<?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-37320840</id><updated>2011-09-28T11:18:14.947-07:00</updated><category term='Lombok'/><category term='processing'/><category term='frog'/><category term='Motorcycle'/><category term='creatures'/><category term='connection'/><category term='scorpion'/><category term='community'/><category term='art'/><category term='homesick'/><category term='Wesley'/><category term='Mosquitos'/><category term='earthquake'/><category term='Malang'/><category term='porch'/><category term='phone call'/><category term='Charis'/><category term='Batulicin'/><category term='mouse'/><category term='travel'/><category term='SPRING'/><category term='water'/><category term='Baby'/><category term='Gingerbread'/><category term='Language'/><category term='proactive'/><category term='Clara'/><category term='P. Rudy'/><category term='Senggigi'/><category term='Monkey'/><category term='Tommy'/><category term='tsunami'/><category term='Philly team'/><category term='Indonesian'/><category term='Sandra'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Seeds of Hope'/><category term='Samoffs'/><category term='Painting'/><category term='Christopher'/><category term='healing'/><category term='Birth'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='Lelly'/><category term='chair'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Ubud'/><category term='Kaemba'/><category term='KidsMosaic'/><category term='mud flood'/><category term='children&apos;s home'/><category term='school'/><category term='river'/><category term='Kalimantan'/><category term='Pearsons'/><category term='lunch'/><category term='Hana'/><category term='Beach'/><category term='Villa Tidar'/><category term='Bali'/><category term='Polehan'/><category term='food'/><category term='small world'/><category term='Practice'/><category term='house'/><category term='Futsal'/><category term='traffic'/><category term='cat'/><category term='Spraying'/><category term='Training'/><category term='warning'/><category term='Sierra'/><category term='Marta'/><title type='text'>Getting from here to there</title><subtitle type='html'>Destination: Much Fruit&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Leela's journey - An artist exploring the world, from California to Indonesia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>392</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-663162860242953428</id><published>2011-09-27T13:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:27:53.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Wenny passed away at the end of July. We were able to spend time with her and her family while we were there: her three girls, her husband, her parents and even, during my year there, her sister. Though I'm sure that it isn't an easy transition, I know that they are surrounded with love and hope.&lt;br /&gt;
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In July, we found out we're expecting an addition. So we decided to look for a new home. In September, we moved in. While it might be a little while until we get to travel the world again, I know that it was in perfect timing that we were able to travel this last trip.&lt;br /&gt;
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I've moved significantly further away from all of my teaching gigs. Though I still love watching the process of exploring art, especially with kids, I know it's time to do a little more internal, creative exploration. How do these parents do it?!&lt;br /&gt;
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And we keep learning!&amp;nbsp; Whether we finally understand what teachers tried to teach us, or discovering life lessons - it's a good place to be.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, it's only afterwards that we can finally appreciate the process.&lt;br /&gt;
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While we were in Indonesia, my mom taught about perspective.&amp;nbsp; She also taught the hula.&amp;nbsp; Kids were so captivated by it when she visited in 2008.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to see a new group of kids soak it in!&amp;nbsp; For many, it had been their first time dancing.&amp;nbsp; In a culture rich with history and creativity, it was great to show them something from a different culture, which is just as filled with creativity.&lt;br /&gt;
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My dear friend, their teacher, will be getting married next month.&amp;nbsp; What a great way to spend her 'summer vacation'.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What a journey it has been.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited for her! &lt;br /&gt;
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We booked our tickets and within weeks, our friend was unable to walk and sometimes unrecognizable to her closest friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;
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We were able to visit her a couple times - each time the day after dialysis, her best days.&amp;nbsp; Her spirits were up.&amp;nbsp; She was able to celebrate two of her daughters birthdays that month.&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;Though we didn't get to walk around town with her, we were able to visit  at the after-school program she started. I even got to do an art  project with some of the moms!&amp;nbsp; It was fun to see them enjoy creativity, to admire beauty, and to find it within themselves.&amp;nbsp; None of them wanted to leave when time was up.&amp;nbsp; They ate delicious homemade scones (mom's specialty) and stayed to finish their projects.&lt;br /&gt;
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I can hear the party going on two houses down - still.&amp;nbsp; They've been  partying since 5:30 p.m.&amp;nbsp; This reminds me of the Indonesian wedding.&amp;nbsp;  Granted, we didn't have soundproof doors, nor double-paned windows in Indonesia.&amp;nbsp; But  there &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; someone singing karaoke for all of the neighborhood to hear  when most would have rather been sound asleep!&amp;nbsp; And although it is a traditional invitation to the neighborhood in Indonesia, I doubt my neighbors are actually inviting me to join their late night activities. &lt;br /&gt;
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While I'm still up, here are a few images from Indonesia.&amp;nbsp; Today's theme: Traffic.&lt;br /&gt;
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Here are a few things you might find in Indonesian traffic...&lt;br /&gt;
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- Motorcycles galore!&amp;nbsp; Everywhere you look, motorcycles, motorcycles, motorcycles.&lt;br /&gt;
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- Motorcycles weave in and out of traffic at any chance they get.&amp;nbsp; Especially during a traffic jam, you'll be sure to find motorcyclist squeezing through every open space to inch their way forward.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- It's very common to find 3, 4 and even 5 people on a single motorcycle in Indonesia. Poor kid is sandwiched.&amp;nbsp; Having to hold on while catching some z's = nearly impossible.&amp;nbsp; His face expresses how I feel about now - I just want to sleep...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1fzG4vIYC8/TdjUfXTKkKI/AAAAAAAAB0s/UYikJozNGHY/s1600/DSCN3002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k1fzG4vIYC8/TdjUfXTKkKI/AAAAAAAAB0s/UYikJozNGHY/s320/DSCN3002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7NM0JEYiZo/TdjU8JRWD4I/AAAAAAAAB04/coYciM0GmjY/s1600/DSCN2995.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; color: #38761d; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bq6AbHRxou8/TdTr4klciDI/AAAAAAAABzo/8lTdh9ZKuAE/s1600/DSCN2795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bq6AbHRxou8/TdTr4klciDI/AAAAAAAABzo/8lTdh9ZKuAE/s320/DSCN2795.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;What to do with an 8 hour layover after a 14 hour flight?&amp;nbsp; Get out of the airport!&amp;nbsp; My mom and I took the subway to explore just a little of Hong Kong.&amp;nbsp; We made sure to stop in a bakery to try some fresh pastries.&amp;nbsp; (Notice: my drink is the color of the cement.&amp;nbsp; I had to try it for kicks, but it's not my favorite.)&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed our snacks along the Walk of Fame where hundreds of tourists also joined us.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;I'd been here 5 years ago, around the same time of year, and also for a layover on my way to Indonesia.&amp;nbsp; At that time, they were doing some construction.&amp;nbsp; I think this fountain/pool might be new too!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;We rode a ferry back for the experience.&amp;nbsp; We visited the Financial Center (tallest building in the city) where visitors could see a view of the city from the 55th floor.&amp;nbsp; Notice, that's the &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; floor we were allowed to get out.&amp;nbsp; They had an exhibit about Hong Kong money - its history, its production.&amp;nbsp; All quite fascinating to me as I work with various print methods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;Anyway, it was a great way to stretch, get fresh air and simply explore another culture! Even if we were in Hong Kong for only for a few hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3479350846061313961?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3479350846061313961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3479350846061313961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3479350846061313961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3479350846061313961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/05/from-week-1-hong-kong-layover.html' title='From Week 1: Hong Kong Layover'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nImywenHOCM/TdTswO-egOI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/kNbgJt1sdrA/s72-c/DSCN2852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1943070531539982454</id><published>2011-05-17T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T23:55:38.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For You To See</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMLy_BPqdCw/TdNs0d_0WyI/AAAAAAAABzM/VWcgAFAroKU/s1600/DSCN2853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMLy_BPqdCw/TdNs0d_0WyI/AAAAAAAABzM/VWcgAFAroKU/s320/DSCN2853.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn-_Vvm2dDw/TdNtTFDBVwI/AAAAAAAABzk/49GL1LOMp_s/s1600/DSCN2885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vn-_Vvm2dDw/TdNtTFDBVwI/AAAAAAAABzk/49GL1LOMp_s/s320/DSCN2885.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;A week after returning, I'm still dealing with jetlag.&amp;nbsp; But while I recover, you can enjoy pictures at last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;First, here are a few from our first few days in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1305697925_9" style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Indonesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #6aa84f;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;  Upon arrival, we purchase our visas.&amp;nbsp; We snacked on delicious roasted  peanuts.&amp;nbsp; Throughout the trip, my mom journaled constantly.&amp;nbsp; After a  couple days of travel, we enjoyed an afternoon of swimming.&amp;nbsp; While  visiting Kursani in the hospital,&amp;nbsp; Donny caught a dragonfly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were  invited to Emily's 5th birthday party, where we were treated to  delicious, chocolate Tinkerbell cake and went home with a sack full of  Indonesian snacks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1943070531539982454?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1943070531539982454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1943070531539982454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1943070531539982454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1943070531539982454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/05/for-you-to-see.html' title='For You To See'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wMLy_BPqdCw/TdNs0d_0WyI/AAAAAAAABzM/VWcgAFAroKU/s72-c/DSCN2853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-3496866823030962844</id><published>2011-05-11T02:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T20:08:04.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Laundry Tormorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Rolled out of bed at 1 pm today.&amp;nbsp; Spent the day trying to unpack, sort through and put things back in their places.&amp;nbsp; At 2 am, we're still wide awake.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping to wake up earlier than 1 pm tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; Welcome to jetlag.&lt;br /&gt;
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Things I already miss:&lt;br /&gt;
Friends in 3D&lt;br /&gt;
Shanghai's tall buildings with unique architecture&lt;br /&gt;
fruit juices and specialty drinks&lt;br /&gt;
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Things I don't miss:&lt;br /&gt;
the humidity&lt;br /&gt;
The Bund Sightseeing Tunnel = lame&lt;br /&gt;
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While in China, we met a man named Nacho from Spain.&amp;nbsp; Our friends are all well, though adjusting to changes isn't always easy.&amp;nbsp; Seeing them in their new elements, however short or long they end up staying, was super exciting.&amp;nbsp; 4 K's, YV and 5 B's, thanks for letting us into your worlds!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
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Tormorrow'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1408774285118840524</id><published>2011-05-08T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:18:38.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;We're out to lunch with Amy one last time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1408774285118840524?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2324978200424421883</id><published>2011-05-05T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T18:13:36.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milk Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;I have found that I have easily transitioned out of Indonesia's morning culture to urban night life.&amp;nbsp; I'm back to waking up after 7 again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A carton of milk is delivered to the door step in the morning.&amp;nbsp; Breakfast has been  German corn flakes with Australian honey and Chinese milk - quite  delicious!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; We've had a few nights of sporadic fireworks.&amp;nbsp; One full show was just  across the river!&amp;nbsp; Ahh the perks of being on the 19th floor!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Yesterday, we drove about an hour to Suzhou and visited The Tiger Hill.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Lunch was in an old traditional building. &amp;nbsp; Super delicious food!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Robin helped me find some fresh tea for a decent price.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;And then we were off to the Humble Administrator's Garden.&amp;nbsp; The rock sculptures are life size and inviting.&amp;nbsp; Some walk ways led to rock formations where you could climb in, through and up them!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;We visited the plant where Chinese Pringles cans are made.&amp;nbsp; We even got a tour of the factory and a sample.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm definitely enjoying the drinks:&lt;br&gt;Mango, apple, banana juice&lt;br&gt;soursop juice&lt;br&gt;dragon fruit and pear juice&lt;br&gt;fresh green tea (leaves were picked April 5 for tea on May 5)&lt;br&gt;hot milk tea&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Today, we're going downstairs to the coffee shop in the apartment complex.&amp;nbsp; How convenient!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2324978200424421883?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2324978200424421883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2324978200424421883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2324978200424421883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2324978200424421883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/05/milk-man.html' title='The Milk Man'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-9013638933440543753</id><published>2011-05-03T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T17:59:54.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploring China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;From the apartment complex (including parks of exercise equipment, multiple jungle gyms, and towers of apartment buildings) to the Bund, we've been exploring Shanghai.&amp;nbsp; We've had delicious dim sum, Nino's Pizza, and even spent yesterday at the French Concession to enjoy pumpkin soup!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've visited a sea of Chinese people in the subway station and walking along Nanjing Road.&amp;nbsp; We visited Zhujiajiao, a water town where we took a gondola ride down its streets.&amp;nbsp; All along the walk way, you could smell stinky tofu and find them making fresh Chinese tamales.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We left the family to their 3 hours of Chinese tutoring while we successfully crossed the streets on our own and explored the mall to find a place for dinner.&amp;nbsp; We ended up at Wagas and enjoyed Thai duck curry  with pineapple and rice.&amp;nbsp; It was spicy enough to enjoy my mango, apple, banana juice that much more!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today. we're off to the Yu Gardens and to explore the old city.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-9013638933440543753?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/9013638933440543753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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Expired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;What a month!&amp;nbsp; Today, my visa for Indonesia has expired.&amp;nbsp; And what perfect timing considering it's the day I flew out!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a trip to Borneo &lt;br&gt;art with nearly 100 kids&lt;br&gt;a trip to visit a friend in the hospital &lt;br&gt;visiting a friend with cancer&lt;br&gt;teaching perspective and hula to kids at the academy&lt;br&gt;teaching at the after-school program&lt;br&gt;doing an art project with the moms &lt;br&gt;baking and serving apple cinnamon scones (mom's homemade recipe)&lt;br&gt;painting night with the girls&lt;br&gt;a road trip to the beach&lt;br&gt;a hike up the cliff&lt;br&gt;childcare for 17 kids over 2 weeks&lt;br&gt;kids performance and art gallery&lt;br&gt;soaking in the Bali sun at the pool and on the shore&lt;br&gt;meals. walks and precious chats with friends&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What an amazing journey...&amp;nbsp; And it  continues!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8415264323116260291?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8415264323116260291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8415264323116260291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8415264323116260291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8415264323116260291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/visa-expired.html' title='Visa Expired'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2468315872836457979</id><published>2011-04-29T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T07:49:58.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Shanghai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond,new york,times,serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;Safe and sound.&amp;nbsp; Oh so fun to see these friends again!&amp;nbsp; We drove through the tunnel under the river.&amp;nbsp; Traffic lights here have a similar countdown timer to ones I've seen in Indonesia.&amp;nbsp; Many tall buildings are beautifully lit.&amp;nbsp; It's great to be here, hear stories, and to see the full view from the balcony (19th floor!).&amp;nbsp; We even watched a recap of the royal wedding.&amp;nbsp; For now, I'm off to a night of sleep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2468315872836457979?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2468315872836457979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2468315872836457979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2468315872836457979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2468315872836457979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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the upcoming possibilities.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been an amazing trip! &amp;nbsp;I'm eager to process a little more, so I can tell you about it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you later, Indonesia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3135326933847968677?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3135326933847968677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3135326933847968677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3135326933847968677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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getting to be a part of their development: from learning how to be a good leader or a good friend to learning how to paint a car or draw a rainbow! &amp;nbsp;I can hardly wait to show you their art gallery!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was especially fun to meet and hang out with SJ, J&amp;amp;K. &amp;nbsp;I hope I get to run into them again. &amp;nbsp;Meeting so many people who live such fluid lifestyles is such an encouragement. &amp;nbsp;I really enjoy being around them, learning about and from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lydia waved and said "See you later!" when we were leaving. &amp;nbsp;I don't know many, if any, who love goodbyes (particularly not knowing  when I might get to come back). &amp;nbsp;So to see her precious smile send us off, it's the simple things I treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Earthquakes, Zombies and Greater Things" Mt 28:&amp;nbsp;Can I imagine doing even greater things than miracles I've only heard of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to come back for the annual brunch. &amp;nbsp;It was fun to catch up with even more families. &amp;nbsp;A highlight seems to have been singing Bob Dylan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're back to traveling tomorrow and Tuesday. &amp;nbsp;It will be good to rest while we can before a long flight home or childcare round 2. &amp;nbsp;But even that's with friends in Bali, so I'm not complaining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7807506254933954527?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7807506254933954527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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Touch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the middle of the night, she felt a touch. &amp;nbsp;But she opened her eyes, and saw no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day, compared to a week before, the swelling in her leg had gone down significantly. &amp;nbsp;She felt the tumor in her abdomen shrinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both days we've visited with her, have been just after dialysis. &amp;nbsp;They say that those are the best days: her body is cleansed and she has more energy. &amp;nbsp;We were able to take and show her a few pictures of the projects and our time together. &amp;nbsp;She was eager to hear about our time with the moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's still in good spirits. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been able to share American candy with the girls her 3 daughters each day that we were visiting  Polehan. &amp;nbsp;2 of them had their birthdays this past week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6399362334448416417?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6399362334448416417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6399362334448416417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6399362334448416417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6399362334448416417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/touch.html' title='A Touch'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7032616169501565184</id><published>2011-04-16T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T21:25:19.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nyliep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:10pt;color:#407f00;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We rented a car (including the driver) and took a road trip with friends to the beach. &amp;nbsp;The extended minivan&amp;nbsp;comfortably fit 10 of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The name of the beach "Ngliyep". &amp;nbsp;Even Indonesians struggle to pronounce the name. &amp;nbsp;But definitely a spot worth visiting. &amp;nbsp;They're already planning a trip to camp there during dry season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From one stop, we were able to explore 4 different "beaches", as there were 4 different outlets. &amp;nbsp;In the first, we settled under the shade of trees and enjoyed lunch. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In another, we&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;explored the tidepools and a treasure trove of shells. &amp;nbsp;If I could show you the size of the shells I found, it's quite impressive. &amp;nbsp;Not only  in how large, but also how tiny! &amp;nbsp;We found hermit crabs of all sizes and a walking starfish, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third alcove was simply a great place to hang out in the water and have contests to see who could stay under the longest. &amp;nbsp;I could only enjoy the company and burst into laughter. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in even another, we&amp;nbsp;we swam over coral. &amp;nbsp;We could see the water streaming out from the land, rushing over the sand, in scallops toward the ocean. &amp;nbsp;It's amazing the things I see in nature!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We climbed up the "mountain" - to the top of the rock. &amp;nbsp;But since it's been rainy season, the trees had overgrown the highest viewpoint. &amp;nbsp;Still, walking up, it was quite a sight! &amp;nbsp;(Too bad my camera battery was charging at home!) &amp;nbsp;Even just from the middle height of the rock, we could see how other rocks in the middle of this ocean made the alcoves. &amp;nbsp;The  water would rush over the bottom of the rocks, where tidepools had formed. &amp;nbsp;The water would recede and hundreds of mini waterfalls would flow. &amp;nbsp;Stunning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A day in the sun, beautiful blue sky, warm beach water (compared to cold waters in California), and fun friends! &amp;nbsp;What a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7032616169501565184?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7032616169501565184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7032616169501565184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Smear:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This afternoon at Polehan, we hosted the monthly meeting for moms. &amp;nbsp;I got to teach them an art project. &amp;nbsp;They created beautiful stained glass window art! &amp;nbsp;(I've suddenly realized that our week has come to a close!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In translating the tips and guidelines for the project, we couldn't figure out the Indonesian word for "smear". &amp;nbsp;We wanted to tell them how to avoid smearing their artwork. &amp;nbsp;The words we came up with were "to not make it ugly". &amp;nbsp;But that was too harsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, after asking 4 others, one of the translators knew the Javanese word. &amp;nbsp;Not everyone here (even if they're Indonesian) knows Javanese, but the moms in this village use Javanese all the time!  &amp;nbsp;It's more of a local language and special to this island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, it sounds like "bleh"! &amp;nbsp;C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The meeting was only supposed to last an hour. &amp;nbsp;They didn't want to leave and stayed until their projects were complete. &amp;nbsp;I hope they find the same peace in creating that I enjoy and have experienced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom made cinnamon apple scones. &amp;nbsp;They asked for the recipe so that they can try to make it themselves. &amp;nbsp;We came home with only crumbs in the box. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was a great day for me. &amp;nbsp;I'm honored to connect with the kids and their moms. &amp;nbsp;I have the best job ever! &amp;nbsp; I already miss working there and look forward to the next time I can be with them. &amp;nbsp;Even if these kids have all grown up and new kids/families will be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pro. 18:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4975844318474979701?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4975844318474979701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4975844318474979701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4975844318474979701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4975844318474979701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/blehmbing.html' title='Blehmbing'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6463637325029534692</id><published>2011-04-12T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T20:26:25.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Java Dancer - the coffee shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:10pt;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#407F00"&gt;Morning coffee with Juliana today. &amp;nbsp;A lot has changed just enough to make things completely different. &amp;nbsp;I'm eager to hear, if even briefly, about the journey.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#407F00"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#407F00"&gt;Yesterday, Susan-ti was super sweet and friendly. She's in 3rd grade and is curious about people. &amp;nbsp;There are a lot of new kids since the older ones have grown up. &amp;nbsp;And the little ones are now the big kids. &amp;nbsp;I wish I could upload pictures. &amp;nbsp;So keep an eye out! &amp;nbsp;I want to show you their bird paintings!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6463637325029534692?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6463637325029534692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6463637325029534692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6463637325029534692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6463637325029534692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/java-dancer-coffee-shop.html' title='Java Dancer - the coffee shop'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8139047624952336887</id><published>2011-04-11T21:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:03:43.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's begin a busy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:10pt;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Tuesday morning. &amp;nbsp;My mom has taught one class, studied language and is in the middle of teaching a second class. &amp;nbsp;I got to run an errand with Sharon - gathering canvases and paint for tomorrow's&amp;nbsp;painting night. (A&amp;nbsp;painting night&amp;nbsp;has become a thing for me to do while I visit. &amp;nbsp;It's fun to hang out and create with each other!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll have lunch at home, and then head over to Polehan (with Yolanda today!) to teach a painting project. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They said they've been having 10-15 kids. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It began to pour on our way over. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We got stuck in traffic on our way there, had to jump out of the car in the middle of the small, congested street and cross  over (just below an intersection where it meets another uphill street). It was more like a gushing river &amp;nbsp;as we tried to cross without losing our slippers! &amp;nbsp;We entered the school, drenched and with water soaking my pant legs. &amp;nbsp;Well, even though we arrived half an hour after the program started, we had nearly 30 kids waiting for us! &amp;nbsp;They especially enjoyed Lemon heads, Airheads and fruit rolls (Thanks Ange!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then tonight we're having friends over for pseudo tacos (all of the topping over rice instead of inside tortillas). &amp;nbsp;It brings back memories because I used to have these friends over for 'taco nights' (usually to watch American Idol). &amp;nbsp;We'll be planning a trip to the beach at the end of this week, so hopefully it won't rain too much on Friday night and Saturday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span"  color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8139047624952336887?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8139047624952336887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8139047624952336887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8139047624952336887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8139047624952336887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-begin-busy-week.html' title='Let&apos;s begin a busy week'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-459104908036231230</id><published>2011-04-09T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T23:54:42.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Connected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family:garamond, 'new york', times, serif;font-size:10pt;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We've had a few days with a lot of down time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Friday we only had one class - my mom introduced hula. &amp;nbsp;The kids (mostly physically-active, 1st-grade boys) loved it! &amp;nbsp;For many of them, it was their first time dancing. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font  class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My first helper now works where I'm staying. &amp;nbsp;It's been fun to see her and her 2 girls - a 2-year old and, Lina, now in 2nd-grade at Charis. Lina and I used to paint after Kindergarten class before I had to teach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Saturday, we spent the day shopping for supplies that we will use in the coming 2 weeks. &amp;nbsp;We rode&amp;nbsp;the angkot (public transportation, the size of a minivan) around town and&amp;nbsp;got home with time to rest and before the rain poured. &amp;nbsp;I hadn't realized how close and accessible places were. &amp;nbsp;3 years later, I'm still figuring out how to get around. &amp;nbsp;And so, I've  learned of the MK route - which takes me to many of my favorite places! &amp;nbsp;For next time, I know of a great coffee shop. &amp;nbsp;The coffee is delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It's now Sunday. &amp;nbsp;It's been a beautiful day. &amp;nbsp;But I can feel the clouds moving in, and I hear thunder in the distance. &amp;nbsp;We'll hang out and go to Wendy's tonight. &amp;nbsp;It'll be good to reconnect with even more friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;font class="Apple-style-span" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;My US phone doesn't work here, so we got a super  cheap one to use for 3 weeks. &amp;nbsp;It's been hard to connect with people without a phone, but we've still managed to fill up the coming week and a half with plenty to do! &amp;nbsp;We'll give the phone away as a starter phone for someone who's coming to live here in July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:fixed"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-459104908036231230?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/459104908036231230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=459104908036231230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/459104908036231230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/459104908036231230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/staying-connected.html' title='Staying Connected'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5013291845691280735</id><published>2011-04-07T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:52:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday = Hari Jumat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Losing track of days: I know we're only here for a few weeks, so I want to maximize the time we have.  Still, with 4 different teaching schedules in front of us, I can hardly keep track of what day it is!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;It will be easier once we're in a steady teaching pattern  next week.  I'm excited to return to the kids at the after-school program.  Their numbers are 1/3 of what they were.  But more kids might return if they know we have a special program for them.  Hopefully Yolanda and Juliana will also be able to join us for the week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 12px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Adjusting to the sounds: Yesterday afternoon, they put up a "wall of speakers" at the nearby intersection (2 houses down).   From about 4 until after midnight, they blared music - loud enough to set off multiple car alarms.  It's in celebration, probably for someone's wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5013291845691280735?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5013291845691280735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5013291845691280735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5013291845691280735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5013291845691280735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/friday-hari-jumat.html' title='Friday = Hari Jumat'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2907161859634571027</id><published>2011-04-06T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T07:07:29.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;We're in the mountains where it's cooler, but it's still hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Back on the Bike: There isn't anything quite like riding uphill on a motorcycle behind a dump truck with chunks of mud flinging off toward your face! &amp;nbsp;It's funny how a single sheet of plastic brings so much security and comfort. &amp;nbsp;(Don't worry, I was just the passenger.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Connecting Classes: &amp;nbsp;My mom has been very diligent about teaching classes. &amp;nbsp;She's determined to teach perspective and dance to at least 4 different classes. &amp;nbsp;After a bit of reconnecting, she's been able to figure out a teaching schedule for the next 3  weeks. &amp;nbsp;Who knew I would be so exhausted from simply walking around and accompanying her while she teaches?! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Well, I am. &amp;nbsp;Plus jet lag sets in. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad to get a second wind after a shower, if even just to write this. &amp;nbsp;It's only nine, and I'm heading to bed. &amp;nbsp;You'll be proud, I was asleep by 8 last night. ha! &amp;nbsp;Awake between 3 and 6 every morning. &amp;nbsp;Readjusting to the morning calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;2 things from yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;1) Yolanda moved into her house yesterday! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: garamond, 'new york', times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;2) We went together to see Wenny. &amp;nbsp;It was a good day! &amp;nbsp;She cannot walk and is in constant pain. &amp;nbsp;But still, she was in great spirits! &amp;nbsp;Her perspective amazes me. &amp;nbsp;It was great to see her, to share your love and to simply be with her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2907161859634571027?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2907161859634571027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2907161859634571027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2907161859634571027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2907161859634571027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6195920231707833032</id><published>2011-04-02T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T03:05:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Today we'll do songs in English and art projects with the kids.&amp;nbsp; It works out perfectly, because the teacher who usually teaches isn't here.&amp;nbsp; So we have the entire hour and a half with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yesterday, we went to the hospital to visit Kursani.&amp;nbsp; He's out of the ICU and we were able to hang out with him for a bit.&amp;nbsp; It was so good to see his smile.&amp;nbsp; They still haven't figured out the extent of the problem.&amp;nbsp; It was good to see him and his family again.&lt;br /&gt;
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We had delicious birthday cake for Emily's 5th.&amp;nbsp; And were even given goodie  bags!&lt;br /&gt;
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Off to prep the final details for the day.&lt;br /&gt;
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We expected 45 kids and planned for 60.&amp;nbsp; Well, there were over 75 when I counted - and even more kept flowing in.&amp;nbsp; We had nearly 100!&amp;nbsp; It worked out so that I could take the oldest 30 kids.&amp;nbsp; We used all of my patterns and samples.&amp;nbsp; Each kid had only one marker, so they had to share.&amp;nbsp; But it worked out with just one marker left!&lt;br /&gt;
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The youngest kids were split into two groups.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It worked out so that they could work by family.&amp;nbsp; It amazes me how perfectly the numbers worked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lunch was grilled fish, fried eel and delicious veggies.&amp;nbsp; It's fun to eat with my hand again.&lt;br /&gt;
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Art projects with Clara, Emily and Abigail lasted for about 10 minutes.&amp;nbsp; It's fun to hang out. Flight #4 is tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; It's been really great to be with Donny and Kaylor!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6195920231707833032?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6195920231707833032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6195920231707833032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6195920231707833032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6195920231707833032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-sunday.html' title='First Sunday'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5545464899648692945</id><published>2011-04-01T08:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T02:45:07.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Borneo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;Luggage update: everything is where it needs to be.&amp;nbsp; For those who knew my anxiety about that, I'm reminded that the Provider goes before me and works things out on my behalf.&amp;nbsp; I can be more confident in that now*.&lt;br /&gt;
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Swimming.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed a refreshing afternoon by the pool, surrounded by lush palm trees.&lt;br /&gt;
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Perfect timing: Flight #3 complete.&amp;nbsp; After a little miscommunication, traffic jam, speedy detour and rain storm - our flight was delayed. * After the whole luggage thing, I learned just how confident I was...&amp;nbsp; In all honesty, my heart was still racing with anticipation of missing our flight and having to spend the night at the airport. &lt;br /&gt;
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We have reconnected with Donny and Kaylor!&amp;nbsp; Clara is now 3. (We reminisce about eating tacos and watching  American Idol on the day she went into labor.)&amp;nbsp; We meet their second daughter in the morning.&amp;nbsp; So good to be with them again.&lt;br /&gt;
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We're staying at the guest house.&amp;nbsp; AC, comfy beds, showers...&amp;nbsp; still super spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;
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Kursani is in the ICU.&amp;nbsp; We hope to visit him in the hospital this weekend.&amp;nbsp; He's the founder of the orphanage where we got to do a Christmas program in 2007 and a creative arts camp in 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5545464899648692945?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5545464899648692945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5545464899648692945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5545464899648692945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5545464899648692945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/04/back-in-borneo.html' title='Back in Borneo'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-9187379347205879305</id><published>2011-03-31T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T02:45:37.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Humid: It's Friday morning in Surabaya - pretty humid for me. &amp;nbsp;But we leave for Kalimantan (southern part of Borneo) this afternoon, which will be even closer to the equator. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Our flights and layover were long, but we were grateful to shower and sleep in a bed last night. &amp;nbsp;Our room is air conditioned, so while we're in there, it doesn't feel so sticky. &amp;nbsp;This morning, when we stepped out of our room, I was reminded of the smell of Indonesia. &amp;nbsp;It's good to be back! &amp;nbsp;Then we realized it was the smell of burning trash... &amp;nbsp;oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Communicating: I've already been able to practice my Bahasa (Indonesian language). &amp;nbsp;They can generally still understand me, and I them.  &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Hong Kong: We did get out of the airport in Hong Kong, got a small taste of Chinese snacks and hung out at the Avenue of the Stars. &amp;nbsp;The only 2 names we could put a face to were Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee. &amp;nbsp;We took a ferry back and made it through the train station. Success. &amp;nbsp;Had fresh dumplings and wonton noodle soup. &amp;nbsp;Delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Safe and sound. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position: fixed;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-9187379347205879305?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/9187379347205879305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=9187379347205879305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/9187379347205879305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/9187379347205879305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/03/we-have-arrived.html' title='We have arrived!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-661215250420953646</id><published>2011-02-22T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:29:07.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flights are booked</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: arial,helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;After a couple of tough weeks, I've finally been able to wrap my mind around this next trip.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be 6 weeks long!&amp;nbsp; S-I-X.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm excited to reconnect with friends there!&amp;nbsp; The rearrangement of people in new cities seems to be plentiful.&amp;nbsp; I am excited to see what it might look like...&amp;nbsp; And why I get to be a part of it all.&lt;br /&gt;
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Eagerly anticipating.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-661215250420953646?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/661215250420953646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=661215250420953646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/661215250420953646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/661215250420953646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2011/02/flights-are-booked.html' title='Flights are booked'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1968613930964655689</id><published>2011-01-27T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T00:42:49.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends Flying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;To and from. Here and there.&amp;nbsp; It's super exciting to anticipate visiting friends in places around the globe.&amp;nbsp; In a matter of weeks, they'll be off!&amp;nbsp; Some have anticipated this for years, some just within this past year.&amp;nbsp; From ages 6 to 66, it's such a wonderful journey to watch and be a small part of!&lt;br /&gt;
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After a year of my own monthly flights, packing carry-on luggage and  learning how to navigate through airports became an art form. &amp;nbsp; It's rare that I have valuable advice to give, so it's fun to share tid-bits from what I experienced and can share.&amp;nbsp; So, the little I have to offer, I do!&amp;nbsp; I'm happy to make snack packs filled with Nutter Butters and M&amp;amp;M's!&lt;br /&gt;
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Not only are they on their way for the first time, but I will get to visit in a few months!&amp;nbsp; I am eager to check in with them; to see and hear about the discoveries they will make, the differences and similarities they will catch on to, and the languages they will be able to already communicate; and watch them grow and thrive!&amp;nbsp; I love my life!&lt;br /&gt;
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I wonder if I appreciate this color more because I find it 'seasonal'.&amp;nbsp; There is an excitement when leaves change colors and they begin to fall!&amp;nbsp; I have fond memories of baking pumpkin pies and pumpkin bread for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm finding a deeper appreciation for some of the things that don't seem to happen every day.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just last week, new conversations have sparked a search for flights to Indonesia&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1288118188_0" style="border-bottom: 2px dotted rgb(54, 99, 136); cursor: pointer;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;  With great eagerness, my mom wants to teach art to children at the  after-school program in Polehan. &amp;nbsp; And so, we are planning a visit as  early as March 2011!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4923669360381872910?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4923669360381872910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4923669360381872910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4923669360381872910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4923669360381872910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/10/it-adds-up_26.html' title='It Adds Up'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8649121527791652841</id><published>2010-06-10T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:49:56.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Create your own adventure: Books vs. Reality</title><content type='html'>There are so many possibilities. &lt;br /&gt;
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Having studied graphic design and film production in college, I worked in the industry for my first few months as a graduate. &amp;nbsp;One night, I asked God what He wanted of me. &amp;nbsp;At 3 a.m., I awoke with a vision. &amp;nbsp;There, my passion made sense. &amp;nbsp;There, the people whose lives I admired had work of significance - and mine was included. &amp;nbsp;I stepped out of the goals I had and decided to work toward that vision:&lt;br /&gt;
- taking others, who were willing and more capable than myself&lt;br /&gt;
- to teach kids around the world. &lt;br /&gt;
- giving children opportunities, to learn, to engage, to explore new things&lt;br /&gt;
- connecting with friends who live in various parts of the world&lt;br /&gt;
- learning about life where they live and encouraging them in their significant work.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few trips later, I was looking to study art therapy.&lt;br /&gt;
Given the invitation to live in Indonesia, to work with artists there - I put grad school aside. &amp;nbsp;It wouldn't change much while I was away.&lt;br /&gt;
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Well, as I look back, both were significant turns. &amp;nbsp;And even in hindsight, both were really good decisions. &amp;nbsp;Still, I find myself wondering "What if?" and "Now what?"&lt;br /&gt;
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My interest in trailer editing, art therapy, connecting people, the world, and significance are still here. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure what comes next. &amp;nbsp;But I'm grateful for significant connections along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8649121527791652841?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8649121527791652841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8649121527791652841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8649121527791652841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8649121527791652841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/06/create-your-own-adventure-books-vs.html' title='Create your own adventure: Books vs. Reality'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-9105679369084573220</id><published>2010-03-23T20:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T20:58:54.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections: This one's for Juliana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/S6mMY6hqmaI/AAAAAAAABvo/Ofu3EdTMQf8/s1600-h/1005+The+Life+of+Fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/S6mMY6hqmaI/AAAAAAAABvo/Ofu3EdTMQf8/s320/1005+The+Life+of+Fire.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/S6mMY6hqmaI/AAAAAAAABvo/Ofu3EdTMQf8/s1600-h/1005+The+Life+of+Fire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
When I first began painting in Indonesia, I was home in our 3 bedroom house. &amp;nbsp;The walls in my room were painted blue, the same blue used in our bathroom. Soothing. Peaceful. Fresh. &amp;nbsp;After a couple days 'locked in my room', I finally came out for air. &amp;nbsp;And refreshed I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On the other side of the wall, Juliana's room was purple (her favorite color). &amp;nbsp;This painting matched her walls. &amp;nbsp;She liked it so much that she asked me to paint her walls like it. &amp;nbsp;Looking back, I wish I took that project on. Now that I'm back on the other side of the world, it seems  like a world away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Juliana was always so patient with me. &amp;nbsp;She was constantly generous and gracious. &amp;nbsp;We could have such honest conversations - in my weariness, about my frustrations, and even my dreams. &amp;nbsp;Together, we would learn about how to live in a third culture. All the while, she was learning about mine and I about hers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;She recently took a trip on her own. &amp;nbsp;I miss taking those trips with her -and numerous they were! &amp;nbsp;Sometimes with a large group, and sometimes just the two of us daring to explore the jungle villages. &amp;nbsp;We could take turns being the brave one when it came to adventure - whether teaching art to kids, creating a Christmas drama  with orphans, or teaching a high school English class. When I simply didn't have the words, she did. &amp;nbsp;Even beyond being one of my brilliant language teachers, we could simply talk through our troubles and successes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We would play arcade games, only to be watched (and laughed at) by some of our students. &amp;nbsp;We would get drenched riding the motorcycle back into town. &amp;nbsp;We would simply laugh at whatever made us enjoy life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But even being on the opposite side of the world, I am reminded of her passion. &amp;nbsp;She genuinely loved getting to know people, taking time to love kids from all walks of life, and simply making time to let people know that they are priceless. &amp;nbsp;I  imagine how this fire within her continues to be fueled by only something deep inside her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Her life really is evidence of the Life of Fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-9105679369084573220?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/9105679369084573220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=9105679369084573220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/9105679369084573220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/9105679369084573220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Reflections: This one&apos;s for Juliana'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/S6mMY6hqmaI/AAAAAAAABvo/Ofu3EdTMQf8/s72-c/1005+The+Life+of+Fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7030407760697924528</id><published>2010-03-21T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T09:43:12.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closed Doors</title><content type='html'>With an invitation to do art with kids in Central Asia, we sought out the possibilities. I dared to ask God for clarity. This week, I received an e-mail that another group of 8 has already committed to go. And thus the clarity has been given. So we go until you get a "No" - and that's a no for that location and this year. Its' not always very enticing to write entries such as this one. But they are little steps of the journey to remind me that I haven't forgotten what I've been given a vision to do.&lt;br /&gt;
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We'll see what's next. For now, dinner at Wahoo's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7030407760697924528?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7030407760697924528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7030407760697924528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7030407760697924528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7030407760697924528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/closed-doors.html' title='Closed Doors'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4280380905087625071</id><published>2010-03-13T05:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T06:02:54.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water from the Sanctuary (Fertile vs. Futile)</title><content type='html'>It's 4 am. I cannot sleep. I keep dreaming, but am wide awake. I am afraid to tell God, "Talk to me, I'm here," because I'm afraid of what He might say. I muster up my courage to finally stop. &lt;br /&gt;
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"Okay, I'm here!" In my stubborn desire to do all the talking, "I want to remain fruitful (though feeling a bit inactive)."&lt;br /&gt;
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He gently reminds me to stay connected to Him. "Every month they will bear, because the water from the sanctuary flows to them." Ezekiel 47. He's my sanctuary: sacred and safe. My 'water' - the  motivation, the vision, and the hope - comes from Him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I am afraid to tell God, "Talk to me, I'm here. I'll do what you require, and I'm listening." Because I'm afraid of what He might say given 'permission' to be heard.  I'm afraid of just what He might require of me.&lt;br /&gt;
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I go back to the story about Samuel. 1 Samuel 3. "In those days the word of the LORD was rare; there were not many visions."&lt;br /&gt;
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(Basking in awe.) "WOW.  Okay," at the thought that God would have ever entrusted me with a vision to begin with. (Back to being humbled.)&lt;br /&gt;
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Still. &lt;br /&gt;
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Still, I'm  am safe.  He is my sanctuary.  And so, in this, I will rest.  6 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4280380905087625071?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4280380905087625071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4280380905087625071' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4280380905087625071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4280380905087625071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/water-from-sanctuary-fertile-vs-futile.html' title='Water from the Sanctuary (Fertile vs. Futile)'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-330109265054945605</id><published>2010-03-10T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T15:27:40.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately and the Possibilities</title><content type='html'>Other than a month off for our wedding and honeymoon, we've been teaching KidsMosaic HD (grades 4 &amp; 5).  Every 3-5 weeks, we get to do a creative review.  After studying the Word, we turn it into an art project or game and recap. It's a way to get tactile and kinesthetic learners (i.e. me) more deeply connected.  It's a fun way for me to teach without feeling like I'm lecturing and making them read a history book.  And, for the past 4 years, it's also been a good way to study it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the past few months, our core team has expanded!  More volunteers are popping up to teach and assist.  This also means that we have sat in on the main gathering more often on Sunday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;
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A few weeks ago, we sat in at the Pasadena gathering and listened to a talk about love.  One of the points was "What are you birthing/creating together?", referring to a common mission.  It stirred my core.  I wonder about this vision that I was given seven+ years ago in contrast to my exploration since.  Although I've partnered with at least 9 different teams in the past 4 years, it still seems like a drop in the bucket.  It's as if the vision is still incomplete,  not in quantities or even quality - just not to its envisioned capacity.&lt;br /&gt;
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In the past few weeks alone, more inquiries and invitations have popped up concerning art camps around the world.  And that's not to say that they hadn't earlier. But since last summer (Created to Create '09),  I gave myself the grace and space to simply (or not so simply) transition into married life.  And, yes, married life has been great!  &lt;br /&gt;
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As we grow, the vision transforms with us.  The anticipation is exciting.  The steps along the way have been engulfed with a peace that surpasses understanding.  And so, just as we have in the past, we keep taking one step at a time into the deep unknowns of what's next.  I'm still asking for discernment in determining which step to take, in which direction, and in clarifying the destination.  And there are many possibilities: Burma, Tajikistan, Indonesia, Lebanon...  Anywhere really.  I'll try to keep you posted as it becomes clearer.  Thanks for still supporting us through these many stages of limbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-330109265054945605?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/330109265054945605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=330109265054945605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/330109265054945605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/330109265054945605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/possibilities-again.html' title='Lately and the Possibilities'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2088760424447723741</id><published>2009-12-31T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:01:20.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New</title><content type='html'>In the past few months, many things have become new, including my last name, where I live, my laundry basket, my dishes and now my car.&lt;br /&gt;
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Now married, I'm adjusting and still transitioning.  &lt;br /&gt;
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In our bedroom, we're putting up paintings from Indonesia.  The one painting I've brought back to California is one by Citra.  She's the oldest of at least 3 siblings - I think 4.  When I first met her, she was very reserved.  She would hardly ever smile. But over time, after showing up week after week, when I smiled specifically at her, she would (ever so shyly) respond back with a smile.  &lt;br /&gt;
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She was always reluctant when we would do art projects.  Her style is simple.  I think kids can tell, even in a different culture and with language barriers, when you're being sincere.  When you tell a kid that their artwork is great, they look past the words in into your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;
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We had an art gallery during Illuminate Indonesia 2008.  The kids drew sea creatures and seaweed with oil pastels, then washed their pages with blue water color paint (my favorite mediums).  I told her I liked her painting, but I don't think she believed me. So I told her that I wanted to take it home with me.  She seemed shocked that I was serious.  &lt;br /&gt;
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By the time I left in 2008, she would smile at me.  Still, her smiles for the camera would instantly switch from her genuine beaming smile to a simple stare.  Part of me doesn't know if it's a cultural thing (where it's rude to show your teeth when you smile) or if she's simply reluctant to have her picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;
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Having been back again in 2009, it's as if something changed.  During my time away, her sister got ringworm.  It spread from her legs and arms to her body.  Honestly, it looked disgusting.  And yet, after weeks of not being diagnosed, the solution was a simple cream.  Maybe it was that Wenny was willing to look out for her, to make an honest effort to care for the practical needs.  I'd imagine when your parents are MIA, having an outsider come in as a big sister to help means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe it was just being away for a year that made me see how much she did smile.  Or maybe she just wasn't so afraid of smiling any more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Imagine, smiling being new...  My new years resolution - smile (genuine/sincere smiles) more.  That means my perspective must widen to see more of the little things to enjoy, to find how to be grateful, to keep my mind on "what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise."&lt;br /&gt;
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What makes you smile?  Please share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2088760424447723741?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2088760424447723741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2088760424447723741' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2088760424447723741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2088760424447723741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/12/new.html' title='New'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8110137292366530958</id><published>2009-09-15T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:08:04.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Show</title><content type='html'>We had a good turn out for our sharing time.  It was super refreshing to reminisce and share about our experience.  We shared pictures, stories and even a video!  Thanks for all of your support!!!!    It's exciting to see what becomes of the next trip.  Keep visiting back for updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8110137292366530958?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8110137292366530958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8110137292366530958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8110137292366530958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8110137292366530958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/09/show.html' title='The Show'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5608859888406793562</id><published>2009-08-15T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:07:07.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indo Sharing</title><content type='html'>Saturday, September 12
@ The Charnwood House
1:30 p.m.

Stories, pictures, desserts and drinks!
Stop by to hear about our latest trip (all of the things we didn't mention on our blogs).

We'll also have cards and handmade bags available, created by the families of Rujak Berkah, the after-school program where we taught.  (Cash or checks only)

Feel free to bring a friend too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5608859888406793562?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5608859888406793562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5608859888406793562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5608859888406793562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5608859888406793562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/08/indo-sharing.html' title='Indo Sharing'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-443883085841789282</id><published>2009-08-02T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:12:31.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See Beautiful: The Book</title><content type='html'>share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=0Aas2bVk3ZN2TlQ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-443883085841789282?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/443883085841789282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=443883085841789282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/443883085841789282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/443883085841789282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/08/see-beautiful-book.html' title='See Beautiful: The Book'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2325480677389921887</id><published>2009-07-29T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:05:19.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Stamps</title><content type='html'>Here's what the latest addition to my passport looks like.  4 stamps (an and out of Hong Kong and Indonesia + visa on arrival for Indonesia.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SnACrUIFMtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/VdEYJmnFnsc/s1600-h/Photo+57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SnACrUIFMtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/VdEYJmnFnsc/s200/Photo+57.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363790099358495442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2325480677389921887?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2325480677389921887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2325480677389921887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2325480677389921887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2325480677389921887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/4-stamps.html' title='4 Stamps'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SnACrUIFMtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/VdEYJmnFnsc/s72-c/Photo+57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1029127259197805904</id><published>2009-07-28T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:44:50.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stretched and Stretched Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;We checked out of the Surabaya (Indonesia) airport hotel at 5:30 this morning.  We flew to Hong Kong and then to Los Angeles.  After 24 hours of travel time through multiple time zones, we returned to California at 2:30 in the afternoon.  It was super great to have Garett and Danny eagerly waiting for us upon arrival.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were all looking forward to coming home.  But I think each one of us thoroughly enjoyed our time in Indonesia.  I'm excited to reconnect in a few weeks to hear and share more stories.  I hope you will join us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been stretched in my leadership and its responsibility and have simply enjoyed being surrounded by laughter along the way.  Sarah's dream of teaching photography in Indonesia came to life.  Rose saw shooting stars in Bali.  Michelle's passion and long-awaited vision of teaching  art to kids overseas was affirmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can now unpack, do laundry and sleep - not curled up in a seat.  We will all enjoy our showers, our beds and the comfort of family and friends a little more than the usual tonight.  Thanks for sending us!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1029127259197805904?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1029127259197805904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1029127259197805904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1029127259197805904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1029127259197805904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/stretched-and-stretched-out.html' title='Stretched and Stretched Out'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1608320904987080570</id><published>2009-07-26T19:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:17:12.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;It's our final day in Bali.&amp;nbsp; We'll spend some time painting on the beach and doing projects with the kids before we leave.&amp;nbsp; We all miss the kids in Malang.&amp;nbsp;I'm being stretched, but am reminded, ever so gently, of grace.&amp;nbsp; I'm really enjoying this team!&amp;nbsp; We'll be on our flight home tomorrow morning.&amp;nbsp; Thanks for remembering us - we can feel the difference!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1608320904987080570?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1608320904987080570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1608320904987080570' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1608320904987080570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1608320904987080570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/bali-face.html' title='Bali Face'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6626723583094983689</id><published>2009-07-22T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:09:22.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extrovert</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;We've been talking about whether people are extroverts or introverts.  Tonight, my extroversion is clear.  We had friends and their kids come over for dinner.  Super fun!  Then Kaylor, Donny, Hannah and Betsy came over with Clara, who's now 18 months old, talking and walking!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all left by 8:30 and I feel more energized than I have in the past week!  I'm sure jet lag is finally wearing off - just in time to return back to LA in a few more days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Kaembas brought over lalapan (fried eel and chicken with cucumber, basil and sambal (chili sauce)).  It was super delicious and one thing I wanted to eat while here.  It was great and almost tastes like french fries - crispy batter really.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great day with the kids and here is my highlight:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle D. taught the kids how  to play 'heads up 7 up'.  As a kid, I hated this game because I didn't always get picked.  But we taught the kids to hold up their thumbs, close their eyes and wait for their thumbs to be tapped.  If their thumb was tapped, they hid it in their fist.  When we called 'heads up 7 up', the children with 'missing thumbs' would stand up and guess who tapped their thumb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Arif choose me and I was super surprised that I guessed accurately!  When it was my turn, I choose Sheva.  He was super excited to have been chosen and even did a little sitting dance!  It was super precious!  He did guess correctly too, but seeing his sheer excitement of being chosen was simply my favorite moment of the day.  And there have been many super great moments today!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There have also been disappointing moments.  Like the moment when I realized that I didn't have the house key - and neither did my housemates.  We were only locked  out for about an hour, but it was a bit self-disappointing/frustrating because I hadn't checked that I had the key prior to leaving the house, nor had I made earlier arrangements for us to get back in.  Our helper was home when we left, and she locked up before we returned.  Not having a cell phone, I had to walk to a friends house, call a list of people, and finally we got ahold of someone who could get ahold of our helper (who also doesn't have a phone).  She graciously stopped by to unlock the door (in which I had broken our key just a few days ago!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it into the house 2 minutes before our dinner guests arrived. And well, if anything, it gives me stories to write home about.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6626723583094983689?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6626723583094983689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6626723583094983689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6626723583094983689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6626723583094983689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/extrovert.html' title='Extrovert'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5261024790438467929</id><published>2009-07-20T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:54:33.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tapestry of our Lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;We just spent the day with the staff of Rujak Berkah, Polehan.  We visited 2 temples, which are super fun to climb, and had lunch and dinner with them.  Personally, it was so great to be back with them!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shared stories of how each person got connected.  It's an impressive tapestry of how our lives have all come together for this week.  And tomorrow we will begin our first day at our second, creative arts camp!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each day, our time with the kids will be 2 hours long, which will be divided into two, one-hour sessions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Session 1:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K-1 Dance (Naomi and Sharon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Creative Writing (Sarah, Crista, and Jennifer/Juliana)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Fine Art (Michelle L., Wenny/Juliana)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-5 Engineering/Aerodynamics (Rose, Michelle D., Wenny/Juliana)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Session  2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K-1 Fine Art&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 Engineering/Aerodynamics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 Dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4-5 Creative Writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5261024790438467929?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5261024790438467929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5261024790438467929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5261024790438467929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5261024790438467929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/tapestry-of-our-lives.html' title='The Tapestry of our Lives'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6007854368086111463</id><published>2009-07-18T03:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T03:31:41.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp 1: Complete</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;The kids: Each person on our team has found something beautiful about various kids we've been teaching.  I'm actually fascinated by this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel knew my name.  (He kinda reminds me of how my older brother looked when he was a kid, or when my nephew Frankie was younger - olive skin, hair cut just above the eyes and huge brown eyes.)  Connor's favorite class was card making.  Emily helped her brother to ask for candy when he didn't receive any - and he totally didn't act like a brat when he hadn't received one.  When he did, he was gracious to receive it.  Delon and Jeffrey were 'delinquent' kids who always remembered to say, "Thank you."  And whom I apparently bonded with over bugs crawling on the ground.  And Hannah and Sam are 7-year old twins who are brilliant, polite, and can draw Power Rangers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carmen  talks like an adult.  When she took another girl's piece of ribbon, and was called on it, the first sentence we heard out of her was, "What does it matter?"   Sassy, I tell you. C:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we all wish that we had more time to have deeper conversations to get to know these kids.  Abigail's favorite color is blue.  And the older kids all came back to pick up their canvases.  As fascinated as they all were with our classes, is probably how fascinated we are with them...&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The key:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I broke the key in the front door.  It's Saturday and there is a holiday on Monday.  I hope we can get a locksmith or the garage door key before Tuesday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6007854368086111463?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6007854368086111463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6007854368086111463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6007854368086111463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6007854368086111463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/camp-1-complete.html' title='Camp 1: Complete'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4123441950692927606</id><published>2009-07-15T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T19:24:04.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are in Indonesia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;It's so great to be back!&amp;nbsp; Pulling into the city where I lived only a year ago, it's refreshing to return.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Luggage: After arriving at LAX with an abundance of luggage, we were able to strategically repack.&amp;nbsp; With help from our family, friends and the counter clerk, we only had to pay $100 for the overage - which, for everything we brought, was a miracle! Our luggage arrived without any problems - and we were able to cram it all into the car.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Arriving: We arrived at our house at 11:30 p.m.&amp;nbsp; Ibu Ririk, our house helper, left us a welcome note on the table.&amp;nbsp; We all had a great night of sleep the first night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Health: Rose got sick while we were at Hong Kong.&amp;nbsp; She picked up a virus and is slowly recovering.&amp;nbsp; (Thanks to my friend Mei, we don't have to panic.) &amp;nbsp; She's on a BRAT diet and requested the 'coin treatment' - which our helper gracously did for her.&amp;nbsp; She rested yesterday and will continue to do so today.&amp;nbsp; She's in good spirits, but&amp;nbsp; we want her to be back to 100% so that she can teach with all of the energy that she brings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Day 1: We had Koko Krunch and Honey Stars for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; I took Michelle and Sarah on a short ride on the angkot to their language class.&amp;nbsp; While I waited, I visited Charis - where the teachers were having a ping pong tournament.&amp;nbsp; It was so great to catch up with Mexi, then to take a walk and catch up with Lelly.&amp;nbsp; I gave our groupd a tour of Charis and WIS to get an idea of where we will be teaching.&amp;nbsp; They said it was impressive.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; We met Naomi, Melissa and Melanie yesterday.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed a feast of Indonesian foods for lunch, though, it took over 2-1/2 hours for delivery to arrive.&amp;nbsp; There were 10 of us at our house for dinner last night.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed lasagna and salad - a treat for our friends who live here.&amp;nbsp; We've been sharing stories of how we got here.&amp;nbsp; It seems to be very encouraging for everyone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Day 2: We've been getting used to the little creatures, chee-chucks (a.k.a. geckos) in particular. Sarah, Michelle and Naomi are in language class as I write.&amp;nbsp; They had homework and are making it a point to practice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I met baby Musa, which means Moses.&amp;nbsp; His story is similar in that there are plans for him to be adopted.&amp;nbsp; He's now 6 months old.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jennifer and Juliana are shopping for 15 more canvases for Saturday's classes then will pick up Michelle and Crista.&amp;nbsp; Melanie and Melissa are exploring Malang, including the 'big  market' and nearby temples.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Our household (6) will have Indonesian curry for lunch.&amp;nbsp; Our program at WIS kicks off this afternoon with card making, ballet and music classes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tonight, we will meet the entire group for dinner at Bunga Bali, a popular, western restaurant.&amp;nbsp; We will be about 30 people!&amp;nbsp; Thers is much to soak in, all over again.&amp;nbsp; It has been really good to begin and end each day together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll work on getting online from our house today.&amp;nbsp; It might just be possible if I can figure out which switched control what. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4123441950692927606?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4123441950692927606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4123441950692927606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4123441950692927606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4123441950692927606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-in-indonesia.html' title='We are in Indonesia!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6698655027264889693</id><published>2009-07-04T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T14:19:53.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All of these boxes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;This week alone, I've received 9 boxes of books and supplies to take to Indonesia.  From Indiana, Kentucky, California, I'm surrounded by such generous people!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of this has now spilled into our living room and I'm strategizing to figure out how we're going to pack all of this, plus supplies for our creative arts camp at three locations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've ordered 50 pounds worth of supplies for our fine arts section alone.  I'm super excited about the projects Michelle has for the kids!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's hard to believe that I have one week to handle all of the final preparations, including my own eating and sleeping management.  It's easy to push aside necessities when it gets down to the wire.  They seem so normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00"  face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;        &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6698655027264889693?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6698655027264889693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6698655027264889693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6698655027264889693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6698655027264889693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-of-these-boxes.html' title='All of these boxes!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-479412855928680057</id><published>2009-06-20T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:24:59.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passport Renewed</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;Yay!  I received my renewed passport via Express Mail today.  I had seen the new design of the passport, but now I have my own.  I am however sad that all of my used pages have disappeared.  The signs and marks of trips I've taken, or have attempted to take, all of the visas and country stamps that I received - gone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simple pleasures.  Bittersweet.&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-479412855928680057?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/479412855928680057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=479412855928680057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/479412855928680057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/479412855928680057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/06/passport-renewed.html' title='Passport Renewed'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-120138789809655017</id><published>2009-06-17T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:14:40.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of an Elephant</title><content type='html'>Sarah, our creative writing teacher, wrote a story about an elephant.  It climbed into a tree to gain perspective.  I hope you'll take the time to read it.  Let me know if you'd like me to send a copy.  I would be happy to! 

I think you will be inspired by it.  I think you might understand a little more about me too.

I'm really glad that Sarah is coming to teach about writing stories.  I can't wait to see her script writing come together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-120138789809655017?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/120138789809655017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=120138789809655017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/120138789809655017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/120138789809655017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/06/story-of-elephant.html' title='The Story of an Elephant'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4536058290541939432</id><published>2009-06-08T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:53:00.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Created to Create</title><content type='html'>Our team:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
4 from Los Angeles&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
2 from New York&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
1 from Kansas&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
1 from Arizona&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
3 from Indonesia&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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Our visit:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
July 13-28&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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Our theme: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Created to Create&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Day 1: I am created from God's imagination&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Day 2: I can create from my imagination&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Day 3: I choose to create&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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Our passions:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Creative Writing&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Fine Art&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Aerodynamics&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Cards &amp; Crafts&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Ballet&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Music&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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Our destinations:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
WIS.  International school&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Rujak Berkah.  An after-school program in the slum neighborhood&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Seeds of Hope. Children's home&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4536058290541939432?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4536058290541939432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4536058290541939432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4536058290541939432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4536058290541939432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/06/created-to-create.html' title='Created to Create'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5589603769226651337</id><published>2009-05-21T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:31:56.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher'/><title type='text'>Next Trip!</title><content type='html'>Going back to Indonesia July 2009.  With a small group from Los Angeles and a couple friends and sisters of those living in Indonesia, we are creating an entire curriculum!  Some possibilities we hope to offer are:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Fine art/Crafts&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Ballet/Hula dancing&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Aerodynamics&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Cooking&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Creative writing &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Photography&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
Music&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
We are beginning to coordinate fundraisers.  If you can help in anyway, please let me know.  We will need donations for travel expenses and supplies.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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In just a couple months, I've been watching 18 month old Christopher grow up.  (I babysit him every Thursday night.)  He can now correctly match shaped blocks in to their coordinating holes.  He no longer eats cheerios out of his protective-from-spills cup.  And he is beginning to talk: Bye, Clock and Four are his favorite words so far.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;
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I can just imagine how much kids at Rujak Berkah have grown since the Fall.   I am super excited to return to them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5589603769226651337?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5589603769226651337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5589603769226651337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5589603769226651337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5589603769226651337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/05/next-trip.html' title='Next Trip!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-713935206281382917</id><published>2009-05-14T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:04:58.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finishing 30</title><content type='html'>Finishing 30 years today.  I'm enjoying a fairly usual routine.  Christopher's arriving. C:  Planning for a trip back to Indo in July.  More event planning with loved ones here.  Simply celebrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-713935206281382917?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/713935206281382917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=713935206281382917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/713935206281382917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/713935206281382917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/05/finishing-30.html' title='Finishing 30'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6705198540890725969</id><published>2009-04-30T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T02:05:27.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When a Plan Starts to Come Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" &gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="font: inherit;"&gt;Or rather, when your dreams start to become actual plans... that is where I am.&amp;nbsp; After 6&amp;nbsp; months of anticipating a return back to Indonesia, it looks like a plan is forming.&amp;nbsp; It's taken a lot of patience for me not to let go of the dream.&amp;nbsp; It's not funny - how quickly it all snowballs together.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could plan months in advance, to know all of the ins and outs.&amp;nbsp; But life simply happens.&amp;nbsp; There's no way I could control it all, and there's no way I would be able to enjoy it to the fullest if I tried.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For now, we're collecting donations of dry, watercolor paints and anticipate going to Indonesia at the end of July.&amp;nbsp; We're fundraising, yet again, and brainstorming for our 2nd Annual Creative Arts Camp in Indonesia.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rujak Berkah, the "Fruit Salad" after-school program @ Polehan has grown.&amp;nbsp; They  now include 15, 3-5 year olds. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div id="RTEContent"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff7f00" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;       &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6705198540890725969?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6705198540890725969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6705198540890725969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6705198540890725969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6705198540890725969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-plan-starts-to-come-together.html' title='When a Plan Starts to Come Together'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6751475296744725532</id><published>2009-04-09T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:47:01.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wading and Waiting</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, we announced to the families of KidsMosaic that I am  &lt;br&gt;stepping up to coordinate for KidsMosaic Pasadena.   This involves  &lt;br&gt;babies through grade 5 at our 9:30 gathering.  They say it&amp;#39;s about  &lt;br&gt;180 kids on any given week, though nearly twice as many on the actual  &lt;br&gt;roster.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s not a paying gig.  So I&amp;#39;m still working multiple part time  &lt;br&gt;jobs.  This includes: the stationery store, private art classes -  &lt;br&gt;traveling to their homes and nannying/babysitting.  I&amp;#39;ve put my own  &lt;br&gt;business aside for now.  I&amp;#39;ve begun to pour more of that creativity  &lt;br&gt;into wedding planning.&lt;p&gt;So far, we&amp;#39;ve settled on a date and location.  I&amp;#39;m excited that we  &lt;br&gt;will be able to celebrate under the night sky, on a rooftop in Los  &lt;br&gt;Angeles.  It will be a small, family wedding.  We&amp;#39;ll have orange and  &lt;br&gt;white tulips.  We&amp;#39;ll have desserts.&lt;p&gt;For now, I&amp;#39;m trying to enjoy and challenge myself with where I am -  &lt;br&gt;as opposed to where I&amp;#39;m headed.  For now, I must remember that  &lt;br&gt;everything I&amp;#39;m going through is not in vain.  There is a plan and a  &lt;br&gt;purpose.  In that, I find solace.  I eagerly await where I will be  &lt;br&gt;living, what my job will entail, how I will pay bills, and what a  &lt;br&gt;schedule will look like.  But for now, I&amp;#39;m still wading in this murky  &lt;br&gt;water, still waiting for a little more clarity and stability - still  &lt;br&gt;walking by faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6751475296744725532?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6751475296744725532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6751475296744725532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6751475296744725532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6751475296744725532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/04/wading-and-waiting.html' title='Wading and Waiting'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6847897541510484964</id><published>2009-03-11T00:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T00:58:44.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshed</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s the tail end of Winter.  My room is cold at night, but liberally  &lt;br&gt;absorbs the warmth of sunlight throughout the day.&lt;p&gt;February was generally a cruel month.  March has already proven a bit  &lt;br&gt;more hopeful.&lt;p&gt;Job-wise, I&amp;#39;m in about the same predicament that I&amp;#39;ve been in since  &lt;br&gt;the Fall: a handful of part-time jobs that simply pay the bills,  &lt;br&gt;affording little leftover for luxury.&lt;p&gt;Rest-wise, I am finally finding my place and purpose for now.  It&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;refreshing and generally uneventful.  But exactly what I need.&lt;p&gt;Even if it&amp;#39;s just a few days or weeks of smooth sailing, I&amp;#39;ll take  &lt;br&gt;it!  Moments even.&lt;p&gt;With a new pair of used cowboy boots, this Saturday I&amp;#39;ll be dancing.   &lt;br&gt;More on the story behind the boots later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6847897541510484964?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6847897541510484964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6847897541510484964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6847897541510484964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6847897541510484964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/03/refreshed.html' title='Refreshed'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5844346244568247819</id><published>2009-02-10T21:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T10:26:03.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And then the plane crashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SZMYNvm1hqI/AAAAAAAABdI/f7RH0t4lOco/s1600-h/pastedGraphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SZMYNvm1hqI/AAAAAAAABdI/f7RH0t4lOco/s200/pastedGraphic.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301607810741929634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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So the day after the last post, the news came out about the plane that landed in the river, without casualty.  &amp;quot;Passengers are rescued from US Airway Flight 1549 Airbus A320 jet after it crashed in Hudson River, New York.&amp;quot; People still DO walk on water!  The things God will do for me to know that He is listening...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5844346244568247819?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5844346244568247819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5844346244568247819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5844346244568247819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5844346244568247819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-then-plane-crashed.html' title='And then the plane crashed'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SZMYNvm1hqI/AAAAAAAABdI/f7RH0t4lOco/s72-c/pastedGraphic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2257587157190074734</id><published>2009-01-14T15:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:22:18.535-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can someone just tell me what it's like to walk on water?  </title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve heard it&amp;#39;s been done before, but I feel like it would simply  &lt;br&gt;have to be a miracle.  I feel like I keep sinking.  I just can&amp;#39;t seem  &lt;br&gt;to let my foot simply rest without the feeling of solid mass  &lt;br&gt;beneath.  And so, instead, I hover in this place between flying and  &lt;br&gt;walking on water.  It&amp;#39;s unstable, unsettling and nerve-wrecking all  &lt;br&gt;at once.  I&amp;#39;m hardly going anywhere without having to grab ahold of  &lt;br&gt;something steady.  Hardly able to move forward and scared to let go  &lt;br&gt;of everything I think I know.  Lucky thing I&amp;#39;ve gotten used to the  &lt;br&gt;waves, at least that they clearly exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2257587157190074734?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2257587157190074734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2257587157190074734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2257587157190074734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2257587157190074734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-someone-just-tell-me-what-its-like.html' title='Can someone just tell me what it&apos;s like to walk on water?  '/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7627019961689154060</id><published>2009-01-06T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:05:10.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Glimpse of My World</title><content type='html'>I was born in America.&lt;br&gt;My ancestors are Chinese.&lt;br&gt;My brothers claim we&amp;#39;re part Irish.&lt;br&gt;My kindergarten class was bilingual, English and Spanish.&lt;br&gt;I discovered my passion in India and Benin.&lt;br&gt;I speak Indonesian, but apparently with a Korean accent.&lt;br&gt;My fianc&amp;#233; is German, Czechlosovakian, Cherokee,...&lt;br&gt;My cousin&amp;#39;s moving to Turkey.&lt;p&gt;And in the middle of all this, I still feel lost.  I&amp;#39;ve been back for  &lt;br&gt;6 months now.  Maybe it&amp;#39;s phase 3 of readjusting: hating everything.   &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s the new year.  I&amp;#39;m supposed to be rejuvenated to have a fresh  &lt;br&gt;start.  Only, I find myself more disappointed,  more unclear, and  &lt;br&gt;more unsure about what&amp;#39;s next.&lt;p&gt;When you&amp;#39;ve had one of the best, most thrilling parts of your life  &lt;br&gt;come, well, to life, what&amp;#39;s next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7627019961689154060?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7627019961689154060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7627019961689154060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7627019961689154060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7627019961689154060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2009/01/glimpse-of-my-world.html' title='A Glimpse of My World'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6107677558256916504</id><published>2008-12-08T12:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T12:02:06.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/ST19Po9qP7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/CS0x2Z2gMYE/s1600-h/MyPicture-726200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/ST19Po9qP7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/CS0x2Z2gMYE/s320/MyPicture-726200.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277512045995638706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After a great weekend in Texas, I&amp;#39;m back to work. &amp;#160;Spent the morning  &lt;br&gt;getting things together for Friday and Saturday&amp;#39;s show:&lt;br&gt;Strings of Christmas lights, stacks of plastic envelopes, cards,  &lt;br&gt;business cards, flyers, brochures and postcards. &amp;#160;&lt;br&gt;Oh, have you even seen my new postcards?!  (Do you remember this  &lt;br&gt;painting, inspired by our float plane trip to Papua?)  Rivers of  &lt;br&gt;Papua, framed print for $40&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6107677558256916504?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6107677558256916504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6107677558256916504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6107677558256916504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6107677558256916504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-tx.html' title='After TX'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/ST19Po9qP7I/AAAAAAAAA_g/CS0x2Z2gMYE/s72-c/MyPicture-726200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5673788988594692610</id><published>2008-11-19T10:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:39:58.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENTing...</title><content type='html'>For the holidays:&lt;p&gt;- Handmade Cards. $4 each&lt;p&gt;- Painting Prints.  16 prints currently available.  $40 each&lt;p&gt;- My painting on a card!  &amp;quot;Christmas Star&amp;quot; $1.50 each or 50 for $50.   &lt;br&gt;Now that&amp;#39;s a steal!  (Reserve your order now.  Orders available for  &lt;br&gt;delivery early December.)&lt;p&gt;All proceeds help take the arts to families around the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5673788988594692610?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5673788988594692610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5673788988594692610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5673788988594692610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5673788988594692610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/11/presenting.html' title='PRESENTing...'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2025961292096206168</id><published>2008-10-31T17:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:08:03.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November and December</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ve officially started graduate school, only part time.  I&amp;#39;ll be  &lt;br&gt;focusing on this for the next couple months.  With all of the holiday  &lt;br&gt;events, and the early stage of engagement, this will give me plenty  &lt;br&gt;to do.  And of course, there&amp;#39;s still trying to stay connected with  &lt;br&gt;you and potentially setting up another trip for next summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2025961292096206168?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2025961292096206168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2025961292096206168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2025961292096206168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2025961292096206168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/november-and-december.html' title='November and December'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-257541520170669547</id><published>2008-10-27T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T04:24:03.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake again at 4 am...</title><content type='html'>15 hours of sleep.  And then a night of none at all.  If I could make  &lt;br&gt;myself stay asleep tonight, that would be fantabulous!  I got 3 hours  &lt;br&gt;and am wide awake.  Thanks jetlag.&lt;p&gt;I wish I had a clearer picture of the future, but for now, the dream  &lt;br&gt;remains&lt;br&gt;- to travel&lt;br&gt;- to various places around the world&lt;br&gt;- at least once a year&lt;br&gt;-  taking people interested&lt;br&gt;- to share their gifts and passions&lt;br&gt;- with others around the world.&lt;p&gt;Some people call it mobilizing.  Some people say connecting.&lt;p&gt;Kids, moms, artists, friends, teachers.  Doesn&amp;#39;t really matter to me.&lt;br&gt;Indonesia, Lebanon, Japan, Thailand, South Africa.  Doesn&amp;#39;t so much  &lt;br&gt;matter either.&lt;p&gt;&amp;#39;Mau ikut&amp;#39; (Want to come along/follow/join us)?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-257541520170669547?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/257541520170669547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=257541520170669547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/257541520170669547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/257541520170669547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/awake-again-at-4-am.html' title='Awake again at 4 am...'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1428122845799161570</id><published>2008-10-25T15:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T15:42:47.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip Successful</title><content type='html'>Though we are really only semi-debriefed, we count this quick trip a  &lt;br&gt;success.  Ange got to teach. The moms were receptive.  The kids got  &lt;br&gt;to explore art with new materials.  I saw the house that needs much  &lt;br&gt;repair - the main beam is rotting away.  We visited with co-workers.   &lt;br&gt;Met new staff. Caught up with friends.  Rode the ankot.  Visited the  &lt;br&gt;children&amp;#39;s home. Met another Leela in this world (a British girl from  &lt;br&gt;Malaysia).  Relaxed a little in Bali.  Ate bakso, soto ayam, sate and  &lt;br&gt;gado gado. Went to an Indonesian/Chinese wedding. Shopped at the  &lt;br&gt;grocery store around the corner.  And had Avocado/Coffee/Chocolate  &lt;br&gt;shakes, watermelon juice, mango lassie and water from a plastic  &lt;br&gt;wrapped cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1428122845799161570?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1428122845799161570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1428122845799161570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1428122845799161570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1428122845799161570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-successful.html' title='Trip Successful'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1194893163439577091</id><published>2008-10-23T07:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:30:07.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>We are in Singapore again.  This time for a good 12 hours.  Except, the&lt;br&gt;shuttle and tour into the city have already closed.  We are &amp;#39;stuck&amp;#39; in the&lt;br&gt;airport.  But there&amp;#39;s plenty of shopping, restaurants and gardens to see!&lt;br&gt;We might just splurge and hang out at the transit hotel for one last&lt;br&gt;shower before our insanely long flight home...  It&amp;#39;s been a blast to&lt;br&gt;reconnect with friends, if only again for a few minutes.  The whirl wind&lt;br&gt;trip was definitely every minute, every penny, and all of the adapting.&lt;p&gt;I had a few great conversations in my final 24 hours here.  I know why I&lt;br&gt;have come.  I&amp;#39;ll write more when I&amp;#39;m more coherent.  Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1194893163439577091?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1194893163439577091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1194893163439577091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1194893163439577091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1194893163439577091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-775101485057731950</id><published>2008-10-22T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:03:11.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just One Last Creature...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SQK2n3_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3opH3fnmzxg/s1600-h/MyPicture-791265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SQK2n3_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3opH3fnmzxg/s320/MyPicture-791265.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260968110885597250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Back at the Richardsons house while they&amp;#39;re in Bali.  Check out what  &lt;br&gt;Ange and I found today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-775101485057731950?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/775101485057731950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=775101485057731950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/775101485057731950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/775101485057731950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-one-last-creature.html' title='Just One Last Creature...'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SQK2n3_-cEI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3opH3fnmzxg/s72-c/MyPicture-791265.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5771083094496801424</id><published>2008-10-19T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T09:51:09.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>community</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlfdhHL6I/AAAAAAAAA-o/jLChrIfRr3Y/s1600-h/IMG_5897-769282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlfdhHL6I/AAAAAAAAA-o/jLChrIfRr3Y/s320/IMG_5897-769282.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908581059047330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlfdPriOI/AAAAAAAAA-w/h0Y4xPrrZTA/s1600-h/IMG_5890-769736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlfdPriOI/AAAAAAAAA-w/h0Y4xPrrZTA/s320/IMG_5890-769736.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908580985932002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlf5LZgbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/C-9d5t_qjDQ/s1600-h/IMG_5892-771462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlf5LZgbI/AAAAAAAAA-4/C-9d5t_qjDQ/s320/IMG_5892-771462.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908588484166066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgFZsvhI/AAAAAAAAA_A/tWnAQGNGJkI/s1600-h/IMG_5900-772080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgFZsvhI/AAAAAAAAA_A/tWnAQGNGJkI/s320/IMG_5900-772080.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908591765372434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgDg56uI/AAAAAAAAA_I/dDoJmmnB3SA/s1600-h/IMG_5906-772546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgDg56uI/AAAAAAAAA_I/dDoJmmnB3SA/s320/IMG_5906-772546.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908591258725090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgQe6fbI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/pT7xw8TWf78/s1600-h/IMG_5951-772849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlgQe6fbI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/pT7xw8TWf78/s320/IMG_5951-772849.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258908594740034994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Saturday morning, we hung out in the &amp;#39;Desperate Housewives&amp;#39;  &lt;br&gt;neighborhood.  Check it out, my paintings have been hung in Clara&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;nursery!!! Kaylor and Donny picked out the wall colors based on the  &lt;br&gt;paintings!&lt;p&gt;The ladies relaxed by getting cream baths, a.k.a. deep conditioning  &lt;br&gt;for your hair plus head and shoulder massage.&lt;p&gt;We went to Gideon&amp;#39;s wedding yesterday. &amp;#160;(The bridesmaid wore white?!)  &lt;br&gt;Saw some friends, co-workers and teachers/staff. &amp;#160;It was  &lt;br&gt;extravagant. &amp;#160;Check out &amp;#39;cutting the cake&amp;quot; - the cake is fake! &amp;#160;And,  &lt;br&gt;yes, they are pretending to cut it with a SWORD!&lt;p&gt;I love my community here. &amp;#160;It&amp;#39;s so great to be back with them, if  &lt;br&gt;only for a week.  Ange and I leave for Bali in 3 and a half hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5771083094496801424?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5771083094496801424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5771083094496801424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5771083094496801424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5771083094496801424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/community.html' title='community'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPtlfdhHL6I/AAAAAAAAA-o/jLChrIfRr3Y/s72-c/IMG_5897-769282.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4375983485474556406</id><published>2008-10-17T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:29:57.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKJr-crJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3dwYmGsztXs/s1600-h/IMG_5819_2-797934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKJr-crJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3dwYmGsztXs/s320/IMG_5819_2-797934.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315570215693458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKJ2bM_pI/AAAAAAAAA-I/uBokWeea8ko/s1600-h/IMG_5813_2-799692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKJ2bM_pI/AAAAAAAAA-I/uBokWeea8ko/s320/IMG_5813_2-799692.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315573020655250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKNRC4-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/srEPTF2uggQ/s1600-h/IMG_5878_2-700136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKNRC4-I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/srEPTF2uggQ/s320/IMG_5878_2-700136.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315579152065506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKTdmA3I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/1U7wKgB9XNY/s1600-h/IMG_5886_2-701752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKTdmA3I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/1U7wKgB9XNY/s320/IMG_5886_2-701752.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315580815311730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKvbAODI/AAAAAAAAA-g/F-pf7jDjT8Q/s1600-h/IMG_5888_2-702248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKKvbAODI/AAAAAAAAA-g/F-pf7jDjT8Q/s320/IMG_5888_2-702248.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315588320639026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Te girls are learning to sew various patterns.  The boys are making  &lt;br&gt;lamps.  All throughout our 2 days of class, music from a wedding  &lt;br&gt;across the street blared.  Here is the groom in his processional!  I  &lt;br&gt;used art supplies from Yolanda to help the kids make a huge &amp;#39;Thank  &lt;br&gt;You&amp;#39; sign for the moms and teachers.  Lindsay and Ange enjoyed their  &lt;br&gt;packed 2 days with the community of Polehan and the staff of Rujak  &lt;br&gt;Berkah, the after-school program.  It flew by, but I know that it was  &lt;br&gt;helpful and effective.  Check out Ange&amp;#39;s blog for more details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4375983485474556406?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4375983485474556406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4375983485474556406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4375983485474556406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4375983485474556406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/creating.html' title='Creating'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlKJr-crJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/3dwYmGsztXs/s72-c/IMG_5819_2-797934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-664487806819205570</id><published>2008-10-17T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:28:23.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Around Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJxwpWJ6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Zhx9YsUc678/s1600-h/IMG_5863_2-703818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJxwpWJ6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Zhx9YsUc678/s320/IMG_5863_2-703818.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315159152502690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyLldzNI/AAAAAAAAA9g/kXI-rZXynV4/s1600-h/IMG_5854_2-704303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyLldzNI/AAAAAAAAA9g/kXI-rZXynV4/s320/IMG_5854_2-704303.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315166383983826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyFvr0oI/AAAAAAAAA9o/240xPiidRe8/s1600-h/IMG_5849_2-704758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyFvr0oI/AAAAAAAAA9o/240xPiidRe8/s320/IMG_5849_2-704758.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315164816233090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyRrATeI/AAAAAAAAA9w/AbQHTRnuiP0/s1600-h/IMG_5836_2-705183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyRrATeI/AAAAAAAAA9w/AbQHTRnuiP0/s320/IMG_5836_2-705183.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315168017829346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyjXNoHI/AAAAAAAAA94/DQkmLMq0mU8/s1600-h/IMG_5840_2-706588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJyjXNoHI/AAAAAAAAA94/DQkmLMq0mU8/s320/IMG_5840_2-706588.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258315172766654578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Texting is the most popular way of communicating with people.  So, we  &lt;br&gt;sit around and type on our hp (&amp;#39;ha-pay&amp;#39;) - cell phone.  At Tandon,  &lt;br&gt;the local store, around the corner, Ange, what are you shopping for?   &lt;br&gt;Clara just turned 8 months old!  She&amp;#39;s a flying astronaut in this  &lt;br&gt;picture.  We went out for Lalapan - fried eel.  Only the guys and I  &lt;br&gt;ate eel.  Most of our party ate fried chicken instead.  And Terang  &lt;br&gt;Bulan (Moonlight), a popular cake dessert with cheese, chocolate and  &lt;br&gt;peanuts inside.  Though, I&amp;#39;m not sure how this one&amp;#39;s from Texas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-664487806819205570?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/664487806819205570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=664487806819205570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/664487806819205570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/664487806819205570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/around-town.html' title='Around Town'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlJxwpWJ6I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Zhx9YsUc678/s72-c/IMG_5863_2-703818.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-3646698786989676894</id><published>2008-10-17T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:24:15.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transportation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlIz6g3CqI/AAAAAAAAA8w/fhsiREgp3fQ/s1600-h/IMG_5808_2-755733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlIz6g3CqI/AAAAAAAAA8w/fhsiREgp3fQ/s320/IMG_5808_2-755733.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314096649374370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0L5Wd3I/AAAAAAAAA84/H6aD58pyegQ/s1600-h/IMG_5806_2-756302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0L5Wd3I/AAAAAAAAA84/H6aD58pyegQ/s320/IMG_5806_2-756302.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314101315499890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0UjFVQI/AAAAAAAAA9A/8I0xj6k9Has/s1600-h/IMG_5794_2-757011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0UjFVQI/AAAAAAAAA9A/8I0xj6k9Has/s320/IMG_5794_2-757011.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314103638021378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0iiaJKI/AAAAAAAAA9I/0NsWIqZpyCM/s1600-h/IMG_5802_2-758476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0iiaJKI/AAAAAAAAA9I/0NsWIqZpyCM/s320/IMG_5802_2-758476.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314107393287330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0-5qgDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/-BiWgPiZi4o/s1600-h/IMG_5789_2-759062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlI0-5qgDI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/-BiWgPiZi4o/s320/IMG_5789_2-759062.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258314115007021106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The kids learned about transportation this week.  We played a game  &lt;br&gt;pretending we were motorcycles in traffic.  It was fun!  They are  &lt;br&gt;learning about various vehicles and their parts.  Here are Ange and  &lt;br&gt;Merro riding the angkot/mikrolet/public transportation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3646698786989676894?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3646698786989676894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3646698786989676894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3646698786989676894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3646698786989676894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/transportation.html' title='Transportation'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlIz6g3CqI/AAAAAAAAA8w/fhsiREgp3fQ/s72-c/IMG_5808_2-755733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5269816806539647415</id><published>2008-10-17T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:02:47.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the airport(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDxyFclGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/drcULVjs1rA/s1600-h/IMG_5717_2-767656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDxyFclGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/drcULVjs1rA/s320/IMG_5717_2-767656.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258308562469033058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyUyG_MI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/agIH7XdKRRM/s1600-h/IMG_5721_2-769241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyUyG_MI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/agIH7XdKRRM/s320/IMG_5721_2-769241.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258308571783167170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyay4gfI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VmitrB-oXD0/s1600-h/IMG_5722_2-769656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyay4gfI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/VmitrB-oXD0/s320/IMG_5722_2-769656.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258308573397025266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDytmVYaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XRe95__aRUg/s1600-h/IMG_5724_2-770199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDytmVYaI/AAAAAAAAA8g/XRe95__aRUg/s320/IMG_5724_2-770199.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258308578444665250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyiVyuwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/3V7jOPKzDLw/s1600-h/IMG_5730_2-770642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDyiVyuwI/AAAAAAAAA8o/3V7jOPKzDLw/s320/IMG_5730_2-770642.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258308575422495490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Filling out immigration paperwork, the exquisite bathroom sinks in  &lt;br&gt;the Singapore airport, Ange drying off after 24 hours of not being  &lt;br&gt;able to wash her face, free internet at Singapore, I&amp;#39;m in the...   &lt;br&gt;airport!  That&amp;#39;s right, they had an indoor, tropical garden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5269816806539647415?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5269816806539647415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5269816806539647415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5269816806539647415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5269816806539647415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-airports.html' title='At the airport(s)'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SPlDxyFclGI/AAAAAAAAA8I/drcULVjs1rA/s72-c/IMG_5717_2-767656.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-3161612360458059402</id><published>2008-10-17T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:09:07.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming and Going</title><content type='html'>This morning started with class at 8, a bit earlier than yesterday.   &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s been a full day.  I&amp;#39;m now exhausted.  It&amp;#39;s only 11.&lt;p&gt;We spent a good 6 hours at Rujak Berkah, the after-school program in  &lt;br&gt;Polehan.  A wedding took place across the street.  Music blares for  &lt;br&gt;about 24-48 hours before and after the ceremony.  It&amp;#39;s the  &lt;br&gt;neighborhood&amp;#39;s invitation to join.  They had a processional for the  &lt;br&gt;groom in the middle of class.  We all went out to watch.  We have  &lt;br&gt;pictures to post later.&lt;p&gt;I made cards with the kids.  They&amp;#39;ve been working on them and I have  &lt;br&gt;about 50 to bring home.  All hand made, hand drawn.  $5 each in case  &lt;br&gt;you&amp;#39;re interested.  All the proceeds return to Rujak Berkah, helping  &lt;br&gt;these kids and their families.&lt;p&gt;I was a little confused to have to say good bye again.  I don&amp;#39;t think  &lt;br&gt;we realized that it might just be a long while until I return again.   &lt;br&gt;These kids will be taller when I return.  I&amp;#39;m 160 centimeters tall.   &lt;br&gt;We all measured ourselves today.  And, since I can anticipate some  &lt;br&gt;confusion, I&amp;#39;m 54 kilos.&lt;p&gt;Classes went well.  Ange said she nearly cried when she was presented  &lt;br&gt;with a little thank you gift.&lt;p&gt;We had a team dinner for Sharon&amp;#39;s birthday.  It was so great to hang  &lt;br&gt;out with everyone all together!  I already have conversations to  &lt;br&gt;continue!  Good thing we will see each other again tomorrow and  &lt;br&gt;throughout the coming days!&lt;p&gt;After a few hours of girl talk, it&amp;#39;s time to sleep.  We&amp;#39;re getting  &lt;br&gt;cream baths tomorrow.  Cream baths are very inexpensive ways of  &lt;br&gt;getting pampered here.  They soak your hair in &amp;#39;cream&amp;#39; - it&amp;#39;s like  &lt;br&gt;deep conditioning.  They wash and style your hair.  Viola!  Perfect  &lt;br&gt;for going to a wedding - which, by the way, we will be attending.  My  &lt;br&gt;friend Gideon, the computer teacher at Charis, is getting married at  &lt;br&gt;3!  We will sit in on the ceremony and join the reception at 6.  They  &lt;br&gt;anticipate 800 people.  It will be the first Indonesian ceremony I  &lt;br&gt;will attend.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s a bit surreal to 1) be in Indo and 2) be engaged.  But I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;loving both!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3161612360458059402?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3161612360458059402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3161612360458059402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3161612360458059402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3161612360458059402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-and-going.html' title='Coming and Going'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8817430199084959359</id><published>2008-10-15T17:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T17:39:24.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really back!</title><content type='html'>Kim and Ethan were on the same plane landing in Indo with us.  Kaylor  &lt;br&gt;and Clara came with Pak Anugerah to pick us up.  We sat through  &lt;br&gt;traffic from the mud flood.  The dirt walls are built higher than  &lt;br&gt;when I left since the sulfuric mud continues to flow uncontrollably.   &lt;br&gt;We stopped in the humidity to eat lunch at the Palace, KFC.  We came  &lt;br&gt;home to Totok and 2 dogs.  Showered and refreshed, we met with Merro,  &lt;br&gt;Juliana, Wenny, Pak Bambang and their 3 girls, Gabriella, Karen and  &lt;br&gt;Renee.   It finally hit us that we were here/back.  Kaylor Selfie and  &lt;br&gt;Nat joined Merro, Totok, Ange and me for dinner.  We had gado gado  &lt;br&gt;for dinner - delicious!!!!  We fell asleep by 7 and woke up about 12  &lt;br&gt;hours later.&lt;p&gt;Simply loving it.  It&amp;#39;s 2 weeks out of town, but really only one week  &lt;br&gt;in Indo after all of the travel days.  So that&amp;#39;s a bummer, but we  &lt;br&gt;will maximize our time.&lt;p&gt;We study Bahasa (language) at 9:30-11. Get picked up at 11:15 for  &lt;br&gt;Polehan.  Eat lunch with the staff.  We have 2 hours with the kids&amp;#39;  &lt;br&gt;regular program.  From 3-5, we&amp;#39;re on.  It&amp;#39;s super exciting to see  &lt;br&gt;Ange&amp;#39;s face light up as she hears about these connections and the  &lt;br&gt;potential that it has in lining up with her passions.&lt;p&gt;Dinner with Kaylor, Merro and others.  Then, we&amp;#39;ll have a movie  &lt;br&gt;night!  We will need the down time.  It&amp;#39;s already Thursday here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8817430199084959359?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8817430199084959359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8817430199084959359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8817430199084959359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8817430199084959359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-really-back.html' title='I&apos;m really back!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8940710779147672607</id><published>2008-10-14T10:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T10:56:00.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Awake</title><content type='html'>1:49 AM - 10/15, Wednesday.
We&amp;#39;ve landed in Singapore.  We met Daryl on the plane - she is traveling to scuba dive in Bali with 9 friends.  Her son lived abroad in Germany for a year.  Now, it&amp;#39;s her turn to explore the world.&lt;p&gt;The Japan and Singapore airports are amazing!  Ginormous and all lit up. Definitely aesthetically pleasing.&lt;p&gt;We are exhausted and still have another flight to catch - after about 4 and a half more hours.&lt;p&gt;We are safe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8940710779147672607?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8940710779147672607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8940710779147672607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8940710779147672607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8940710779147672607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/still-awake.html' title='Still Awake'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6348075612548885484</id><published>2008-10-05T23:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:34:11.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Touch-A-Ray Bay!</title><content type='html'>Lori, Timothy and I spent the weekend in Gatlinburg.  A highlight,  &lt;br&gt;the Aquarium!  We spent about 3 hours there, and about 2 of those  &lt;br&gt;hours standing around, petting sting rays!  The diver came around  &lt;br&gt;during feeding and there was a swarm of them.  It was so fun to watch  &lt;br&gt;kids splashing fish water at their disgusted parents.  No worries,  &lt;br&gt;they shortened their barbs so we couldn&amp;#39;t get stung.  Though, they  &lt;br&gt;had little sharks swimming by too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6348075612548885484?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6348075612548885484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6348075612548885484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6348075612548885484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6348075612548885484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/touch-ray-bay.html' title='Touch-A-Ray Bay!'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-8551316047742193382</id><published>2008-10-03T11:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:26:39.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatlinburg</title><content type='html'>Heading off to Gatlinburg today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-8551316047742193382?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8551316047742193382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=8551316047742193382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8551316047742193382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/8551316047742193382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/10/gatlinburg.html' title='Gatlinburg'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1702357592277969773</id><published>2008-09-24T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:37:35.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart-racing thrills</title><content type='html'>kirby&amp;#39;s avalanche&lt;br&gt;home cooked dinner, especially when I&amp;#39;m not the one cooking&lt;br&gt;sweet, sentimental surprises&lt;br&gt;hope affirmed&lt;br&gt;confident answers&lt;br&gt;peace that surpasses all understanding&lt;br&gt;root-beer floats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1702357592277969773?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1702357592277969773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1702357592277969773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1702357592277969773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1702357592277969773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/11/heart-racing-thrills.html' title='heart-racing thrills'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7987718547585356085</id><published>2008-09-19T10:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:37:30.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meat on a Skewer</title><content type='html'>I miss Sate.  Pork or Chicken.  Chicken is eaten with a peanut  &lt;br&gt;sauce.  Pork with a dark, sweet sauce.  In a month, I can eat it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7987718547585356085?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7987718547585356085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7987718547585356085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7987718547585356085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7987718547585356085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/09/meat-on-skewer.html' title='Meat on a Skewer'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2216089713354885110</id><published>2008-09-18T19:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T19:53:29.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parking Tickets</title><content type='html'>Some things, I definitely didn&amp;#39;t miss in Indonesia.  I&amp;#39;ve moved into  &lt;br&gt;the new house, but didn&amp;#39;t know that I&amp;#39;m not allowed to park on the  &lt;br&gt;street (what a concept) from 2-6 A.M.  I even made sure that I was  &lt;br&gt;gone before street sweeping hours.  Now, that, would have been quite  &lt;br&gt;the feat - 2 tickets in one morning!  Well, at least I had a great  &lt;br&gt;day baby-sitting/teaching the Blain kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2216089713354885110?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2216089713354885110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2216089713354885110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2216089713354885110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2216089713354885110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/09/parking-tickets.html' title='Parking Tickets'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1812645050100804969</id><published>2008-09-13T23:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:18:29.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Gala</title><content type='html'>If you ever want to take your friends to get a cupcake, frozen  &lt;br&gt;yogurt, ice cream, or all sorts of flavorful foods, Larchmont has  &lt;br&gt;it.  So, feel free to stop by Landis while you&amp;#39;re down there.  Stop  &lt;br&gt;by the general store and find my paintings.  They will be showing  &lt;br&gt;them for the next month.  If the paintings sell, the store would like  &lt;br&gt;to keep them available.&lt;p&gt;This afternoon, there was a good turnout and response.  My art was  &lt;br&gt;displayed next to the food table, always fun!  And I did notice some  &lt;br&gt;strangers thumbing through the various prints - even better!  It&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;such peaceful affirmation to see how opportunities come together  &lt;br&gt;despite me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1812645050100804969?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1812645050100804969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1812645050100804969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1812645050100804969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1812645050100804969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-gala.html' title='After the Gala'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6274691075927485753</id><published>2008-09-10T23:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:30:55.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gala</title><content type='html'>The public show of my paintings has arrived!&lt;p&gt;Landis General Store is hosting.  A number of artists will have their  &lt;br&gt;work displayed.  Live jazz music!&lt;br&gt;This Saturday, September 13.&lt;p&gt;Landis General Store&lt;br&gt;140-142 North Larchmont Boulevard&lt;br&gt;Los Angeles 90004&lt;br&gt;(323) 465-7998&lt;p&gt;Come see the artwork which was inspired by and created while I was  &lt;br&gt;living in Indonesia.  Original work and prints available.  Proceeds  &lt;br&gt;of my work and cards handmade by the kids go towards children and  &lt;br&gt;families I worked with at Polehan, the after-school program and doing  &lt;br&gt;art with kids around the world!&lt;p&gt;Artists Reception @ 2-5; I&amp;#39;ll be there 4:30-5.  Hope you can come  &lt;br&gt;by!  Bring friends and family.  Work will be displayed throughout the  &lt;br&gt;month of September.  Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6274691075927485753?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6274691075927485753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6274691075927485753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6274691075927485753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6274691075927485753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/09/gala.html' title='The Gala'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2865224177515347306</id><published>2008-09-04T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:33:33.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polehan'/><title type='text'>Illuminate Story #428</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SMBF0kXRUUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/WHZRIhzsd20/s1600-h/029_polehannotebooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SMBF0kXRUUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/WHZRIhzsd20/s200/029_polehannotebooks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242266735676051778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Passion of Literacy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could see Olivia's passion for creativity in words and being able to unleash this potential in each child.  She gave each child their own writing book.  They would begin to answer questions in Indonesian.  Then, eagerly grabbing a dictionary, they would translate their answers into English!  They became so interested in learning English!  They wrote a little bit each day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of only a few days, Amel and Saras wanted to read what they had written for their parents!  A little shy, a little hesitant, but wanting the affirmation and a little encouragement - they were all so proud to be be able to share with their entire community!  Illiterate moms and grandmas were amazed that their precious children were able to read and write in 2 languages!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2865224177515347306?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2865224177515347306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2865224177515347306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2865224177515347306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2865224177515347306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/09/illuminate-story-428.html' title='Illuminate Story #428'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SMBF0kXRUUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/WHZRIhzsd20/s72-c/029_polehannotebooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7030799817067074994</id><published>2008-08-22T13:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:43:32.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>One Last Thing Before I Go</title><content type='html'>We&amp;#39;re heading back to Indonesia!!!  Leaving October 13 to arrive there the 15th.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;So quick?  I&amp;#39;m just getting adjusted.&amp;quot;  (Though, they say it will be months and years to process and adjust...  Comforting, I suppose.)&lt;p&gt;But this trip has been in the making.  I&amp;#39;ve been talking with Angela about doing health ed. classes for over a year now.  A return trip for me to lead a team in October has been an ongoing conversation for 7 months now.  As usual, it&amp;#39;s not what I necessarily pictured, and yet it is...&lt;p&gt;Super exciting!  But I guess that seems to be most of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7030799817067074994?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7030799817067074994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7030799817067074994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7030799817067074994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7030799817067074994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/one-last-thing-before-i-go.html' title='One Last Thing Before I Go'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4133189992180401976</id><published>2008-08-22T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:44:52.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Some R &amp; R</title><content type='html'>I know, you're thinking, "Why do you need R&amp;amp;R if you're &lt;i&gt;only&lt;/i&gt; working 4 part time jobs, one full time job and start grad school part time?!"  What can I say, I love doing - everything.  So, I'm taking the opportunity to go up to my parents' summer lodge.  Awesome!&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm already ready for some R&amp;amp;R &lt;i&gt;before&lt;/i&gt; it all kicks into full gear.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thus, Big Bear here we come!  There's nothing like watching old black and white movies in the lodge or looking out to see the pine trees and smelling their refreshment.  It's about a 2-hour drive up the mountains, and we'll be breathing in thin air.  And it's just around the corner from the old campsite of annual summer camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some time at the pool.  Some good ol' board games.  Maybe some time by the lake.  We'll be back in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4133189992180401976?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4133189992180401976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4133189992180401976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4133189992180401976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4133189992180401976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/some-r-r.html' title='Some R &amp; R'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2892017763477006445</id><published>2008-08-20T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:47:41.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='processing'/><title type='text'>What Do You Do Next?</title><content type='html'>After an Olympian has gone through all the training, sat through all of the interviews and has finished competing, what happens next?  Where do you go from there?  You&amp;#39;ve broken records, you&amp;#39;ve proven you&amp;#39;re the greatest in the world, you gave it everything you had.&lt;p&gt;And then?&lt;p&gt;Momentum...   Using momentum not to simply coast forward.  Which might be easy to do with all of the endorsement offers...  But use  that momentum to push you toward more.&lt;p&gt;So, more.  While I&amp;#39;m here, we&amp;#39;re fundraising for the next trips: supplies for art projects, for school, for First-Aid kits, helping families provide for their kids, providing health education classes for moms, training moms to sew, and, of course, flights and food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2892017763477006445?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2892017763477006445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2892017763477006445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2892017763477006445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2892017763477006445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-do-you-do-next.html' title='What Do You Do Next?'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-6748178776212701087</id><published>2008-08-17T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:08:26.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh Feeling Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcep2NOTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WF49pzuN6c4/s1600-h/Photo+50-706435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcep2NOTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WF49pzuN6c4/s320/Photo+50-706435.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235395511028889906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcekx0KII/AAAAAAAAA7Q/RhhQNDsQxjM/s1600-h/Photo+58-706785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcekx0KII/AAAAAAAAA7Q/RhhQNDsQxjM/s320/Photo+58-706785.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235395509668292738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcfMPN6HI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/jcJmYmoamlg/s1600-h/Photo+64-708033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcfMPN6HI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/jcJmYmoamlg/s320/Photo+64-708033.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235395520260597874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After 5 hours at the salon with fun friends, an hour in a white  &lt;br&gt;stretch limo, 2 hours getting dolled up in our formal dresses, and 7  &lt;br&gt;hours of a wedding ceremony &amp;amp; celebration - dancing included, this is  &lt;br&gt;what I came home to...  If only we could all understand the art of  &lt;br&gt;hair styling, the art of make-up, the art of simply feeling beautiful  &lt;br&gt;- even if it&amp;#39;s all just on the surface.  Fun times, fun times.  It&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;so great to have people to celebrate with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-6748178776212701087?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6748178776212701087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=6748178776212701087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6748178776212701087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/6748178776212701087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhh-feeling-beautiful.html' title='Ahhh Feeling Beautiful'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SKfcep2NOTI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WF49pzuN6c4/s72-c/Photo+50-706435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2123174021315200029</id><published>2008-08-12T01:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:48:19.249-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Perseverance, Endurance, Determination</title><content type='html'>Some days are harder than others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2123174021315200029?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2123174021315200029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2123174021315200029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2123174021315200029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2123174021315200029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/perseverance-endurance-determination.html' title='Perseverance, Endurance, Determination'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4634742209743148357</id><published>2008-08-09T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:49:05.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='community'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>Recent Additions</title><content type='html'>- a part-time job to &amp;quot;pay the bills&amp;quot; (until this full time job can sustain itself...)&lt;br&gt;- wireless internet to the current house.&lt;br&gt;- personal boundaries for my own sanity/needs.&lt;br&gt;- October trip to return to Indonesia.&lt;br&gt;- home art gallery: the next attempt to communicate about my trip.&lt;p&gt;Tonight, Tammy didn&amp;#39;t even say hi before she enthusiastically said, &amp;quot;Welcome back!&amp;quot;  She sat on the stairwell with a friend and in quick passing, shot a smile and one of the worlds best acknowledgments my way.  Absolutely refreshing!  The thing is, I met Tammy literally a couple weeks before I left for Indonesia.  We had a quick conversation, and she asked me to paint.  With that opportunity, I painted a confusing piece. (I&amp;#39;ve since tried to paint over it. Still in progress.) But it stirred up within me something that needed to be brought out.  So, I began to paint in Indonesia.&lt;p&gt;Amazingly enough, that brings me to the art gallery.   A series of paintings created during my time in Indonesia.  Private openings by appointment only.   (I&amp;#39;m already a stationery snob.  Now just add to that - art snob.)&lt;p&gt;Hear the stories, see the artwork.  Never thought this would be such a big deal, but it feels good.  Haven&amp;#39;t finished a painting of my own in the last 6 months.  But we&amp;#39;ve gotten kids to get their hands &amp;#39;dirty&amp;#39; - that&amp;#39;s what matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4634742209743148357?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4634742209743148357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4634742209743148357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4634742209743148357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4634742209743148357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/recent-additions.html' title='Recent Additions'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4301377910091039927</id><published>2008-08-08T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:49:31.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>In Honor of Dad Jimbo</title><content type='html'>When I was away from home for college, my roommate, Tanya, took me home for Thanksgiving weekends.  My  away-from-home parents were Jan and Jim.  They always welcomed me in, and I felt at home.  My away-from-home Dad Jimbo passed away.&lt;p&gt;I haven&amp;#39;t visited them in 5 years, but that doesn&amp;#39;t mean that they&amp;#39;ve  been forgotten, nor that I haven&amp;#39;t wanted to visit.&lt;p&gt;Tracey came with me to visit once.  She remembers.  I&amp;#39;m glad that at least she met him.&lt;p&gt;I suppose this Thanksgiving will be in L.A.&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the laughs and love.  You will be missed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4301377910091039927?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4301377910091039927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4301377910091039927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4301377910091039927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4301377910091039927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-honor-of-dad-jimbo.html' title='In Honor of Dad Jimbo'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5241747872250925359</id><published>2008-08-04T12:11:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:51:23.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='river'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kalimantan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creatures'/><title type='text'>Dragonflies in the Grass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SJdVUa8ANyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/7BJgQ0e-QUc/s1600-h/2008-03-12.205647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SJdVUa8ANyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/7BJgQ0e-QUc/s200/2008-03-12.205647.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230743301530859298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
When I went "Up the River" back in the Spring, I sat on the floor, in the middle of the room and began to paint.  Kids and moms would soon gather around to watch.  Their inquisitive eyes made me smile.  I began to draw lines and would soon begin to fill them in with a sequence of colors.  I asked a few of the kids if they would like to help.  Younger ones were eager to help me choose colors and sometimes even grab the brush.  Older kids would usually decline, saying that they "couldn't".  I would have them choose the next color.  And, handing over a paintbrush, would give them only 2 rules.  1) They had to repeat the color at least 3 times and in various areas of the page.  2) The spaces in which they colored could not touch another space with the same color. (My secret is out.  Now you can all become artistic geniuses!)  No doubt, I would run out of paint brushes.  A few kids would be working on the same color and I could soon step back from the entire piece.

Whether artist or not, each person would have their own interpretation of what the drawing meant.  Mine was usually "wrong," compared to everyone else's.  But hey!  I get to title them here.  In the end, we have one piece which I will call, "Dragonfly in the Grass" and a second I am calling, "A Glimpse of Heaven."  And in my mind, at least one is upside down in this picture.

Here's how they (title and work) came about:

"Dragonfly in the Grass"
After an afternoon of oral surgeries, translating post-op care instructions, and painting a couple rounds of greeting cards with kids, we had a sunset break.  Jim went with some of the guys to "shower" in the river, a.k.a. cannon balls.  A few others went to freshen up with baby wipes and change in the back room.  Where, it's really only blocked off by a loose curtain; and the only light is the tiny penlight you took with you to get back there in the first place...  A few of us were sitting on the porch, laughing, relaxing and preparing for the night ahead.

I decided to get up and mingle with the kids, if even just to watch them pass by on the main street, a.k.a. sidewalk.  A few of the kids asked where I was going and I'm sure I didn't have much of a response.  A small circle of us gathered and I asked them, of the small group, who was the funniest, who was the smartest, etc.  Soon, the conversation wore down and they wanted to play games.  Which abruptly ended when one of the boys went chasing after a dragonfly about the size of my hand!  It whirled and twirled as if it was mad.  It flew into the middle of tall jungle grass, but he caught it!  And of course, scared/disgusted the girls away.  All the while, it was absolutely hilarious to us!  So, as you can see, there is a mad Dragonfly in the Grass!

I'll write more about "A Glimpse of Heaven" later.  My cold would like me to take an intermission.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5241747872250925359?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5241747872250925359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5241747872250925359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5241747872250925359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5241747872250925359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/dragonflies-in-grass.html' title='Dragonflies in the Grass'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SJdVUa8ANyI/AAAAAAAAA7A/7BJgQ0e-QUc/s72-c/2008-03-12.205647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5178126553112406008</id><published>2008-08-01T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:16:33.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Comforts</title><content type='html'>So the night I left Malang, I found an envelope on my dining table.   &lt;br&gt;It was a letter from Ibu T. with a picture of Lina.   I reread and  &lt;br&gt;translated most of it this afternoon.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ve been sick for a week, so I did all of this from my bed.  I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;reminded of Lina and how I miss having her peek in as I &amp;quot;work&amp;quot; from  &lt;br&gt;the comforts of my room.&lt;p&gt;She&amp;#39;s started Kindergarten at Kidsland last month!  As of when I  &lt;br&gt;left, she didn&amp;#39;t have school shoes, nor a school bag.  With now 3  &lt;br&gt;kids in school, it&amp;#39;s a financial crunch for the family.  Both mom and  &lt;br&gt;dad are working and they take any extra jobs we can offer.  They&amp;#39;re  &lt;br&gt;super friendly, so that just makes it easier.&lt;p&gt;I miss their company.  The last time I saw Lina, I left her with  &lt;br&gt;paper and asked her to draw for me.  Jennifer brought over a stack of  &lt;br&gt;my stuff, including the picture Lina left.  It&amp;#39;s got to be weird back  &lt;br&gt;at that house now.  But maybe since Lina&amp;#39;s at Kidsland, she&amp;#39;ll have  &lt;br&gt;more creative stimulation packed into her day!  Good thing I know the  &lt;br&gt;teachers and leadership there are amazing!  Afterall, I helped train  &lt;br&gt;them.  ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5178126553112406008?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5178126553112406008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5178126553112406008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5178126553112406008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5178126553112406008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-comforts.html' title='Simple Comforts'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-4796481463026249782</id><published>2008-07-31T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:35:08.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mail</title><content type='html'>Well, I must say, there&amp;#39;s nothing weirder than coming back to  &lt;br&gt;California and getting a package that has seemingly already been  &lt;br&gt;opened!  And now, who will I share my Reese&amp;#39;s Peanut butter cups  &lt;br&gt;with?!  It&amp;#39;s not in such high demand here - or if it is, you get to  &lt;br&gt;the grocery store and buy your own.&lt;p&gt;Mail still brightens my day, just like it did in Indo.  Especially  &lt;br&gt;when I have a cold that makes my head feel like it&amp;#39;s about to  &lt;br&gt;explode.  Which, is exactly how the washing machine sounds right  &lt;br&gt;now.  Just as if the water in the kettle has come to a boil.&lt;p&gt;So, I have a week and a half to work on my report on Illuminate.  I  &lt;br&gt;have all of these words to begin with, but none seem good enough.   &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m sure it&amp;#39;s a matter of combining words into sentences that will  &lt;br&gt;make all the difference.  But for now, I&amp;#39;m still stuck.&lt;p&gt;Who would&amp;#39;ve ever thought that I could actually write letters as a job?&lt;p&gt;Anyway, that&amp;#39;s all my head can take for now.   Happy sending!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-4796481463026249782?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4796481463026249782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=4796481463026249782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4796481463026249782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/4796481463026249782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/08/mail.html' title='Mail'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2477828092561676415</id><published>2008-07-30T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T15:11:52.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed a Cold, Starve a Fever</title><content type='html'>Maybe it&amp;#39;s a physical sign of overworking myself back into California  &lt;br&gt;culture.  Maybe it&amp;#39;s just something I caught. Whichever way it goes,  &lt;br&gt;I&amp;#39;m sick.  Not fun.&lt;p&gt;Got a can of Campbell&amp;#39;s Chicken Noodle Soup and a bottle of Zycam.&lt;p&gt;2 of my gerber&amp;#39;s are still alive and well.  One is beginning to fade.&lt;p&gt;The BBQ was a blast!  Though, maybe in another few weeks, we can do  &lt;br&gt;one at the beach!  Just because I want to.&lt;p&gt;Well wishes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2477828092561676415?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2477828092561676415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2477828092561676415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2477828092561676415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2477828092561676415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/feed-cold-starve-fever.html' title='Feed a Cold, Starve a Fever'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-5784517312460936187</id><published>2008-07-29T12:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:52:30.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='connection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earthquake'/><title type='text'>California says, "Welcome Back"</title><content type='html'>While sitting in the apartment today, I felt a little rumbling.  It grew and continued on...  Silly me, I crawled under the counter.  Turned out to be a 5.8 earthquake.  Funny.  The last earthquake I felt was in Indonesia.  Today's felt stronger - maybe because I was on the 2nd story.  The mug fell from the top of the fridge. The lamp swung back and forth.  I went outside to check on neighbors (inspired by last night's talk with Andy, Garett and Adam).  Only one man was in the area.  That's an easy line to start a conversation: "Did you feel that?"  Of course!  At least I knew I wasn't going crazy.  He said he just wanted to step outside for a breath of fresh air.  I understood.  The single breath of fresh air.  The moment of deep calm.  It was refreshing.

If in the maddness of "getting caught up" that's the moment I get, well, I'd simply better enjoy it.  Even after an earthquake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-5784517312460936187?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5784517312460936187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=5784517312460936187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5784517312460936187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/5784517312460936187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/california-says-welcome-back.html' title='California says, &quot;Welcome Back&quot;'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-270300002532684800</id><published>2008-07-25T13:21:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T12:54:38.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motorcycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proactive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='processing'/><title type='text'>Initiate</title><content type='html'>Initiative:  I appreciate it when people take initiative.  If one  &lt;br&gt;sees a problem and a solution, when they pursue either, it lets me  &lt;br&gt;know that they aren&amp;#39;t oblivious.  Oblivious to the process, oblivious  &lt;br&gt;to what matters to me, oblivious of the need for both.&lt;p&gt;Initiation:  I&amp;#39;ve always appreciated the process of initiations.  To  &lt;br&gt;have respect for the place, organization, group of people, community  &lt;br&gt;that you would submit to their thrashings.  And to trust that they  &lt;br&gt;won&amp;#39;t beat you to a pulp - well, at least not in initiations I can  &lt;br&gt;stand....&lt;p&gt;For me, my self-proclaimed initiation to Indonesia was the motorcycle muffler burn.  I would never recommend a burn, knowingly or unknowingly.  Even the smallest are painful and leave ugly scars.  But it was a dose of reality.  It is such a normalcy for the masses who mostly get around by motorcycle.  The drama of my own burn was hardly sympathetic.  And when it&amp;#39;s your first week in an entirely different place, culture, city - you want some sympathy!&lt;p&gt;Well, a year later, the ugly scar is painless.  It reminds me that I was &amp;#39;brave enough&amp;#39; to suck it up and push forward.  It took over a month to heal, but I got through it.  I took care of it daily, and it  never got infected.  And if anything, it&amp;#39;s a good story.&lt;p&gt;So, maybe it will take me a good month to get readjusted to being back.  It&amp;#39;s already been painful, but I can, again, suck it up and push forward.  It&amp;#39;s ok to take the time I need to take care of myself.  And this, too, will be a good story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-270300002532684800?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/270300002532684800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=270300002532684800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/270300002532684800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/270300002532684800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/initate.html' title='Initiate'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-205010718951398366</id><published>2008-07-24T16:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:11:35.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potluck BBQ Picnic</title><content type='html'>You're invited!  Just so you know, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evite.com/app/publicUrl/LWIVIWLURQNFKCYICOSA/artastronautpicnic"&gt;the details.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-205010718951398366?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/205010718951398366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=205010718951398366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/205010718951398366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/205010718951398366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/potluck-bbq-picnic.html' title='Potluck BBQ Picnic'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-407080133667911058</id><published>2008-07-23T13:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T13:04:09.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gerber Daisies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIeOuTE50vI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mt-4wZQ4gck/s1600-h/MyPicture-749133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIeOuTE50vI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mt-4wZQ4gck/s320/MyPicture-749133.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226302818632717042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-407080133667911058?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/407080133667911058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=407080133667911058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/407080133667911058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/407080133667911058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/gerber-daisies_24.html' title='The Gerber Daisies'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIeOuTE50vI/AAAAAAAAA64/Mt-4wZQ4gck/s72-c/MyPicture-749133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-3432551147927131387</id><published>2008-07-23T12:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T12:17:18.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gerber Daisies</title><content type='html'>I got a handful of gerber daisies the other day.  They sit on our  &lt;br&gt;dining table.  In the midst of my internal chaos, they brighten my  &lt;br&gt;day.  Maybe because they are red-pink-orange, and white.  But maybe  &lt;br&gt;more so because they were revived from half a day in the car without  &lt;br&gt;water!  With a plastic cup of water from the tap (I know, it  &lt;br&gt;shouldn&amp;#39;t have been), and a little help to stand upright, they&amp;#39;re all  &lt;br&gt;strong and tall again.&lt;p&gt;I guess, for whatever silly reason, it gives me hope.  That&amp;#39;s just a  &lt;br&gt;flower.  Am I not more complicated than a flower?  Why it is such a  &lt;br&gt;journey for me to feel revived?  Maybe I&amp;#39;m just not soaking in the  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;water&amp;#39;...&lt;p&gt;I picked up a sand dollar, too.  On the sand dollars were written  &lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;Faith&amp;#39;, &amp;#39;Love&amp;#39; and &amp;#39;Hope.&amp;#39;  Mine reads, &amp;quot;Hope.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Why can&amp;#39;t I just accept love the way it&amp;#39;s given to me?  Where do I  &lt;br&gt;start?  I seem to have stipulations as to how I receive love.  They  &lt;br&gt;say, &amp;quot;Just receive it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Be patient with yourself&amp;quot; - and with others...&lt;p&gt;Still, I never thought my life could feel so beautiful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3432551147927131387?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3432551147927131387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3432551147927131387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3432551147927131387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3432551147927131387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/gerber-daisies.html' title='Gerber Daisies'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-1070784959775314739</id><published>2008-07-20T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:02:51.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Little Things</title><content type='html'>I went to Bed Bath and Beyond with Garett the other day.  Melissa and Brett&amp;#39;s bridal registry is there.  I got as far as getting the list before feeling overwhelmed.  There were 9 pages to it.  Not really long for a registry, I know.  But then I needed coaching to figure out what to get!  Garett suggested that I make a purchase based on my budget.  Smart!  Looked down the list - no problem.  But then, I had to figure out where the items on the list were located within the store!&lt;p&gt;Walked around to the sheets, and a store employee asked if she could help.  I was beginning to get overwhelmed, I didn&amp;#39;t know what to ask.  She was about to walk away, but I finally just showed her the registry and asked her to clarify bath sheets.  They&amp;#39;re not sheets, just actually extra long towels actually.  So back to the towels, where they only had one of 2 colors that were needed.  I couldn&amp;#39;t do the towel sets, I&amp;#39;m picky that way.  Only to go to kitchen items, but I could only find one pan that was listed.  So I asked a store clerk to help, maybe I could just point out the items on the list and he could find them.  But he was just going to help another customer, so he asked if i could wait 5 minutes - fine with me!  But then Garett suggested that I just get the one pan and one towel.  I was beginning to get overwhelmed that I just didn&amp;#39;t care any more.  So, I headed back to the towels and then to the kitchen section.  Then, we get to the register, they ring it up and ask for coupons.  Oh yes, I had two - and could use both!  Huge discount and I could&amp;#39;ve bought more.  But at that point, it was overload for me and I just wanted to get back to the car and go home.&lt;p&gt;There was a whole mall to explore, but I barely made it through a single store!?  This whole culture shock thing really isn&amp;#39;t a joke!&lt;p&gt;We went out for dim sum today at Ocean Star Seafood Restaurant.  Just getting seated was culture shock.  They spoke in Chinese and I wanted to respond in Indonesian.  As always, Chinese restaurants are crowded and noisy.  It was a bit overwhelming and much to take in!  I wanted to ask for certain items in Indonesian.  I had to tell myself a couple times that it was okay to pass things with my left hand and that it wouldn&amp;#39;t be offensive. I caught myself not knowing how to respond because I didn&amp;#39;t want to point to anything with my fingers, but knew that pointing with my thumb would be awkward.  But I made it through and enjoyed delicious Chinese food, most of it tastes differently from Chinese food in Indonesia.&lt;p&gt;I needed a break, so it felt good to take a walk.  After driving everywhere for a week, it felt good to get back to walking around.  I shocked myself when I pressed the button to cross the street and it beeped at me, signaling when it was my turn to cross!  We walked to the Sanrio store, and I was overwhelmed at the selection.  A lot of the characters have changed and it&amp;#39;s not as colorful as it once was.  But they really do carry the Hello Kitty Jewelry - as shown on Kimora (I would watch that on Indovision - cable)!  And there&amp;#39;s a Hallmark store next door!&lt;p&gt;Then, we got to go to the Mayan again tonight. I&amp;#39;ve missed the ambiance, the new lyrics, the good music, the live art.   It&amp;#39;s so good to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-1070784959775314739?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1070784959775314739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=1070784959775314739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1070784959775314739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/1070784959775314739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/funny-little-things.html' title='Funny Little Things'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-7655927127112570110</id><published>2008-07-18T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:09:55.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lelly'/><title type='text'>Back and Facing Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIE4v8UCe7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/eezN4qNpMik/s1600-h/MyPicture-723449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIE4v8UCe7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/eezN4qNpMik/s320/MyPicture-723449.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224519439021669298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lelly had Pandu draw this for me - Love it!  It&amp;#39;s the first thing  &lt;br&gt;hanging on the walls of my new home.  Off to run some errands - it&amp;#39;s  &lt;br&gt;been the most productive day since I&amp;#39;ve been back!  We went out to  &lt;br&gt;lunch, to the post office, and I have a bridal shower gift to buy.   &lt;br&gt;And I have girls night out plans at 8!  Wow, 4 things in one day!   &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s only taken me a week to work up to that!&lt;p&gt;Thanks Lelly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-7655927127112570110?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7655927127112570110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=7655927127112570110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7655927127112570110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/7655927127112570110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-and-facing-forward.html' title='Back and Facing Forward'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SIE4v8UCe7I/AAAAAAAAA6w/eezN4qNpMik/s72-c/MyPicture-723449.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-3030686726050651031</id><published>2008-06-26T13:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:08:33.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lelly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polehan'/><title type='text'>Not Saying Good-Bye</title><content type='html'>Said one final good-bye to the helpers.  Bitter sweet.  Enjoyed one  &lt;br&gt;last visit with Polehan families.  One last cream bath with hand and  &lt;br&gt;foot reflexology/massage.  One last dinner with live Indonesian music  &lt;br&gt;- well, a lady singing in Indonesian.   Took one last joyride with  &lt;br&gt;Jennifer around town on our motorcycles.  It was so great to go back  &lt;br&gt;up to the top of the mountain where I first practiced to ride.&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s WAY early in the morning.  We&amp;#39;re struggling to wake up, if even  &lt;br&gt;just enough to finish packing last minute items, grab a shower and  &lt;br&gt;load the bus...  We have 2 travel days, so hopefully a lot of time to  &lt;br&gt;rest along the way!&lt;p&gt;My time with friends here has come to an end way too quickly.  I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;glad I think the last time I saw each of them, I didn&amp;#39;t really think  &lt;br&gt;it would be the last time.  Lelly had Pandu draw a caricature of us.   &lt;br&gt;Love it!  Sorry, I already packed it or I&amp;#39;d post a picture...   &lt;br&gt;Anyway, soon enough - you can see it in person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-3030686726050651031?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3030686726050651031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=3030686726050651031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3030686726050651031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/3030686726050651031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-saying-good-bye.html' title='Not Saying Good-Bye'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37320840.post-2969867918540637668</id><published>2008-06-25T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T13:13:29.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polehan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Fresh Pumpkin Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1uhtV5jI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Bd3cSR7BOto/s1600-h/MyPicture-786643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1uhtV5jI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Bd3cSR7BOto/s320/MyPicture-786643.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001498119792178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1uw73oTI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Q8v7SdCy9sY/s1600-h/MyPicture-787038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1uw73oTI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Q8v7SdCy9sY/s320/MyPicture-787038.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001502207254834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1u4HqQPI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-tkYBgULaDQ/s1600-h/MyPicture-787494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1u4HqQPI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-tkYBgULaDQ/s320/MyPicture-787494.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001504135758066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vDS4M2I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/jSktyovXb1M/s1600-h/MyPicture-787938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vDS4M2I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/jSktyovXb1M/s320/MyPicture-787938.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001507135599458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vSfiFaI/AAAAAAAAA6g/39EyCm-31DU/s1600-h/MyPicture-789310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vSfiFaI/AAAAAAAAA6g/39EyCm-31DU/s320/MyPicture-789310.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001511215207842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vnMWE_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/bEpySGvZy3U/s1600-h/MyPicture-789754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1vnMWE_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/bEpySGvZy3U/s320/MyPicture-789754.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216001516771873778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Some of the kids made fresh pumpkin cookie sandwiches for our last  &lt;br&gt;day at Polehan - SOOOOO delicious!!!!  I wanted to bring some home,  &lt;br&gt;but without a freeze for 3 weeks - I had to pass...&lt;p&gt;So, for the time being, they gave me a couple to take home...  Wow,   &lt;br&gt;It&amp;#39;s really my last day in Malang?  It feels a little crazy.  I think  &lt;br&gt;tonight will simply have to be an all nighter...&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, there was a power outage.  Our water tandon didn&amp;#39;t fill  &lt;br&gt;up.  So we couldn&amp;#39;t all shower or brush our teeth this morning.  I&amp;#39;m  &lt;br&gt;so spoiled, Pak Gaos was working at Charis and I just had to run over  &lt;br&gt;to ask him to help - and he&amp;#39;s a genius!  It was fixed in less than 30  &lt;br&gt;minutes, and so now that everyone&amp;#39;s teaching, I will enjoy my last  &lt;br&gt;morning, hot shower in Malang...&lt;p&gt;By the way - here&amp;#39;s some of the awesome artwork that Rachel helped  &lt;br&gt;the kids at Polehan create!  LOVE it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;?alt=rss&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37320840-2969867918540637668?l=artastronaut.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2969867918540637668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37320840&amp;postID=2969867918540637668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2969867918540637668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37320840/posts/default/2969867918540637668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://artastronaut.blogspot.com/2008/06/fresh-pumpkin-cookies.html' title='Fresh Pumpkin Cookies'/><author><name>ArtAstronaut</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SASwDmGqSLI/AAAAAAAAArs/8cuAoE5Emas/S220/Photo+285.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_irjspjgqJfQ/SGL1uhtV5jI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Bd3cSR7BOto/s72-c/MyPicture-786643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
