5w/s1600/superwoman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7GYks0_RB4Y/TXVT3xxzknI/AAAAAAAACpM/A69QXhK4S5w/s320/superwoman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581459530915746418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kobieta jest jak herbata w torebce: z jej mocy można zdać sobie sprawę tylko w gorącej wodzie."&lt;br /&gt;/Eleanor Roosevelt/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" class="text" &gt;"A woman is like a tea bag. You never know how strong she is until she gets into hot water."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Eleanor Roosevelt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"superwoman/I am the queen"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2617423320168041640?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2617423320168041640/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/kobieta-jest-jak-herbata-w-torebce-z.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2617423320168041640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2617423320168041640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/kobieta-jest-jak-herbata-w-torebce-z.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7GYks0_RB4Y/TXVT3xxzknI/AAAAAAAACpM/A69QXhK4S5w/s72-c/superwoman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4719360155444053902</id><published>2011-03-06T21:30:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T22:32:56.259+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='płotna/canvases'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tlbgn31Uf4/TXPzprpFCcI/AAAAAAAACpE/r4GbXw2IarA/s1600/jutro%2Brano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tlbgn31Uf4/TXPzprpFCcI/AAAAAAAACpE/r4GbXw2IarA/s320/jutro%2Brano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581072260657383874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Najważniejszym celem sztuki nie jest to, aby sprawiać, żeby ludzie śmiali się lub płakali, nie chodzi o to, żeby nas podekscytować lub rozłościć. Sztuka powinna działać na nas tak samo, jak natura, czyli sprawiać, abyśmy marzyli."&lt;br /&gt;/Gustave Flaubert/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The highest thing in art is not to make people laugh, or make people cry, or excite us or make us angry, but to do what nature does. That is, to make us dream."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Gustave Flaubert/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tekst na kolażu powyżej): "ale nazajutrz rano..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the collage on canvas above): "but the following morning..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pewnego dnia w moim domu zawitało pudełko (właściwie to pudło) pachnące kawą....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one fine day not so long ago a huge (!) box giving off a gorgeous scent of coffee arrived on my doorstep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aErTepEu9J4/TXPxazUhDUI/AAAAAAAACo8/KjiMPb0j8Og/s1600/susan_kawka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aErTepEu9J4/TXPxazUhDUI/AAAAAAAACo8/KjiMPb0j8Og/s320/susan_kawka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581069805997329730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmd3jgTxhsY/TXPxE69ViqI/AAAAAAAACo0/BqiDwwxGX9o/s1600/susan_coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 284px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmd3jgTxhsY/TXPxE69ViqI/AAAAAAAACo0/BqiDwwxGX9o/s320/susan_coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581069430090468002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://katsuijewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;poznajcie Susan&lt;/a&gt; - Czarodziejkę. :)&lt;br /&gt;Susan była moją partnerką w Wymianie Papierowej w edycji Fresh Start. słuszna nazwa.&lt;br /&gt;wyobraźcie sobie Boże Narodzenie i urodziny w jednym.&lt;br /&gt;wyobraźcie sobie, że nie macie w domu ani kawałka papieru czy jakichkolwiek przydasi. dzięki Susan mogłabym zacząć od zera.&lt;br /&gt;a najbardziej niezwykłe było to, że nie chodzi nawet o samą ilość (a wierzcie mi, oszołomiona dosłownie usiadłam na podłodze) podarunków, ale też o niezwykłą umiejętność odgadywania o czym mi się od dawna marzyło. powtórzę: Czarodziejka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd like you to &lt;a href="http://katsuijewelry.blogspot.com/"&gt;meet Susan&lt;/a&gt; - The Magic Woman. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susan was my partner in Paper Swap exchange called Fresh Start. ah, ever so rightly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;imagine Christmas and birthday in one. imagine that you don't have a piece of paper or any embelishments whatsoever at home. thanks to Susan I could start a whole studio from scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was amazed but not only by the sheer amount (please, do believe me, I literally sat down on the floor. speechless.) of gifts but also by Susan's amazing ability of guessing my secret dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll say that again: pure magic!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kilka przykładów na hojność Susan?&lt;br /&gt;poprosiłam ją wcześniej o kilka stron ze starych słowników, za którymi przepadam. i co? dostałam CAŁY słownik... plus jeszcze kilka apetycznych książek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some examples of Susan's generosity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I asked her to send me some vintage dictionary pages that I adore and...she sent me a WHOLE dictionary! plus some more really inspiring books...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLBl_-By_6U/TXPwH1aer8I/AAAAAAAACok/6Jxez5E4ibY/s1600/susan_books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLBl_-By_6U/TXPwH1aer8I/AAAAAAAACok/6Jxez5E4ibY/s320/susan_books.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581068380630069186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w mailu Susan zapytała czy interesują mnie papiery Somerset Studio. po tym, jak napisałam, że w Polsce wielka bieda w temacie takich inspirujących gazet, dostałam.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in her e-mail Susan asked me whether I would be interested in some Somerset Studio papers. after I wrote to her that there are no such inspiring magazines here in Poland I received...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eA5Myo1vzlc/TXPwsB9movI/AAAAAAAACos/iQV0lUxRyAk/s1600/susan_magazyny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eA5Myo1vzlc/TXPwsB9movI/AAAAAAAACos/iQV0lUxRyAk/s320/susan_magazyny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581069002473906930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i było tego dużo dużo więcej...&lt;br /&gt;żałuję, że nie zrobiłam zdjęcia całej przesyłce, ale byłam zbyt oszołomiona. poniżej wybrane elementy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish I had taken a photo of the whole package but I was way too overwhelmed to think clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so just a couple of photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6p2r_5KuQ/TXPv1GBnBqI/AAAAAAAACoc/NIoPzhTzNvw/s1600/susan_b%2526w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tP6p2r_5KuQ/TXPv1GBnBqI/AAAAAAAACoc/NIoPzhTzNvw/s320/susan_b%2526w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581068058671646370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5d79OVmtsE0/TXPviIwdqJI/AAAAAAAACoU/1_SoBOWChyg/s1600/susan_czerwieni%25C4%2599%2Bsi%25C4%2599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5d79OVmtsE0/TXPviIwdqJI/AAAAAAAACoU/1_SoBOWChyg/s320/susan_czerwieni%25C4%2599%2Bsi%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581067732987521170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eDO46EV1WuI/TXPvUxlcepI/AAAAAAAACoM/d9ZYsuSWfWk/s1600/susan_naturalnie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eDO46EV1WuI/TXPvUxlcepI/AAAAAAAACoM/d9ZYsuSWfWk/s320/susan_naturalnie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581067503428991634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxWR_PrOPi8/TXPvGEdCNSI/AAAAAAAACoE/_bGakQbg3gI/s1600/susan_badge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PxWR_PrOPi8/TXPvGEdCNSI/AAAAAAAACoE/_bGakQbg3gI/s320/susan_badge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581067250795951394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;jak możecie się domyślić, nie mogę przestać bawić się moimi nowymi skarbami.&lt;br /&gt;nadal oszołomiona wielkim sercem Susan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as you might guess, I can'y stop playing with my new treasures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Susan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you so much once again for your generosity and incredible thoughtfulness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4719360155444053902?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4719360155444053902/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/najwazniejszym-celem-sztuki-nie-jest-to.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4719360155444053902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4719360155444053902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/03/najwazniejszym-celem-sztuki-nie-jest-to.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tlbgn31Uf4/TXPzprpFCcI/AAAAAAAACpE/r4GbXw2IarA/s72-c/jutro%2Brano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6718234954016426536</id><published>2011-02-28T22:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T23:00:56.268+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb8uyjyI3PQ/TWwYGk9XRGI/AAAAAAAACls/lGPeLoi1MYw/s1600/%25C5%2582ab%25C4%2599dzica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb8uyjyI3PQ/TWwYGk9XRGI/AAAAAAAACls/lGPeLoi1MYw/s320/%25C5%2582ab%25C4%2599dzica.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578860539684537442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Charakter artysty bywa czasem polem bitwy, na którym walczą ciemny anioł destrukcji i jasny anioł twórczości."&lt;br /&gt;/Madeleine L'Engle/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Artistic temperament sometimes seems a battleground, a dark angel of destruction and a bright angel of creativity wrestling."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Madeleine L'Engle/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moje życie ostatnio to jedna wielka serendypia i twórcze dialogi bez słów uprzedzenia.&lt;br /&gt;nie mogłam się zdecydować na cytat do zilustrowania "Czarnego Łabędzia", a dzisiaj zajrzałam do &lt;a href="http://www.maritspaperworld.com/blog/?p=928&amp;amp;cpage=1#comment-555"&gt;Marit &lt;/a&gt;i to było to.&lt;br /&gt;w Collage Caffe możecie obejrzeć inne &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzis-bez-zbednych-sow.html"&gt;interpretacje &lt;/a&gt;tego niezwykłego filmu. polecam gorąco - i Caffe, i film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my life seems to be one huge serendipity affair lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one of so many examples of magic happening to me is this post. I made this collage a while ago to illustrate my impressions after seeing "Black Swan". I couldn't make up my mind which quote to choose to go with it and just a few moments ago I visited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.maritspaperworld.com/blog/?p=928&amp;amp;cpage=1#comment-555"&gt;Marit's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; place and found exactly the words.&lt;br /&gt;Marit, there will be more dialogues between us, I can sense it. ;) thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on Collage Caffe you can see some more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzis-bez-zbednych-sow.html"&gt;amazing "Black Swan" collages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"fascinating, mad, perfect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6718234954016426536?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6718234954016426536/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/charakter-artysty-bywa-czasem-polem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6718234954016426536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6718234954016426536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/charakter-artysty-bywa-czasem-polem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vb8uyjyI3PQ/TWwYGk9XRGI/AAAAAAAACls/lGPeLoi1MYw/s72-c/%25C5%2582ab%25C4%2599dzica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-319577581791199384</id><published>2011-02-26T12:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T12:55:29.466+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irRbtrmPZ1I/TWjiynSjCVI/AAAAAAAAClU/xgdVmyD4rvA/s1600/zwierciad%25C5%2582o_w%2Bczwartek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irRbtrmPZ1I/TWjiynSjCVI/AAAAAAAAClU/xgdVmyD4rvA/s320/zwierciad%25C5%2582o_w%2Bczwartek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577957497666472274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dzięki sztuce możemy jednocześnie odnaleźć się i zatracić."&lt;br /&gt;/Thomas Merton/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Thomas Merton/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do końca miesiąca w Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/pedy-bluszczu-przyciete-i-co-dalej.html"&gt;napadamy z nożyczkami&lt;/a&gt; na lutowy numer Zwierciadła. zapraszamy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these two collages were made for a monthly challenge on Collage Caffe. every month we choose a magazine to collage. it's fascinating to observe how the very same images and texts can be treated so differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from the top - art/94 pictures/about emotions/about the strength I'm feeling now/on Thursday unintentionally/I pulled myself together"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdKFVajFLxQ/TWjifg6YKrI/AAAAAAAAClM/egrAzWgjI0Y/s1600/zwierciad%25C5%2582o_zima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sdKFVajFLxQ/TWjifg6YKrI/AAAAAAAAClM/egrAzWgjI0Y/s320/zwierciad%25C5%2582o_zima.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577957169536969394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"peeeopleee!!!/we want a change/happiness, thrills, experiences/understanding/words and this something that goes beyond words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-319577581791199384?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/319577581791199384/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzieki-sztuce-mozemy-jednoczesnie.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (5)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/319577581791199384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/319577581791199384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzieki-sztuce-mozemy-jednoczesnie.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-irRbtrmPZ1I/TWjiynSjCVI/AAAAAAAAClU/xgdVmyD4rvA/s72-c/zwierciad%25C5%2582o_w%2Bczwartek.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-3181695459755088845</id><published>2011-02-22T21:51:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T22:51:33.833+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zdjęcia/photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><title type='text'>tydzień temu w Poznaniu.../ a week ago in Poznań...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HfDKiIajZGg/TWQjIrWWcHI/AAAAAAAACkU/TqPTC3w2kD8/s1600/nie%2Bspiesz%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bw%2Bpoznaniu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HfDKiIajZGg/TWQjIrWWcHI/AAAAAAAACkU/TqPTC3w2kD8/s320/nie%2Bspiesz%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bw%2Bpoznaniu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620870573912178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Każdy potrzebuje dnia wytchnienia, kiedy nie trzeba stawiać czoła żadnym problemom i nie szukać żadnych rozwiązań."&lt;br /&gt;/Maya Angelou/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Maya Angelou/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;najpierw był piątek. wyglądał dokładnie tak, jak powyżej. :)&lt;br /&gt;"kieszonkę" zrobiłam z okładki starego zeszytu. pamiętacie takie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first, there was Friday. I went away to Poznań and that day looked exactly like in the collage above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says): "so don't rush, slowly, savor this time only for yourself".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fXYn8BJI_I/TWQjBkOFTGI/AAAAAAAACkM/E3ECfw66zss/s1600/pozna%25C5%2584_sweet%2Bsurrender.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1fXYn8BJI_I/TWQjBkOFTGI/AAAAAAAACkM/E3ECfw66zss/s320/pozna%25C5%2584_sweet%2Bsurrender.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620748401101922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;również w piątek znalazłam &lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/sweetsurrenderpl/poznan"&gt;kawiarnię idealną&lt;/a&gt;. zniknęłam tam. rozpłynęłam się w błogości.&lt;br /&gt;a nazwa Sweet Surrender ("słodkie poddanie się") była idealną ilustracją tego, co było mi wtedy potrzebne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that Friday I also came across &lt;a href="http://www.wix.com/sweetsurrenderpl/poznan"&gt;a perfect café&lt;/a&gt;. its name ~Sweet Surrender ~ is an ideal illustration of what I so desperately needed at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(my journaling):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"in this place time goes by against all the rules/beautiful interiors, all my coffee whims satisfied/I could stay here forever. bloom. eavesdrop. write. collage"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"3 x K -&gt; in Polish it's "Coffee, Book, Collage"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;przyszła sobota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and on Saturday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh4D92H_Efg/TWQi5uo3fAI/AAAAAAAACkE/dCZwAcPhfkE/s1600/pozna%25C5%2584%2Bgirl%2Bpower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yh4D92H_Efg/TWQi5uo3fAI/AAAAAAAACkE/dCZwAcPhfkE/s320/pozna%25C5%2584%2Bgirl%2Bpower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620613758843906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guriana&lt;/a&gt; i &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle &lt;/a&gt;powiodły mnie w miejsce niebezpieczne... stare książki. portrety. fascynacje metalowe (patrz: &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-by-cudny-dzien.html"&gt;łupy Guriany&lt;/a&gt;). zdjęcia osób, których nie ma. filiżanki. szafy. czary.&lt;br /&gt;musiałam kupić starą walizkę, żeby gdzieś pomieścić książki i inne cudeńka, którym nie mogłam się oprzeć...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...my lovely blogland friends &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Guriana&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt; took me to their local flea market. a very dangerous place... I had to buy a vintage suitcase to fit all the books, papers and photos I bought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the collage above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the background was made using vintage papers from the flea market + short short notes from my Poznań friends. the definition circled in red says: the Friendship Islands"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CVquCOYq0g/TWQivrtdzmI/AAAAAAAACj8/UdPG8Dvuj7E/s1600/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bkola%25C5%25BC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CVquCOYq0g/TWQivrtdzmI/AAAAAAAACj8/UdPG8Dvuj7E/s320/b%25C4%2599dzie%2Bkola%25C5%25BC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620441174134370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PB6Lcv6UC44/TWQiqirJxlI/AAAAAAAACj0/XGqNHQqnf2s/s1600/maximes%2Bet%2Breflexions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PB6Lcv6UC44/TWQiqirJxlI/AAAAAAAACj0/XGqNHQqnf2s/s320/maximes%2Bet%2Breflexions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620352849167954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JhEnNMMgTu4/TWQic2NuarI/AAAAAAAACjs/IItDBle7FLs/s1600/pozna%25C5%2584skie%2Bskarby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JhEnNMMgTu4/TWQic2NuarI/AAAAAAAACjs/IItDBle7FLs/s320/pozna%25C5%2584skie%2Bskarby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576620117576280754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJzR_XwrjEE/TWQiUg7fD5I/AAAAAAAACjk/tiTBt5wZUxU/s1600/wspomnienia%2Bz%2Bpoznania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJzR_XwrjEE/TWQiUg7fD5I/AAAAAAAACjk/tiTBt5wZUxU/s320/wspomnienia%2Bz%2Bpoznania.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576619974423678866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wieczorem niezawodna Michelle nakarmiła nas, nalała czerwonego wina, rozdała gazety i nożyczki, kazała przestać ględzić i zapędziła do roboty. ;)&lt;br /&gt;wszystkie kolażowałyśmy tę samą gazetę - tutaj &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-by-cudny-dzien.html"&gt;praca Guriany&lt;/a&gt;, a tutaj &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/2011/02/16/kolaze-collages"&gt;bogaty plon Michelle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in the evening, our ever so energetic Michelle made us dinner, poured a glass of red wine and distributed magazines and scissors and told us not to gossip but get down to some serious collaging. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each of us got a copy of the same magazine and here you can see &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-by-cudny-dzien.html"&gt;Guriana's collage&lt;/a&gt; and here some very prolific &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/2011/02/16/kolaze-collages"&gt;work of Michelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(who translates her blog posts to English btw).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tu moje:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here are my collages:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PviSmHsON8U/TWQiLY1v4bI/AAAAAAAACjc/cJSs7H32Vaw/s1600/trendy%2Bpozna%25C5%2584skie_kto%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bboi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PviSmHsON8U/TWQiLY1v4bI/AAAAAAAACjc/cJSs7H32Vaw/s320/trendy%2Bpozna%25C5%2584skie_kto%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bboi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576619817633309106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(from the top):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"who is afraid?/dreams/creativity/delight in little things/ideas and inspirations/make me forget the fear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ir7zImwerk/TWQiEbgC_II/AAAAAAAACjU/PIVA18iSuis/s1600/trendy%2Bpozna%25C5%2584skie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Ir7zImwerk/TWQiEbgC_II/AAAAAAAACjU/PIVA18iSuis/s320/trendy%2Bpozna%25C5%2584skie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576619698088508546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"art/we'd rather take a look inside or:inwards"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nie wróciłam wypoczęta.&lt;br /&gt;zamiast tego w pociągu jechało ze mną dużo nowych inspiracji, doznania estetyczne, piękny zapas wsparcia na przyszłość, nowe przemyślenia i ... wspomnienie subtelnych jak chmurki rogalików z nadzieniem różanym... ;)&lt;br /&gt;dziękuję. z całego serca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those were truly amazing three days filled with countless new inspirations and ideas, serious amounts of support and many moments that will stay in my memory for a long long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;including the one about the most refined homemade croissants with rose jam... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-3181695459755088845?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/3181695459755088845/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/tydzien-temu-w-poznaniu.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3181695459755088845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/3181695459755088845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/tydzien-temu-w-poznaniu.html' title='tydzień temu w Poznaniu.../ a week ago in Poznań...'/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HfDKiIajZGg/TWQjIrWWcHI/AAAAAAAACkU/TqPTC3w2kD8/s72-c/nie%2Bspiesz%2Bsi%25C4%2599%2Bw%2Bpoznaniu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-111469109977818713</id><published>2011-02-20T18:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T19:03:33.149+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YspN0OvoX9g/TWFWAPJfkxI/AAAAAAAACjM/X1FkUP9J6IE/s1600/pytanie%25231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YspN0OvoX9g/TWFWAPJfkxI/AAAAAAAACjM/X1FkUP9J6IE/s320/pytanie%25231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575832375727723282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nauczyłem się kochać tajemniczość. Ona jedna chyba może życie nasze  uczynić niezwykłym i cudownym. Najpowszedniejsza rzecz zyskuje urok, gdy  się ją zachowuje w tajemnicy."&lt;br /&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I have grown to love secrecy. It seems to be the one thing that can  make modern life mysterious or marvelous to us. The commonest thing is  delightful if only one hides it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Oscar Wilde/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takie pytanie zadałam Muzom z Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/badz-cierpliwa-dla-wszystkiego-co.html"&gt;w mojej książce&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;poniżej moja odpowiedź. a &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/wracajac.html"&gt;tutaj &lt;/a&gt;piękne strony Cynki, Tymonsyl i Urtiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is the question I asked my Collage Caffe friends &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/badz-cierpliwa-dla-wszystkiego-co.html"&gt;in my altered book&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"What is hidden in the sealed envelopes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;below my answer: "a secret".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4InWpPfJPY/TWFVsq_VY_I/AAAAAAAACjE/JeYg3imFQwI/s1600/pytanie%2B%25231_moi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q4InWpPfJPY/TWFVsq_VY_I/AAAAAAAACjE/JeYg3imFQwI/s320/pytanie%2B%25231_moi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575832039603921906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-111469109977818713?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/111469109977818713/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/nauczyem-sie-kochac-tajemniczosc.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/111469109977818713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/111469109977818713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/nauczyem-sie-kochac-tajemniczosc.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YspN0OvoX9g/TWFWAPJfkxI/AAAAAAAACjM/X1FkUP9J6IE/s72-c/pytanie%25231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-23465971366292344</id><published>2011-02-18T13:18:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:00:17.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiUBgTIS1d0/TV5mFiTrJmI/AAAAAAAACh8/h5u24zi6AvU/s1600/spotkanie%2Bw%2Bpe%25C5%2582ni_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiUBgTIS1d0/TV5mFiTrJmI/AAAAAAAACh8/h5u24zi6AvU/s320/spotkanie%2Bw%2Bpe%25C5%2582ni_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575005634025956962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dzisiaj zamiast cytatu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today instead of the quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KGe-RF1nDQk?rel=0" allowfullscreen="" width="200" frameborder="0" height="180"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w Collage Caffe &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica &lt;/a&gt;zaprasza do założenia kobiecego art żurnalu - Pełnia Kobiecości.&lt;br /&gt;przy każdej pełni będzie podawała kolejny temat do przemyśleń i przeczuć.&lt;br /&gt;zresztą zobaczcie jak &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/moja-strona-ksiezyca.html"&gt;ona sama o tym pięknie pisze&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;a tutaj &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/moja-strona-ksiezycapenia-pierwsza.html"&gt;inne księżycowe piękności&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;powyżej okładka mojego księżycowego żurnala.&lt;br /&gt;celowo nie użyłam gotowej książki lub notesu, żeby móc swobodnie dodawać kolejne kartki w dowolnych miejscach. myśli i obrazy będą kiełkowały i "same" się robiły z upływem czasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Collage Caffe friend, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/"&gt;Urtica&lt;/a&gt;, inspired us to start an art journal about women and the Moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every full moon she will ask a question or provide some food for thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I decided not to use a bought notebook nor alter a book because I want to be able to add pages whenever and wherever I want. this way my art journal will grow and create "itself".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you can take a look at other Moon art journals by my Polish friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/moja-strona-ksiezycapenia-pierwsza.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRBT3m8wGyo/TV5mAPjOtSI/AAAAAAAACh0/MhzTAqkF-58/s1600/spotkanie_detal_ksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mRBT3m8wGyo/TV5mAPjOtSI/AAAAAAAACh0/MhzTAqkF-58/s320/spotkanie_detal_ksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCyc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575005543091582242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2N5dGR_vLdY/TV5l04GZwkI/AAAAAAAAChs/QdGY0k74ju8/s1600/spotkanie_detal_ksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCyc1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2N5dGR_vLdY/TV5l04GZwkI/AAAAAAAAChs/QdGY0k74ju8/s320/spotkanie_detal_ksi%25C4%2599%25C5%25BCyc1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575005347818095170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pierwszym pytaniem Urtiki było: &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/moja-strona-ksiezycapenia-pierwsza.html"&gt;"Czym jest kobiecość?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niełatwe pytanie i na pewno nie da się na nie dać tylko jednej odpowiedzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obrazek transferowany &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/tajemnica-transferow-cz-i.html"&gt;według instrukcji Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;. dopiero po naklejeniu zobaczyłam, że u dołu nieświadomie zostawiłam słowo "zjawisko". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urtica's first question was: "What is femininity?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not an easy question and certainly one can't provide one answer to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only after I glued the transfered image of this vintage lady did I notice that unknowingly I left the word "phenomenon" under the picture. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_5ckm-Uq9g/TV5lfLEoczI/AAAAAAAAChk/GOzOqPJmaVk/s1600/spotkanie_stycze%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v_5ckm-Uq9g/TV5lfLEoczI/AAAAAAAAChk/GOzOqPJmaVk/s320/spotkanie_stycze%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575004974953820978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to pierwsza z moich odpowiedzi.&lt;br /&gt;tylko spójrzcie na tę panią - czy nie jest piękna i na wskroś kobieca?&lt;br /&gt;kobiecość idealna to dla mnie między innymi umiejętność zaakceptowania i pokochania siebie.&lt;br /&gt;trudne. ale warto do tego dążyć.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is the first of my answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just look at this lady - isn't she beautiful and incredibly feminine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfect womanhood for me is - among other things - the ability to accept and love yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a difficult task. but absolutely worth striving for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the word under the photo):"I am"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zE7yChTcsgI/TV5lXaAHyJI/AAAAAAAAChc/mrq5kS5n_yQ/s1600/spotkanie_stycze%25C5%2584_czym%2Bjest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 245px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zE7yChTcsgI/TV5lXaAHyJI/AAAAAAAAChc/mrq5kS5n_yQ/s320/spotkanie_stycze%25C5%2584_czym%2Bjest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575004841522481298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i jeszcze kilka zdjęć detali i wnętrza mojego Pełniowego żurnala:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some more photos and details of my Women &amp;amp; The Moon art journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY2Z3blJ-V8/TV5keR_-2sI/AAAAAAAAChU/dI3LtvMTmmg/s1600/spotkanie_detal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XY2Z3blJ-V8/TV5keR_-2sI/AAAAAAAAChU/dI3LtvMTmmg/s320/spotkanie_detal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575003860121868994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHf2djAVLdw/TV5kaBkqZVI/AAAAAAAAChM/tFEFyDkW7EQ/s1600/spotkanie_pierwsze%2Bstrony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AHf2djAVLdw/TV5kaBkqZVI/AAAAAAAAChM/tFEFyDkW7EQ/s320/spotkanie_pierwsze%2Bstrony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575003786992837970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;konieczna była koperta na zbieractwo: ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I desperately needed an envelope to collect bits and pieces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9I6j4IZqBtc/TV5kS9h68wI/AAAAAAAAChE/yriWESpny9Y/s1600/spotkanie_koperta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9I6j4IZqBtc/TV5kS9h68wI/AAAAAAAAChE/yriWESpny9Y/s320/spotkanie_koperta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575003665648513794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2s-1MGiPIQ/TV5kDNqL9uI/AAAAAAAACg8/nH-YJMzqImE/s1600/spotkanie_wn%25C4%2599trze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B2s-1MGiPIQ/TV5kDNqL9uI/AAAAAAAACg8/nH-YJMzqImE/s320/spotkanie_wn%25C4%2599trze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575003395100243682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tylna okładka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back cover:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UUvEYF3cbo/TV5jyk_mEDI/AAAAAAAACg0/FArUc8Xk4r8/s1600/spotkanie_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5UUvEYF3cbo/TV5jyk_mEDI/AAAAAAAACg0/FArUc8Xk4r8/s320/spotkanie_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575003109306273842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-23465971366292344?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/23465971366292344/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-today-instead-of.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/23465971366292344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/23465971366292344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dzisiaj-zamiast-cytatu-today-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiUBgTIS1d0/TV5mFiTrJmI/AAAAAAAACh8/h5u24zi6AvU/s72-c/spotkanie%2Bw%2Bpe%25C5%2582ni_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2845423224661427058</id><published>2011-02-15T22:50:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:18:00.089+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oyg-bXStzFs/TVr1MHL1CBI/AAAAAAAACgc/d3DKTMEJrYI/s1600/pytanie%2Btymonsyl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oyg-bXStzFs/TVr1MHL1CBI/AAAAAAAACgc/d3DKTMEJrYI/s320/pytanie%2Btymonsyl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574037077260306450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dano ci życie, które jest tylko opowieścią. Ale to już twoja sprawa, jak ty ją opowiesz i czy umrzesz pełen dni."&lt;br /&gt;/Marek Hłasko/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You were given a life that is nothing but a story. And it's entirely up to how you tell it and whether you die filled with days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Marek Hłasko/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to moja odpowiedź na&lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/2011/02/kolejne-pytanie.html"&gt; pytanie Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;chyba najtrudniejsze w tej rundzie. sprawka pewnego trzylatka. ;)&lt;br /&gt;a tak wyglądają &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/filozoficzne.html"&gt;odpowiedzi dziewczyn z Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tło znowu kawą malowane.&lt;br /&gt;a ostatnio czytałam jeszcze o barwieniu papieru kawą i wanilią. czas (!) na jeszcze więcej przyjemności. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my answer to another question in the round robin question project I'm taking part in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my answer to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/2011/02/kolejne-pytanie.html"&gt;Tymonsyl's question&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; which was: "How does the time go by?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this was one of the most difficult questions I had to deal with. and it was asked by a certain three-year old boy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text in Tymonsyl's altered book):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;left: "time goes by"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkeniaoQEs0/TVr6iL-vkoI/AAAAAAAACgk/suB89HQH13Y/s1600/pytanie%2Btymonsyl_detal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OkeniaoQEs0/TVr6iL-vkoI/AAAAAAAACgk/suB89HQH13Y/s320/pytanie%2Btymonsyl_detal2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574042954062860930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NGKbRmSK71Y/TVr68SNKS8I/AAAAAAAACgs/UJii2SaJcRI/s1600/pytanie%2Btymonsyl_detal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NGKbRmSK71Y/TVr68SNKS8I/AAAAAAAACgs/UJii2SaJcRI/s320/pytanie%2Btymonsyl_detal1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574043402410544066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(hands of the clocks): "If we acknowledge that the passage of time is a certain thing, and it's impossible to do otherwise, our sole influence on time is the intensity of our participation in this game."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the background is stained with coffee. somehow I can't stop playing with this technique lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yet another addiction? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2845423224661427058?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2845423224661427058/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dano-ci-zycie-ktore-jest-tylko.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (3)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2845423224661427058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2845423224661427058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/dano-ci-zycie-ktore-jest-tylko.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oyg-bXStzFs/TVr1MHL1CBI/AAAAAAAACgc/d3DKTMEJrYI/s72-c/pytanie%2Btymonsyl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4137021996220040155</id><published>2011-02-09T23:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T23:44:21.214+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TVMTMYPrJmI/AAAAAAAACfU/GtLbsx9ODVI/s1600/pytanie%2Bmarty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TVMTMYPrJmI/AAAAAAAACfU/GtLbsx9ODVI/s320/pytanie%2Bmarty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571818267374986850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nigdy nie jest za późno, by stać się tym, kim mogliśmy się stać."&lt;br /&gt;/George Eliot/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"It is never too late to be what you might have been."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/George Eliot/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jakiś czas temu &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/badz-cierpliwa-dla-wszystkiego-co.html"&gt;uchyliłam rąbka&lt;/a&gt; projektu, w którym biorę udział z niezwykłymi Paniami, z którymi spotykam się regularnie w Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;kolaż powyżej jest moją odpowiedzią na pytanie Urtiki: "&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/5428676226/"&gt;Dlaczego by nie?&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/02/na.html"&gt;koniecznie zobaczcie&lt;/a&gt; jakie jeszcze padły odpowiedzi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w dodatku praca muśnięta serendypią. ;)&lt;br /&gt;{nadal nie chce mi się wierzyć, że istnieje takie słowo}&lt;br /&gt;a mianowicie spotkałyśmy się  telepatycznie z Mrouh - &lt;a href="http://manualnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/osmielona.html"&gt;spójrzcie tylko&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this collage is my answer to the first question in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/badz-cierpliwa-dla-wszystkiego-co.html"&gt;a collaborative project&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I wrote about a month ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the question asked by Urtica was: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/49179955@N04/5428676226/"&gt;Why not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my answer is: "Courage!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's more, I had a great serendipity moment with my friend Mrouh who created &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://manualnik.blogspot.com/2011/02/osmielona.html"&gt;a sister collage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; without seeing my work before. her diver says: "Will I finally dare?" ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4137021996220040155?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4137021996220040155/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/nigdy-nie-jest-za-pozno-by-stac-sie-tym.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4137021996220040155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4137021996220040155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/02/nigdy-nie-jest-za-pozno-by-stac-sie-tym.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TVMTMYPrJmI/AAAAAAAACfU/GtLbsx9ODVI/s72-c/pytanie%2Bmarty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-4930717953803095731</id><published>2011-01-30T22:59:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:46:04.906+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXhqLpLTBI/AAAAAAAACbA/62zWL0ohqLQ/s1600/a%2Bjak%2Bach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXhqLpLTBI/AAAAAAAACbA/62zWL0ohqLQ/s320/a%2Bjak%2Bach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568104629109738514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Słowo umiera-/(Głosi opinia) -/Ledwie z ust ujdzie.&lt;br /&gt;Skądże - dopiero/Wtedy zaczyna/Żyć - w tej sekundzie."&lt;br /&gt;/Emily Dickinson/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A word is dead/When it is said,/Some say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I say it just/Begins to live/That day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emily Dickinson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to pierwsze strony z projektu, na który od dawna czekałam - &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/sownik-wyrazow-osobistych.html"&gt;Słownik Wyrazów Osobistych&lt;/a&gt;. {a tutaj &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/errata.html"&gt;p.s.&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;rzecz jest prosta - zapraszamy do zabawy literami i słowami. w dowolnej kolejności i interpretacji. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;these collages are the first pages of a book that I'm altering right now. it's a new exciting project called Personal Dictionary.we are going to play with words and letters and here are myAs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the above):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A is for ach"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXgPoyscRI/AAAAAAAACa4/mXlDzgzVCEM/s1600/a%2Bjak%2Bamant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXgPoyscRI/AAAAAAAACa4/mXlDzgzVCEM/s320/a%2Bjak%2Bamant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568103073566191890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in Polish A is also for a beau or a dandy. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Henryk Mader was considered to be one of the most handsome and elegant men in the capital."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pochwalę się jeszcze papierowymi smakołykami, które przyleciały do mnie w pięknie ozdobionej kopercie z Singapuru. Wymiana Papierowa nieustannie wzbogaca mój świat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to show off these delicious paper goodies that I got from June in our January Paper Swap. the envelope is a great piece of mail art and its content is as exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXf4EdkraI/AAAAAAAACao/BJucPJp0Odg/s1600/june2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXf4EdkraI/AAAAAAAACao/BJucPJp0Odg/s320/june2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568102668676935074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;June zrobiłą też dla mnie notes i już sama okładka złapała mnie prosto za serce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June also made this beautiful journal for me. somehow she knew which words (just look at the cover) I so desperately needed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June, I'm sending you a huge thank you across the world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfxOeY9JI/AAAAAAAACag/TKt7jtuCfUI/s1600/june_notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfxOeY9JI/AAAAAAAACag/TKt7jtuCfUI/s320/june_notebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568102551105631378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfrBT2YRI/AAAAAAAACaY/GXPLn0LnANk/s1600/june_notebook_inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 202px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfrBT2YRI/AAAAAAAACaY/GXPLn0LnANk/s320/june_notebook_inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568102444492546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfibIJ96I/AAAAAAAACaQ/A6WpCqiZFOY/s1600/june_notebook_inside2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfibIJ96I/AAAAAAAACaQ/A6WpCqiZFOY/s320/june_notebook_inside2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568102296803997602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfV8fLWbI/AAAAAAAACaI/k9Zy1AsHW0g/s1600/june_notebook_inside3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXfV8fLWbI/AAAAAAAACaI/k9Zy1AsHW0g/s320/june_notebook_inside3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568102082420627890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-4930717953803095731?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/4930717953803095731/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/sowo-umiera-gosi-opinia-ledwie-z-ust.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4930717953803095731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/4930717953803095731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/sowo-umiera-gosi-opinia-ledwie-z-ust.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TUXhqLpLTBI/AAAAAAAACbA/62zWL0ohqLQ/s72-c/a%2Bjak%2Bach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6543881292038437866</id><published>2011-01-26T00:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T00:27:45.479+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TT9YMQrTt6I/AAAAAAAACXA/SLCUB7FwQbA/s1600/okruchy_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TT9YMQrTt6I/AAAAAAAACXA/SLCUB7FwQbA/s320/okruchy_22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566264632111511458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Zła wiadomość jest taka: czas leci.&lt;br /&gt;Dobra: ty jesteś pilotem."&lt;br /&gt;/Michael Althsuler/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The bad news is time flies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The good news is you're the pilot."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Michael Althsuler/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta strona wpisuje się w mój ostatni zachwyt nad projektem Okruchy Dnia, o którym możecie przeczytać &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/soik-na-mysli-46.html"&gt;w ostatnim Słoiku&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kolaż powstał ze skrawków, których nie wykorzystałam przy pracy, która tego dnia akurat leżała na moim biurku i zabłąkanej w bałaganie ulotki o sztuce teatralnej.&lt;br /&gt;pańcia jest &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/tajemnica-transferow-cz-i.html"&gt;transferem z przepisu Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;tło malowane kawą. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this page in my journal is part of my own version of Remains of the Day project initiated once by &lt;a href="http://dispatchfromla.typepad.com/dispatch_from_la/"&gt;Mary Ann Moss&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love this idea so much - it not only lets you use all those bits &amp;amp; pieces that you can't make yourself to throw away but also it allows you to perfectly capture a moment in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this art journal page was made from unused scraps from one of the round robin altered books I was working on that day and some bits lying around on my very messy desk. the vintage lady is a packaging tape transfer as shown in &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/tajemnica-transferow-cz-i.html"&gt;this post by my friend Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the background is stained with coffee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;from the top - "he never complains about the lack of inspiration - "If it doesn't come, I grab it by its ass and make it sit down next to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"time flies"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the time is now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6543881292038437866?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6543881292038437866/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/za-wiadomosc-jest-taka-czas-leci.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (10)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6543881292038437866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6543881292038437866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/za-wiadomosc-jest-taka-czas-leci.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TT9YMQrTt6I/AAAAAAAACXA/SLCUB7FwQbA/s72-c/okruchy_22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6035359642176949874</id><published>2011-01-21T23:21:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T01:00:19.633+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notesy/notebooks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToWrEvrj4I/AAAAAAAACV4/nBC9h3VHZ0o/s1600/akord_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToWrEvrj4I/AAAAAAAACV4/nBC9h3VHZ0o/s320/akord_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564785218833584002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vox femina&lt;/span&gt; znaczy: głos kobiety. Kobiecy głos jest potężny, twórczy, życiodajny i piękny."&lt;br /&gt;/Phyllis Mathis/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vox femina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; means a woman's voice. The feminine voice is powerful, creative, life-giving, and beautiful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Phyllis Mathis/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagmara i ja postanowiłyśmy porozmawiać.&lt;br /&gt;nasza rozmowa będzie odbywała się na łamach notesów akordeonowych. każda z nas na jednej stronie będzie dodawała swoje kwestie.&lt;br /&gt;powyżej - okładka mojej książeczki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dagmara and I decided to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our conversation will be taking place in accordion mini books that each of us started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we will be adding one page at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the above is the cover of my mini book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"once there was a woman/thinking of all the women who dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToU99ZVczI/AAAAAAAACVw/qCWN74ckOGo/s1600/akord_strona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToU99ZVczI/AAAAAAAACVw/qCWN74ckOGo/s320/akord_strona1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564783344255071026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;moja pierwsza strona i pierwsze zdanie -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first page and my first sentence -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"while waiting for illumination I will be dancing in the air"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToUGvXi1CI/AAAAAAAACVo/mzIXfcUYzME/s1600/akord_strona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToUGvXi1CI/AAAAAAAACVo/mzIXfcUYzME/s320/akord_strona2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564782395596657698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- kontunuowane przez Dagmarę. teraz moja kolej na ciąg dalszy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- that Dagmara continued. and now it's my turn to collage on. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"one needs to become a maiden"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToTLupiFLI/AAAAAAAACVg/5H9TZGESyQs/s1600/akord1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToTLupiFLI/AAAAAAAACVg/5H9TZGESyQs/s320/akord1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564781381791388850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a poniżej książeczka Dagmary.&lt;br /&gt;tematyka idealna wręcz dla mnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here is the cover of Dagmara's mini book - just a perfect topic for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"attention. a manual of an almost perfectionist"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToYI8LpygI/AAAAAAAACWY/XqfGB5Wm9yI/s1600/dagmara_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToYI8LpygI/AAAAAAAACWY/XqfGB5Wm9yI/s320/dagmara_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564786831442692610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dobre rady Dagmary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dagmara's good advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"let yourself be seduced/capture every smile"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToX7ueDrbI/AAAAAAAACWQ/WUq8wQ9MBdM/s1600/dagmara_strona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToX7ueDrbI/AAAAAAAACWQ/WUq8wQ9MBdM/s320/dagmara_strona1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564786604423490994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i moja odpowiedź:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and mine:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"breathe/don't be afraid/don't be afraid/don't be afraid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToXqTk_nkI/AAAAAAAACWI/9l-Uq8i9ayY/s1600/dagmara_moi_strona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToXqTk_nkI/AAAAAAAACWI/9l-Uq8i9ayY/s320/dagmara_moi_strona2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564786305147051586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToXSYZAufI/AAAAAAAACWA/dy91pUhokbg/s1600/dagmara_strony1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToXSYZAufI/AAAAAAAACWA/dy91pUhokbg/s320/dagmara_strony1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564785894122109426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jeszcze pochwalę się cudeńkami z grudniowej Wymiany Papierowej. tym razem z Deb, w temacie pocztowym.&lt;br /&gt;czekolada miała w środku miłosny poemat. już jej nie ma, ale bardzo wspomogła procesy twórcze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would also like to show you what I got from darling Deb in our December postage &amp;amp; mail themed Paper Swap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I must confess that the love letter chocolate is gone already... very helpful while creating. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToJpO09U3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/_iPiLiOZMc0/s1600/paper%2Bswap_deb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 244px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToJpO09U3I/AAAAAAAACVQ/_iPiLiOZMc0/s320/paper%2Bswap_deb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564770893529174898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i jeszcze cudeńka w wykonaniu Deb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and some gorgeous handmade goodies from Deb:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToJyZH4cbI/AAAAAAAACVY/Da5Duk_2sCg/s1600/papaer%2Bswap_deb_paper%2Bflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToJyZH4cbI/AAAAAAAACVY/Da5Duk_2sCg/s320/papaer%2Bswap_deb_paper%2Bflowers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564771050911723954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToIUXGPUAI/AAAAAAAACVI/1B-NueU8th4/s1600/paper%2Bswap_deb_card.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToIUXGPUAI/AAAAAAAACVI/1B-NueU8th4/s320/paper%2Bswap_deb_card.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564769435460259842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i moja ulubiona kartka:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and this card is my very favorite thing. I can't stop admiring it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deb, a huge huge thank you once again for your gifts!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToH0BSiTsI/AAAAAAAACVA/t4Amt7rr0lg/s1600/paper%2Bswap_deb_o%2527keeffe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToH0BSiTsI/AAAAAAAACVA/t4Amt7rr0lg/s320/paper%2Bswap_deb_o%2527keeffe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564768879850442434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6035359642176949874?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6035359642176949874/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/vox-femina-znaczy-gos-kobiety.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6035359642176949874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6035359642176949874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2011/01/vox-femina-znaczy-gos-kobiety.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TToWrEvrj4I/AAAAAAAACV4/nBC9h3VHZ0o/s72-c/akord_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-329574099894454125</id><published>2011-01-05T23:00:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T00:12:45.767+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='altered books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTwI1TZczI/AAAAAAAACQY/W__A_BXUgng/s1600/pytania_ok%25C5%2582adka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTwI1TZczI/AAAAAAAACQY/W__A_BXUgng/s320/pytania_ok%25C5%2582adka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558831874620093234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Bądź cierpliwa dla wszystkiego, co poddaje próbom twoje serce, i spróbuj pokochać pytania. Nie szukaj odpowiedzi teraz, bo nie jesteś gotowa, aby żyć według nich, a najważniejsze to wprowadzać je w życie. Teraz przeżywaj swoje pytania."&lt;br /&gt;/Rainer Maria Rilke/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Be patient toward all that is ensolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves. Do not seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Rainer Maria Rilke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to na razie tylko okładka.&lt;br /&gt;wraz z inspirującymi paniami z &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt; postanowiłyśmy zacząć rozmowę.&lt;br /&gt;każda z nas zadała swoje pytanie i teraz będziemy po kolei na nie odpowiadać.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/przesiadywanie-w-kawiarni-aczy-sie-z.html"&gt;spójrzcie &lt;/a&gt;jak pięknie wyglądają początki naszych dialogów.&lt;br /&gt;wkrótce moje pytanie #1 i odpowiedzi na nie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is just a start - a cover of my new collaborative project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;together with my wonderful inspiring friends from &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt; we decided to start a special kind of conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;each of us made her own altered book in which we asked one question and sent it to the others to answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2011/01/przesiadywanie-w-kawiarni-aczy-sie-z.html"&gt;take a look&lt;/a&gt; at the beautiful covers the girls created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the answers to my question #1 soon to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the title on the cover):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"ask yourself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTwdc3UdUI/AAAAAAAACQg/GGHWbrIG02E/s1600/pytania.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTwdc3UdUI/AAAAAAAACQg/GGHWbrIG02E/s320/pytania.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558832228837127490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTv3vUabYI/AAAAAAAACQI/Eih7XEbF-uY/s1600/pytania_detal1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTv3vUabYI/AAAAAAAACQI/Eih7XEbF-uY/s320/pytania_detal1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558831580955962754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"questions"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TSTuZb4uo6I/AAAAAAAACQA/kaX4-G1Ma94/s1600/pytania_detal2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LYOEKfMI/AAAAAAAACMg/3HZYE-D5avo/s320/dzi%25C4%2599kuj%25C4%2599.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556610025965386946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sztuka dawania podarunku polega na tym, żeby ofiarować coś, czego nie można kupić w żadnym sklepie."&lt;br /&gt;/A.A. Milne/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The art of giving presents is to give something that can't be bought in any shop."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/A.A. Milne/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chciałabym wam pokazać zaledwie część wspaniałych podarunków, które zawitały w moim domu w okolicach świątecznych.&lt;br /&gt;będę chwalić się w odcinkach. :)&lt;br /&gt;dziękuję za pamięć o mnie i za uderzeniowe dawki serca i ciepła schowane do kopert i pudełek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the card):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"a heart warms up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;today I'd like to show you Episode 1 of all the gifts I received this Christmas from my darling blog friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's incredible how much heart and warmth one can pack in a small envelope or a box...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawałek domu &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynki&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a piece of &lt;a href="http://cynkowepoletko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;'s house:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0MQNstRDI/AAAAAAAACM4/1BxMx3w_XZo/s1600/cynkowy%2Bdom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0MQNstRDI/AAAAAAAACM4/1BxMx3w_XZo/s320/cynkowy%2Bdom.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556610987939677234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;przecudne opakowanie wykonane przez &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this wonderful bag sewn by &lt;a href="http://michelle.schowek.net/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0Ly00duvI/AAAAAAAACMw/bf9dpZ1l9oA/s1600/michelle%2Bopakowka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0Ly00duvI/AAAAAAAACMw/bf9dpZ1l9oA/s320/michelle%2Bopakowka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556610483045120754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...kryło w sobie moją własną personalizowaną literkę E.!  od dawna marzyłam o własnej literze, a ta jest idealna w każdym calu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...the bag was hiding my very own personalized letter E.! I've always dreamed of my own letter like that and it's absolutely perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LrHuPWdI/AAAAAAAACMo/tHkWJWf92ik/s1600/moje%2Be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LrHuPWdI/AAAAAAAACMo/tHkWJWf92ik/s320/moje%2Be.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556610350680332754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;{zdjęcia pozwoliłam sobie skubnąć z waszych blogów}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;z lewej Miszelkowy słoiczek smakowitości przyjaźnie przyprawionych, a z prawej choinki stworzone przez &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl &lt;/a&gt;- zielona wyrosła w 2010, a jej sąsiadka to rocznik 2009. marzy mi się cały las... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the little jar on the left is filled with delicious nuts and fruits and peppered with Michelle's friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the adorable Christmas trees were created by &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl &lt;/a&gt;this and last year. now I'm wishing for a whole forest of them... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LIVcXJXI/AAAAAAAACMY/knUU7Oirino/s1600/las%2Bi%2Bbakalie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LIVcXJXI/AAAAAAAACMY/knUU7Oirino/s320/las%2Bi%2Bbakalie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556609753068021106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-9082651857668538685?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/9082651857668538685/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/sztuka-dawania-podarunku-polega-na-tym.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/9082651857668538685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/9082651857668538685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/sztuka-dawania-podarunku-polega-na-tym.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TR0LYOEKfMI/AAAAAAAACMg/3HZYE-D5avo/s72-c/dzi%25C4%2599kuj%25C4%2599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2854116610837679499</id><published>2010-12-23T21:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T22:03:31.686+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='święta/christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kartki/cards'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TRO1650HuRI/AAAAAAAACK0/pfO8Cfw2ozs/s1600/skarpety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TRO1650HuRI/AAAAAAAACK0/pfO8Cfw2ozs/s320/skarpety.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553982789034424594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Odkryłam,  że wiele można się o kimś dowiedzieć patrząc na to, jak radzi sobie z  następującymi rzeczami: deszczowym dniem, zgubionym bagażem i  poplątanymi lampkami choinkowymi."&lt;br /&gt;/Maya Angelou/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I've  learnt that you can tell a lot about a person by the way (s)he handles  these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage and tangled Christmas tree  lights."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Maya Angelou/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text on the card):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"if you love him, don't buy him socks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TROCY4Z7bkI/AAAAAAAACKs/XBLeTqRRe_I/s1600/Georges_de_la_tour_nativite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TROCY4Z7bkI/AAAAAAAACKs/XBLeTqRRe_I/s320/Georges_de_la_tour_nativite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553926129447562818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;w te Święta chciałabym wam życzyć tego, czego nauczyłam się w tym roku:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* umiejętności odnajdywania spokoju. zwłaszcza w chwilach, gdy to wydaje się niemożliwe&lt;br /&gt;* wdzięczności za życzliwość&lt;br /&gt;* wybaczania nieżyczliwości&lt;br /&gt;* znajdywania piękna w najzwyklejszych rzeczach&lt;br /&gt;* zakochiwania się w najzwyklejszych chwilach&lt;br /&gt;* wiary w ludzi&lt;br /&gt;* wiary w przyszłość&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miejcie wyjątkowy czas w nadchodzących dniach.&lt;br /&gt;Eliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jeszcze:&lt;br /&gt;przepiękne dziękuję dla Cynki, Urtiki, Tymonsyl, Martyny, Michelle, Guriany, Kasi i Majki za niezwykłe prezenty i kartki. za wielkie serce, pamięć i uderzeniowe dawki ciepła...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this Christmas I would like to wish you the things that I've learned this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* the ability to find peace. especially in those moments when it seems impossible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* gratitude for good-heartedness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* forgiveness for unkindness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* finding beauty in most ordinary things and places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* falling in love with most ordinary moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* faith in people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;* faith in future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have a very special time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2854116610837679499?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2854116610837679499/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/odkryam-ze-wiele-mozna-sie-o-kims.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (15)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2854116610837679499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2854116610837679499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/odkryam-ze-wiele-mozna-sie-o-kims.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TRO1650HuRI/AAAAAAAACK0/pfO8Cfw2ozs/s72-c/skarpety.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-607402402787327060</id><published>2010-12-17T00:22:00.021+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T15:25:22.040+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawa/coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtM-MS7tuI/AAAAAAAACJg/0UgZZoiGq04/s1600/m%25C5%2582ynek-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtM-MS7tuI/AAAAAAAACJg/0UgZZoiGq04/s320/m%25C5%2582ynek-front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551615597000505058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Sekretem sukcesu każdej kobiety jest znaczna ilość kawy." /Stephanie Piro/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Behind every successful woman is a substantial amount of coffee." /Stephanie Piro/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the coffee grinder says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"coffee? why not!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMtM4WVeI/AAAAAAAACJY/cbUL-HG0CLQ/s1600/m%25C5%2582ynek_bok1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMtM4WVeI/AAAAAAAACJY/cbUL-HG0CLQ/s320/m%25C5%2582ynek_bok1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551615305099662818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I will reveal to you all secrets of coffee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMgwnmHpI/AAAAAAAACJQ/rlWtnCmUbX0/s1600/m%25C5%2582ynek_bok2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMgwnmHpI/AAAAAAAACJQ/rlWtnCmUbX0/s320/m%25C5%2582ynek_bok2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551615091354771090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"coffee named desire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMOID7wLI/AAAAAAAACJI/KkVQZ_CLbpw/s1600/m%25C5%2582ynek_ty%25C5%2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtMOID7wLI/AAAAAAAACJI/KkVQZ_CLbpw/s320/m%25C5%2582ynek_ty%25C5%2582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551614771230130354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"super (s)heroes and coffee"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeszły tydzień obfitował we wzruszenia.&lt;br /&gt;najpierw dostałam to obiecujące pudełeczko od &lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Konstancji8&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last week was filled with emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first, I received this little box from &lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Konstancja8&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqh74P1WyI/AAAAAAAACIw/w3nfmLLGkgI/s1600/konstancja_pude%25C5%2582ko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 207px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqh74P1WyI/AAAAAAAACIw/w3nfmLLGkgI/s320/konstancja_pude%25C5%2582ko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551427540770708258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...a w nim kryła się przepiękna kartka nawiązująca do&lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/szuflandia-vintage.html"&gt; tej komódki&lt;/a&gt;, którą się kiedyś zachwyciłam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...inside there was this gorgeous card with a motif that I once admired &lt;a href="http://retrodrobiazgi.blogspot.com/2010/03/szuflandia-vintage.html"&gt;on one of Konstancja's works&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhy0hHOdI/AAAAAAAACIo/ILABNKhezsM/s1600/konstancja_kartka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhy0hHOdI/AAAAAAAACIo/ILABNKhezsM/s320/konstancja_kartka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551427385150618066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...i to nie koniec, bo w środku było jeszcze więcej inspiracji...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...and there were even more inspirations inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhhvLbkOI/AAAAAAAACIg/-TYZ1WwA41c/s1600/konstancja_kartka1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhhvLbkOI/AAAAAAAACIg/-TYZ1WwA41c/s320/konstancja_kartka1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551427091659722978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a kilka dni później zapukał do mnie poznański Gwiazdorek. ;)&lt;br /&gt;pamiętacie &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2010/12/ida-czas-prezentow.html"&gt;te piękne opakowania Guriany&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and a couple of days later I got yet another promising gift &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2010/12/ida-czas-prezentow.html"&gt;so beautifully wrapped by Guriana&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhY0NwYhI/AAAAAAAACIY/Mqqo0ybgCx8/s1600/guriana_opakowki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhY0NwYhI/AAAAAAAACIY/Mqqo0ybgCx8/s320/guriana_opakowki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551426938392830482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;do tego była zawieszka z moim portretem ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a gorgeous tag with my portrait was attached to it ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhL39e1iI/AAAAAAAACIQ/2mqhS5gGqvQ/s1600/guriana_tag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqhL39e1iI/AAAAAAAACIQ/2mqhS5gGqvQ/s320/guriana_tag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551426716060014114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a w środku..........&lt;br /&gt;Guriana pokazała jakiś czas temu &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2010/11/piec-razy-kobiecosc.html"&gt;ten wspaniały zestaw retro kobiecości&lt;/a&gt;. nawet przez myśl mi nie przeszło, że został zrobiony specjalnie dla mnie...&lt;br /&gt;{kochana, ośmieliłam się skraść ci kilka zdjęć}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guriana showed &lt;a href="http://guriana.blogspot.com/2010/11/piec-razy-kobiecosc.html"&gt;this amazing work&lt;/a&gt; of hers a while ago and never ever in my dreams did I suspect that she created this beauty especially for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqg9NySnLI/AAAAAAAACII/lALgPIIyyms/s1600/guriana_kobieco%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqg9NySnLI/AAAAAAAACII/lALgPIIyyms/s320/guriana_kobieco%25C5%259B%25C4%2587.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551426464220617906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqgefoMdRI/AAAAAAAACIA/33gHfIbYYrQ/s1600/guriana_kobieco%25C5%259B%25C4%2587_inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqgefoMdRI/AAAAAAAACIA/33gHfIbYYrQ/s320/guriana_kobieco%25C5%259B%25C4%2587_inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551425936434165010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a to moje nowe przyjaciółki....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and here are my new girlfriends...................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqfPM5v_dI/AAAAAAAACH4/5SuUm8OK-EM/s1600/my%2Bnew%2Bfriends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQqfPM5v_dI/AAAAAAAACH4/5SuUm8OK-EM/s320/my%2Bnew%2Bfriends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551424574197857746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blogowy świat nie przestaje mnie zadziwiać swoją hojnością.&lt;br /&gt;to naprawdę niezwykłe, jak potraficie dzielić się swoimi talentami i upiększacie i wzbogacacie moją rzeczywistość.&lt;br /&gt;dziękuję z całego serca. choć to tak mało powiedziane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blogland doesn't stop amazing me with its generosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's truly wonderful how so many of you can share your talents and make my world so much richer and more beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-607402402787327060?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/607402402787327060/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekretem-sukcesu-kazdej-kobiety-jest.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (6)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/607402402787327060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/607402402787327060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/sekretem-sukcesu-kazdej-kobiety-jest.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQtM-MS7tuI/AAAAAAAACJg/0UgZZoiGq04/s72-c/m%25C5%2582ynek-front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8732115630945045125</id><published>2010-12-14T00:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T01:11:41.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zdania/sentences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQapdZ7Y_vI/AAAAAAAACHI/i-c61DlKEpc/s1600/razem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQapdZ7Y_vI/AAAAAAAACHI/i-c61DlKEpc/s320/razem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550309913422003954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Musisz pozwolić narodzić się twoim obrazom. One są przyszłością  czekającą na narodziny. Nie lękaj się tej obcości, którą w sobie  czujesz. Przyszłość musi wejść w ciebie na długo przedtem, zanim się  zdarzy... Po prostu czekaj na narodziny... na godzinę nowej jasności."&lt;br /&gt;/R.M. Rilke/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You must give birth to your images. They are the future waiting to be  born. Fear not the strangeness you feel. The future must enter you long  before it happens. Just wait for the birth, for the the hour of the new  clarity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/R.M. Rilke/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dokonałyśmy napadu z bronią w ręku. a dokładniej: z nożyczkami. na pewną Panią. a dokładniej: numer grudniowy.&lt;br /&gt;ten sam zestaw obrazów i słów, a tak różne efekty. &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/napad.html"&gt;rezultaty &lt;/a&gt;do obejrzenia w Collage Caffe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my Collage Caffe friends and I decided to collage the same magazine for women. one issue, the same images and words and &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/napad.html"&gt;the results&lt;/a&gt; turned out to be so completely different. fascinating...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"close your eyes/listen to your inner voice/imagine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"it's time to make your unfulfilled dreams and wishes come true"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"together we're strong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQapjkXc7aI/AAAAAAAACHQ/WHAe3fCCCjM/s1600/caffe_prze%25C5%25BCycie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQapjkXc7aI/AAAAAAAACHQ/WHAe3fCCCjM/s320/caffe_prze%25C5%25BCycie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550310019303271842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"the point is not the didaskalia but the experience that will transform us"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8732115630945045125?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8732115630945045125/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/musisz-pozwolic-narodzic-sie-twoim.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (9)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8732115630945045125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8732115630945045125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/musisz-pozwolic-narodzic-sie-twoim.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TQapdZ7Y_vI/AAAAAAAACHI/i-c61DlKEpc/s72-c/razem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-6199097074015616717</id><published>2010-12-08T22:18:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:47:41.624+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kartki/cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_25tr2htI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Lqleb86uFgs/s1600/pomara%25C5%2584cza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_25tr2htI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Lqleb86uFgs/s320/pomara%25C5%2584cza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548424737320240850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Prawdziwe piękno człowieka można dostrzec wyłącznie wtedy, gdy się on starzeje."&lt;br /&gt;/Anouk Aimee/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can only perceive real beauty in a person as they get old."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Anouk Aimee/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"an enterprising old lady"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten kolaż jest rezultatem inspiracji zaproponowanej jakiś czas temu przez Cynkę w naszej &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;. w cyklu Filiżanka Sztuki zaopiekowałyśmy się tym obrazem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the collage above - in our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my friend Cynka inspired us to create a work based on this painting:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_2uG_SqDI/AAAAAAAACGI/qROplrSxLkM/s1600/pomara%25C5%2584czarka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_2uG_SqDI/AAAAAAAACGI/qROplrSxLkM/s320/pomara%25C5%2584czarka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548424537954232370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zobaczcie też prace &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/44-tys-euro.html"&gt;Cynki&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/poszukiwana-pozadana.html"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-zimowa-chandre.html"&gt;Urtiki &lt;/a&gt;i &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/likier-pomaranczowy.html"&gt;Mrouh&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more works by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/44-tys-euro.html"&gt;Cynka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/poszukiwana-pozadana.html"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/na-zimowa-chandre.html"&gt;Urtica &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/2010/12/likier-pomaranczowy.html"&gt;Mrouh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_2euqdnHI/AAAAAAAACGA/EHS8xiMxMpY/s1600/babcie%2Bkombinuj%25C4%2585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_2euqdnHI/AAAAAAAACGA/EHS8xiMxMpY/s320/babcie%2Bkombinuj%25C4%2585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548424273726381170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a na fali babciowej skleiłam jeszcze taką kartkę (papier od niezrównanej &lt;a href="http://eight.pl/index.php"&gt;Eight&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love images of elderly ladies and so I also created this card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"grandmas are up to something"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a na koniec nowa porcja smakołyków:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://inspiracje.scrap.com.pl/2010/12/08/nowe-cwieki-latarnia-morska-i-blog-candy/"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_2X1mu28I/AAAAAAAACF4/CFe33nD2aVE/s320/blogcandy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548424155330698178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-6199097074015616717?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/6199097074015616717/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/prawdziwe-piekno-czowieka-mozna.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (13)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6199097074015616717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/6199097074015616717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/prawdziwe-piekno-czowieka-mozna.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TP_25tr2htI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Lqleb86uFgs/s72-c/pomara%25C5%2584cza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1634465451006266089</id><published>2010-12-02T23:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T00:53:40.250+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kolaż/collage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zdania/sentences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inni/others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPglZyLDozI/AAAAAAAACEY/lxNOVdWLGOA/s1600/bez%2Bkomentarzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPglZyLDozI/AAAAAAAACEY/lxNOVdWLGOA/s320/bez%2Bkomentarzy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546224066001871666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Serce kobiety jest głębokim oceanem sekretów."&lt;br /&gt;/Gloria Stuart/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="body"&gt;"A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Gloria Stuart/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praca rozgrzewkowa powstała według &lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/05/soik-na-mysli-9-thought-jar-9.html"&gt;przepisu na szybki kolaż za Słoika na myśli #9&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;jedna "viva", nożyczki, klej i pozwoliłam zdaniom płynąć.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a warm-up collage made according to the rules from the series of my inspirational posts called The Thought Jar. &lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/05/soik-na-mysli-9-thought-jar-9.html"&gt;a recipe for a quick collage - Thought #9&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just one magazine, scissors, glue and I simply let the sentences flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"an inward journay/an inaccessible land/creative torments, doubts, euphoria/it's too intimate/which makes others even more curious/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no wonder/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finding herself/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she left the guesswork with no comments"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niedawno w moim domu zamieszkał ten obraz.&lt;br /&gt;to prezent od &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;. do której nie potrafię już znaleźć odpowiednich przymiotników.&lt;br /&gt;jest tylko wzruszenie.&lt;br /&gt;kto, jak nie ty...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a couple of days ago this canvas arrived in the post. this is a gift from my friend &lt;a href="http://okonawarsztat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tymonsyl&lt;/a&gt;. I can no longer find appropriate adjectives to describe her. there is just emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPgkONFzR0I/AAAAAAAACEI/kOP4KxZ7684/s1600/tymonsyl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPgkONFzR0I/AAAAAAAACEI/kOP4KxZ7684/s320/tymonsyl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546222767557527362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a jakby tego było mało - &lt;a href="http://artebanale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte Banale&lt;/a&gt; obdarowała mnie jednym ze swoich nie-zwykłych naszyjników. tak ot. po prostu.&lt;br /&gt;(zdjęcie od niej skradzione...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as if this was not enough, &lt;a href="http://artebanale.blogspot.com/"&gt;Arte Banale&lt;/a&gt; surprised me with one of her amazing necklaces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPgkding7JI/AAAAAAAACEQ/HNOLVdm3hHw/s1600/arte%2Bbanale_naszyjnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPgkding7JI/AAAAAAAACEQ/HNOLVdm3hHw/s320/arte%2Bbanale_naszyjnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546223031034113170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dziękuję.&lt;br /&gt;nie przestajecie mnie zadziwiać...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-1634465451006266089?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/1634465451006266089/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/serce-kobiety-jest-gebokim-oceanem.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1634465451006266089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1634465451006266089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/12/serce-kobiety-jest-gebokim-oceanem.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPglZyLDozI/AAAAAAAACEY/lxNOVdWLGOA/s72-c/bez%2Bkomentarzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-8835349187291695287</id><published>2010-11-29T23:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:48:42.586+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wydarzenia/events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='collage caffe'/><title type='text'>zapraszamy / welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPQpy_b8UjI/AAAAAAAACCI/YyT3dsGTJrI/s1600/four%2Bsisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPQpy_b8UjI/AAAAAAAACCI/YyT3dsGTJrI/s320/four%2Bsisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545102997198754354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;otworzyłyśmy Kawiarnię. ;)&lt;br /&gt;na stoliku oprócz kawy i herbaty znajdą się też nożyczki, klej i dużo papieru.&lt;br /&gt;będzie też miejsce dla gości.&lt;br /&gt;zapraszamy więc do &lt;a href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we opened a Café. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on our table there will obviously be cups of coffee and tea but also some delicious mess of scissors, glue and lots of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there will also always be place for our guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so feel welcome to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://collagecaffe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Collage Caffe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/English translation soon to come/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-8835349187291695287?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/8835349187291695287/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/zapraszamy-welcome.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (11)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8835349187291695287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/8835349187291695287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/zapraszamy-welcome.html' title='zapraszamy / welcome'/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TPQpy_b8UjI/AAAAAAAACCI/YyT3dsGTJrI/s72-c/four%2Bsisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1952980777349655619</id><published>2010-11-23T23:23:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T23:40:04.838+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft imaginarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panie/ladies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decoupage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wyzwania/challenges'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zeszyty/journals'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_bxQG8KI/AAAAAAAAB_w/guxnE5YhBFY/s1600/maria%2Bantonina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_bxQG8KI/AAAAAAAAB_w/guxnE5YhBFY/s320/maria%2Bantonina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542874987696156834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Skoro bowiem 'królowe odchodzą z tego świata urocze i młode', muszą się też odradzać pod nową postacią i zbierać całkiem nowe dowody uznania."&lt;br /&gt;/Cecil Beaton/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"For if 'queens have died young and fair,' they are also reborn,  appearing in new guises which often create their own terms of  appreciation."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Cecil Beaton/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moja interpretacja na nowe wyzwanie na Craft Imaginarium - &lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/11/maria-antonina.html"&gt;Maria Antonina&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my work for a new challenge on Craft Imaginarium - &lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/11/maria-antonina.html"&gt;Marie Antoinette&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(the text says):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"trapped in my own thoughts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co wiąże się również z pewną wymianą, która miała miejsce jeszcze we wrześniu. urocza &lt;a href="http://nesse-art.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nesse&lt;/a&gt; zaprosiła mnie do działania właśnie w temacie Marii A. umówiłyśmy się, że będzie to pudełko + niespodzianka w nim.&lt;br /&gt;poniżej moja komódka, którą wypełniłam smakowitymi drobiażdżkami mającymi sprowokować Nesse do działania. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last September I was invited by lovely &lt;a href="http://nesse-art.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nesse &lt;/a&gt;to swap handmade boxes (with something nice inside) exactly in the same theme of Marie A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;below the box that I made for Nesse. I filled it with some nice crafty bits and pieces which were supposed to provoke her to some creative actions. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_WceXrpI/AAAAAAAAB_o/9GyObij6cKE/s1600/maria%2Ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_WceXrpI/AAAAAAAAB_o/9GyObij6cKE/s320/maria%2Ba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542874896219483794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{drawer #1}: "who is she?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{drawer #2}: "her secrets"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{drawer #3}: "fleeting moments"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dalej dary Nesse - czarujące pudełko, a w nim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_O0xEF8I/AAAAAAAAB_g/35Njku1409o/s1600/nesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;below the gifts from Nesse - this charming box and inside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_HFLkljI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/JDewCvwaxlc/s1600/nesse_pude%25C5%2582ko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_HFLkljI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/JDewCvwaxlc/s320/nesse_pude%25C5%2582ko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542874632268584498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- notes na lodówkę i moje prywatne lustereczko, które wszędzie ze mną chodzi i sprawia, że czuję się jak dama. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Miła Z., chociaż minęło już sporo czasu, to te drobiazgi nie przestają mnie cieszyć.&lt;br /&gt;z całego serca dziękuję.&lt;br /&gt;również za tamten wieczór w kawiarni specjalizującej się w horror vacui... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- a fridge magnet and this gorgeous altered mirror which I carry everywhere with me and which makes me feel a little bit more ladylike. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_O0xEF8I/AAAAAAAAB_g/35Njku1409o/s1600/nesse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 223px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_O0xEF8I/AAAAAAAAB_g/35Njku1409o/s320/nesse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542874765301389250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-1952980777349655619?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/1952980777349655619/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/skoro-bowiem-krolowe-odchodza-z-tego.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (8)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1952980777349655619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/1952980777349655619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/skoro-bowiem-krolowe-odchodza-z-tego.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOw_bxQG8KI/AAAAAAAAB_w/guxnE5YhBFY/s72-c/maria%2Bantonina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-2538162412719464187</id><published>2010-11-20T16:56:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T02:18:30.098+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pytania/questions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalendarze/calendars'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfyJ3Hn-EI/AAAAAAAAB_A/vSwr3b4jZ6Q/s1600/kalendarz_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfyJ3Hn-EI/AAAAAAAAB_A/vSwr3b4jZ6Q/s320/kalendarz_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541664117731358786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Dzieło sztuki nie jest serią odpowiedzi, jest serią pytań. To nie odpowiedź oświeca, lecz pytanie."&lt;br /&gt;/Eugè&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ne Ionesco/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalendarz na biurko. do kupienia &lt;a href="http://cojazrobilam.blogspot.com/2010/11/pytania-retoryczne.html"&gt;TUTAJ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulu, dziękuję! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A work of art is not a series of answers, it is a series of questions. It is not the answer that enlightens, but the question."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Eugène Ionesco/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a desk calendar that I made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{the front of the calendar}:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"difficult questions/easy questions/I'm looking for the answers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfx_j87-uI/AAAAAAAAB-4/XJhNoqfJ3WU/s1600/pytania_stycze%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfx_j87-uI/AAAAAAAAB-4/XJhNoqfJ3WU/s320/pytania_stycze%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541663940787567330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{January}: "what should a woman be like?/femme fatale or a girl from next door?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfx3EQFa8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/EqsrsqHgeCE/s1600/pytania_luty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfx3EQFa8I/AAAAAAAAB-w/EqsrsqHgeCE/s320/pytania_luty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541663794838989762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{February}: "how to forget about winter?/where is this chill from?/can one love in the winter then?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxv7iB7jI/AAAAAAAAB-o/isZ8RyF2Iw8/s1600/pytania_marzec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxv7iB7jI/AAAAAAAAB-o/isZ8RyF2Iw8/s320/pytania_marzec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541663672239255090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{March}: "what will help?/a journey?/a new dress?/simply go to sleep?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxhCDr_ZI/AAAAAAAAB-g/WL-0n1D9k1Q/s1600/pytania_kwiecie%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxhCDr_ZI/AAAAAAAAB-g/WL-0n1D9k1Q/s320/pytania_kwiecie%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541663416292998546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{April}: "what shall I wear?/diamonds?/pinks, feathers and lace?/when one should leave the hat in the wardrobe?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxJk73-MI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-AHr4kf-u6U/s1600/pytania_maj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxJk73-MI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/-AHr4kf-u6U/s320/pytania_maj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541663013338609858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{May}: "a humdrum existence is becoming a nuisance?/what do you need now?/some time for yourself?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxAmjvnWI/AAAAAAAAB-I/AGlt7PCv4ao/s1600/pytania_czerwiec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfxAmjvnWI/AAAAAAAAB-I/AGlt7PCv4ao/s320/pytania_czerwiec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541662859155447138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{June}: "where have you been?/a confession?/do you think it's that easy to give your heart to somebody?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwuIEztcI/AAAAAAAAB-A/6iO6kV0FNvE/s1600/pytania_lipiec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwuIEztcI/AAAAAAAAB-A/6iO6kV0FNvE/s320/pytania_lipiec.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541662541734983106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{July}: "a kitchen stairway to heaven?/why iron the towels when they get creased anyway?/shall I clean up?/is it just enough to smell nice?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[about the last question - this is what we say in Polish about ladies who don't do anything around the house and whose "job" is just to look nice. ;)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwjIBYT_I/AAAAAAAAB94/Jwd9M6j-WjM/s1600/pytania_sierpie%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwjIBYT_I/AAAAAAAAB94/Jwd9M6j-WjM/s320/pytania_sierpie%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541662352742043634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{August}: "a walk in Paris?/how do you say it?/ parlez-vous français?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwWcCCXDI/AAAAAAAAB9w/J0DraMc3REw/s1600/pytania_wrzesie%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwWcCCXDI/AAAAAAAAB9w/J0DraMc3REw/s320/pytania_wrzesie%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541662134775209010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{September}: "and you, what's inside you?/how much hope do you have?/how do you see the world?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwE0RymcI/AAAAAAAAB9o/Ic-SxwjkWYg/s1600/pytania_pa%25C5%25BAdziernik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfwE0RymcI/AAAAAAAAB9o/Ic-SxwjkWYg/s320/pytania_pa%25C5%25BAdziernik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541661832046090690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{October}: "what shall I do in life?/head in the clouds?/get real?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfv9ryDaQI/AAAAAAAAB9g/UrxxmEj-elE/s1600/pytania_listopad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfv9ryDaQI/AAAAAAAAB9g/UrxxmEj-elE/s320/pytania_listopad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541661709506406658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{November}: "how not to go mad?/scream and stomp your feet?/and everything will be all right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfvyx3v2nI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Qp1Ur-HuEwU/s1600/pytania_grudzie%25C5%2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfvyx3v2nI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/Qp1Ur-HuEwU/s320/pytania_grudzie%25C5%2584.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541661522162342514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;{December}: "when?/in the future?/and now?/what's stopping you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3761564605616000969-2538162412719464187?l=drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/feeds/2538162412719464187/comments/default' title='Komentarze do posta'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/dzieo-sztuki-nie-jest-seria-odpowiedzi.html#comment-form' title='Komentarze (14)'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2538162412719464187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3761564605616000969/posts/default/2538162412719464187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2010/11/dzieo-sztuki-nie-jest-seria-odpowiedzi.html' title=''/><author><name>druga szesnaście</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05808333639343992216</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/SygP7jB0_MI/AAAAAAAAAZM/CpwyZwI8Yno/S220/paper+hat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOfyJ3Hn-EI/AAAAAAAAB_A/vSwr3b4jZ6Q/s72-c/kalendarz_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3761564605616000969.post-1884957154199940984</id><published>2010-11-18T14:04:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T14:38:29.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft imaginarium'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wreck this journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper swap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wyzwania/challenges'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOUmpE6I89I/AAAAAAAAB78/HnLpJoBfOq0/s1600/znajdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_49kQPVvCJ50/TOUmpE6I89I/AAAAAAAAB78/HnLpJoBfOq0/s320/znajdy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540877403683353554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Kreatywność polega na tym, żeby przeniknąć rzeczywistość w poszukiwaniu cudu."&lt;br /&gt;/Bill Moyers/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/11/znalezione-niekradzione.html"&gt;nowe wyzwanie na Craft Imaginarium&lt;/a&gt; polega na...zbieraniu śmieci. :)&lt;br /&gt;już kiedyś popełniłam &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2009/10/nadejdzie-dzien-kiedy-zwyka-marchewka.html"&gt;pracę ze spacerowych znalezisk&lt;/a&gt;. lubię "ratować" zguby i dawać im nowe życie. {nie macie pojęcia ile ludzie gubią guzików........ ;)}&lt;br /&gt;zapraszamy do zabawy do końca listopada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wszystkie elementy kolażu - oprócz tekstów - znalezione na ulicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Creativity is piercing the mundane to find the marvelous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/Bill Moyers/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a new challenge on Craft Imaginarium is about... collecting rubbish. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the point is to go for a walk, look around, collect some lost objects and create something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see some examples &lt;a href="http://craft-imaginarium.blogspot.com/2010/11/znalezione-niekradzione.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love the idea of finding beauty in most unexpected/mundane places and objects. some time ago I created a large &lt;a href="http://drugaszesnascie.blogspot.com/2009/10/nadejdzie-dzien-kiedy-zwyka-marchewka.html"&gt;canvas using elements found&lt;/a&gt; in the street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the collage above was made in my "Wreck This Journal" - apart from the text, all the elements were found on the ground during my walks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 
