<?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-14845403</id><updated>2012-01-29T03:14:10.238-08:00</updated><category term='rpc'/><category term='Chicken'/><category term='Sunflower'/><title type='text'>Lloyd's Art Info</title><subtitle type='html'>Mixed Medium</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2525689993614986428</id><published>2012-01-29T03:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T03:14:10.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS4jHVtvXG0/TyUp9MksbiI/AAAAAAAACfA/bejvfVAmkgo/s1600/168408_1787005518792_1349172246_1960665_4611292_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS4jHVtvXG0/TyUp9MksbiI/AAAAAAAACfA/bejvfVAmkgo/s400/168408_1787005518792_1349172246_1960665_4611292_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703010634458492450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2525689993614986428?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2525689993614986428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2525689993614986428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2525689993614986428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2525689993614986428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BS4jHVtvXG0/TyUp9MksbiI/AAAAAAAACfA/bejvfVAmkgo/s72-c/168408_1787005518792_1349172246_1960665_4611292_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2469669886269438140</id><published>2012-01-29T03:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T03:07:28.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KglJ0HhgPI8/TyUoYrcD-3I/AAAAAAAACe0/wLzHa4NdIxE/s1600/168445_1787004758773_1349172246_1960661_5610068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KglJ0HhgPI8/TyUoYrcD-3I/AAAAAAAACe0/wLzHa4NdIxE/s400/168445_1787004758773_1349172246_1960661_5610068_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703008907576998770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know I have great difficulty with my eyes. In Dec one was operate on to get more light into it, I also had Hernia operation It was risky due heart desease. Will go to Blind Rehab at Hines VA Hospital. Also broke camera so no pictures of art until I get one. Good news I am still painting and gave another Art demo and still giving Religious servises at nurseing home. One day at a time is my motto. The other events I give to God to make the decisions So please sick with me and I will return &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless You All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2469669886269438140?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2469669886269438140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2469669886269438140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2469669886269438140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2469669886269438140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2012/01/hi-readers-as-you-know-i-have-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KglJ0HhgPI8/TyUoYrcD-3I/AAAAAAAACe0/wLzHa4NdIxE/s72-c/168445_1787004758773_1349172246_1960661_5610068_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2297469081584667209</id><published>2012-01-09T15:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T15:43:05.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT TURKEY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lv3tJZFPd6k/Twt7DBkOZ3I/AAAAAAAACeY/vYwPKO4m_GQ/s1600/misspiggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lv3tJZFPd6k/Twt7DBkOZ3I/AAAAAAAACeY/vYwPKO4m_GQ/s400/misspiggy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695781445630322546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you pig PIG !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2297469081584667209?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2297469081584667209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2297469081584667209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2297469081584667209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2297469081584667209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2012/01/eat-turkey.html' title='EAT TURKEY !'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lv3tJZFPd6k/Twt7DBkOZ3I/AAAAAAAACeY/vYwPKO4m_GQ/s72-c/misspiggy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6657694573627396406</id><published>2012-01-02T15:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:29:26.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>military officer and a bombardier. He flew for thirty bombing missions over Germany on board a B-24 Liberator during World War II.[1] It was also during this time that Mandino flew with fellow pilot and movie star, James Stewart. Mandino kept a personalized 8 X 10 photograph of Stewart. This photograph hung on the wall of his home office where he wrote his books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his military duties, Mandino discovered that few companies were hiring former bomber pilots. As a result, he became an insurance salesman. Traveling on the road and sitting in bars at night, Mandino became an alcoholic. He was unable to keep a job. As a result, Mandino's wife, Miriam "Mimi" Stidstone, together with their only child, left him. One wintry November morning in Cleveland, Mandino almost tried to commit suicide. But as he sorted through several books in a library, volumes of self-help, success and motivation books captured Mandino's attention. He selected some titles, went to a table and began reading. Mandino followed his visit to the library with more visits to many other libraries around the United States. He read hundreds of books that dealt with success, a pastime that helped him alleviate his alcoholism. It was in a library in Concord, New Hampshire, where he found W. Clement Stone's classic, Success Through a Positive Mental Attitude, a book that changed Mandino for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandino eventually became a successful writer and speaker. His works were inspired by the Bible and influenced by Napoleon Hill, W. Clement Stone, and Emmet Fox. He was inducted into the National Speakers Association Speaker Hall of Fame.[2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] PhilosophyMandino wrote The Greatest Salesman in the World which contains the "time-tested wisdom of the ancients distilled into ten simple scrolls" which, if followed for the prescribed ten months, will as Og says, "seep into my other mind, that mysterious source which never sleeps, which creates my dreams, and often makes me act in ways I do not comprehend. As the words of these scrolls are consumed by my mysterious mind I will begin to awake, each morning, with a vitality I have never known before. My vigor will increase, my enthusiasm will rise, my desire to meet the world will overcome every fear I once knew at sunrise, and I will be happier than I ever believed it possible to be in this world of strife and sorrow." (Scroll I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scrolls each have a principle designed to replace bad habits built up over a lifetime which "threatens to imprison my future" (Scroll I) with good habits developed through a ten month process of studying the scrolls. Each Scroll's principle is life altering. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll I - Today I begin a new life.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll II - I will greet this day with love in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll III - I will persist until I succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll IV - I am nature's greatest miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll V - I will live this day as if it is my last.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll VI - Today I will be master of my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll VII - I will laugh at the world (Keep perspective)&lt;br /&gt;Scroll VIII - Today I will multiply my value a hundredfold.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll IX - I will act now, I will act now, I will act now.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll X - I will pray for guidance.&lt;br /&gt;Mandino's main philosophical message is that every person on earth is a miracle and should choose to direct their life with confidence and congruent to the laws that govern abundance. He wrote in Scroll I, "I will not fail as the others, for in my hands I now hold the charts (the Ten Scrolls) which will guide me through perilous waters to shores which only yesterday seemed but a dream." Og was also a proponent of taking action now. In Scroll IX, the phrase I will act now is written 18 times. He recognized that all successful people take on their own lives by "charting" or consciously choosing both the desired destination and the path to reach it. Mandino's philosophical messages have Christian undertones. They are encouragements to build good habits, to live according to the laws that govern abundance and to find a vigor and joy in life as we learn to stand at the helm of our ship charting its course into the safety of the harbor instead of just waiting for someone else to bring it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I feel depressed I will sing.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel sad I will laugh.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel ill I will double my labor.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel fear I will plunge ahead.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel inferior I will wear new garments.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel uncertain I will raise my voice.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel poverty I will think of wealth to come.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel incompetent I will think of past success.&lt;br /&gt;If I feel insignificant I will remember my goals.&lt;br /&gt;Today I will be the master of my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;-- Og&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6657694573627396406?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6657694573627396406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6657694573627396406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6657694573627396406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6657694573627396406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2012/01/military-officer-and-bombardier.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7935758174108380447</id><published>2011-12-31T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T04:11:47.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7935758174108380447?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7935758174108380447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7935758174108380447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7935758174108380447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7935758174108380447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!! 2012'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8414652257577473236</id><published>2011-12-31T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T05:12:31.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crack in Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--M-P6ZuP0l8/Tv77D_79AzI/AAAAAAAACeA/-sVh-GGUhZM/s1600/3%2Bof%2BChapter1%2BCrack%2Bin%2BTime%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692263025163961138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--M-P6ZuP0l8/Tv77D_79AzI/AAAAAAAACeA/-sVh-GGUhZM/s400/3%2Bof%2BChapter1%2BCrack%2Bin%2BTime%2B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for December 31, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be always at war with your vices,&lt;br /&gt;at peace with your neighbors,&lt;br /&gt;and let each New Year find you&lt;br /&gt;a better person.&lt;br /&gt;-- Benjamin FranklinCategories: Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;Posted by George Lunt at 12:02 AM&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This painting was made long ago with pencil It was a time searching for a meaning of my life. I am still searching with a different prospective. In the last ten years life has delt many new cards. I hope to play a better hand of ny cards.I still rember the second law of thermal dynamics of degrading energy but the first law states energy can not be created or DESTROYED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long time friend&lt;br /&gt;God Blless you.&lt;br /&gt;I never forget you&lt;br /&gt;You a trueb Good sperit&lt;br /&gt;Your art Reflects your love...From&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLOYD BRADBURYSo be cheery,My deary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8414652257577473236?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8414652257577473236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8414652257577473236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8414652257577473236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8414652257577473236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/crack-in-time.html' title='Crack in Time'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--M-P6ZuP0l8/Tv77D_79AzI/AAAAAAAACeA/-sVh-GGUhZM/s72-c/3%2Bof%2BChapter1%2BCrack%2Bin%2BTime%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-753497734197644253</id><published>2011-12-31T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:40:57.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonetimes a wise man.. One of my heros</title><content type='html'>Be always at war with your vices,&lt;br /&gt;at peace with your neighbors,&lt;br /&gt;and let each New Year find you&lt;br /&gt;a better person.&lt;br /&gt;-- Benjamin Franklin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-753497734197644253?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/753497734197644253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=753497734197644253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/753497734197644253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/753497734197644253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/sonetimes-wise-man-one-of-my-heros.html' title='Sonetimes a wise man.. One of my heros'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-370882404224527660</id><published>2011-12-28T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T16:52:13.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Tree... Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W-xGgGN8xJ4/Tvu5fjUktII/AAAAAAAACd0/b8s-uke-maM/s1600/PB300084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W-xGgGN8xJ4/Tvu5fjUktII/AAAAAAAACd0/b8s-uke-maM/s400/PB300084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691346505821369474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The approach of Christmas brings harrassment and dread to many excellent people. They have to buy a cart-load of presents, and they never know what to buy to hit the various tastes; they put in three weeks of hard and anxious work, and when Christmas morning comes they are so dissatisfied with the result, and so disappointed that they want to sit down and cry. Then they give thanks that Christmas comes but once a year.&lt;br /&gt;-- Mark TwainCategories: Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-370882404224527660?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/370882404224527660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=370882404224527660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/370882404224527660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/370882404224527660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-tree-merry-christmas.html' title='Our Tree... Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W-xGgGN8xJ4/Tvu5fjUktII/AAAAAAAACd0/b8s-uke-maM/s72-c/PB300084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4859766824753962560</id><published>2011-12-26T16:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T16:17:54.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best things in life are nearest: Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4859766824753962560?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4859766824753962560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4859766824753962560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4859766824753962560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4859766824753962560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/best-things-in-life-are-nearest-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1422148213251349314</id><published>2011-12-26T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T03:33:34.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Nursing home demos of 8 minutes Free sperit paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YwqAyTlIRw/TviY9TKshaI/AAAAAAAACdo/npVfyisKSS4/s1600/PB300094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YwqAyTlIRw/TviY9TKshaI/AAAAAAAACdo/npVfyisKSS4/s400/PB300094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690466308067198370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am very excited that you have agreed to provide a demonstration for this event.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have you booked to start at 1:00pm in the Woodlands Maple Room.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will have Arlene meet you at the Woodlands entrance at 12:30.  If you need more time for setting up, let me know.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You will be doing your demonstration from 1-2.  We will then have the clients watch the tv to see a live broadcast of the unveiling of our new brand.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The theme of this event is a celebration of our new umbrella organization.  Cantata adult life services.  We provide so much more then nursing care.  This new brand reflects our promise to partner with people to help them live their best life.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I feel that you have overcome a great deal to do what you love and your story is one that reflects what Cantata is all about. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please let me know what you need from me for your demonstration.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Marti Hannon, CTRS&lt;br /&gt;Director of Life Enrichment&lt;br /&gt;The British Home&lt;br /&gt;8700 W. 31st St.&lt;br /&gt;Brookfield, IL 60513&lt;br /&gt;(708)485-5663&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1422148213251349314?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1422148213251349314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1422148213251349314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1422148213251349314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1422148213251349314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/lloyd-irving-bradbury-nursing-home.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Nursing home demos of 8 minutes Free sperit paintings'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--YwqAyTlIRw/TviY9TKshaI/AAAAAAAACdo/npVfyisKSS4/s72-c/PB300094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7594001980678250116</id><published>2011-12-11T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:28:44.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obligation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MlPHrDSWTzI/TuU8nWtWXhI/AAAAAAAACdM/TvHV3tX1JFM/s1600/Johnson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MlPHrDSWTzI/TuU8nWtWXhI/AAAAAAAACdM/TvHV3tX1JFM/s400/Johnson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685016751433473554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right is right, even if everyone is against it, and wrong is wrong, even if everyone is for it.&lt;br /&gt;-- William PennCategories: William Penn&lt;br /&gt;Posted by George Lunt at 12:04 AM  &lt;br /&gt;Sunday, December 4, 2011&lt;br /&gt;There is nobody in this country who got rich on their own. Nobody. You built a factory out there - good for you. But I want to be clear. You moved your goods to market on roads the rest of us paid for. You hired workers the rest of us paid to educate. You were safe in your factory because of police forces and fire forces that the rest of us paid for. You didn't have to worry that marauding bands would come and seize everything at your factory... Now look. You built a factory and it turned into something terrific or a great idea - God bless! Keep a hunk of it. But part of the underlying social contract is you take a hunk of that and pay forward for the next kid who comes alon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7594001980678250116?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7594001980678250116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7594001980678250116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7594001980678250116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7594001980678250116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/right-is-right-even-if-everyone-is.html' title='Obligation'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MlPHrDSWTzI/TuU8nWtWXhI/AAAAAAAACdM/TvHV3tX1JFM/s72-c/Johnson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3632293930143113703</id><published>2011-12-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T13:53:02.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IgOVyABlso/TtvrrX7lJHI/AAAAAAAACdA/1JIwZ1CtUoQ/s1600/8370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 125px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IgOVyABlso/TtvrrX7lJHI/AAAAAAAACdA/1JIwZ1CtUoQ/s400/8370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682394485248828530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3632293930143113703?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3632293930143113703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3632293930143113703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3632293930143113703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3632293930143113703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--IgOVyABlso/TtvrrX7lJHI/AAAAAAAACdA/1JIwZ1CtUoQ/s72-c/8370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6373775089059497170</id><published>2011-11-21T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:44:52.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events</title><content type='html'>Hi Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This is Marti from the British Home.  We are having a large event here on Saturday, January 14th from 1-4.  Would you be available to demonstrate and talk at some point during the day?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The theme is all about living your best life.  I think you try to live that and I would love to have you share your story.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Let me know your availability,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Marti Hannon, CTRS&lt;br /&gt;Director of Life Enrichment&lt;br /&gt;The British Home&lt;br /&gt;8700 W. 31st St.&lt;br /&gt;Brookfield, IL 60513&lt;br /&gt;(708)485-5663&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;From: New SBC Account [mailto:lloydbradbury@sbcglobal.net] &lt;br /&gt;Sent: Tuesday, September 13, 2011 7:08 PM&lt;br /&gt;To: Margaret Hannon&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Art Show at Lyons Library.doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;This email has been scanned by VCPI Managed Email Content Services.&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6373775089059497170?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6373775089059497170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6373775089059497170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6373775089059497170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6373775089059497170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/events.html' title='Events'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2637278352194661322</id><published>2011-11-21T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T05:05:35.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY ..Events</title><content type='html'>Lloyd~ Enjoy a great T-Day and the especially the one just after! All the try best for the coming year and many, many more! Keep up all those in art, education and community service. We will be especially rooting for you in December on the occasion of your eye surgery. As you would say......"Be Cheerie"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard &amp; Mary"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 11, 2011HUMAN SCENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 13 &amp; 20—Christ at the Movies—Steve Marcus examines Christ as he has been portrayed in the movies, from before Charlton Heston to Willem Dafoe and Mel Gibson. November 27—Access to Area Handicapped and Senior Services—Lloyd Bradbury will begin with a personal story of how he started his day 50 years ago compared to what he does now. The emphasis will be on changes in diet, medical appliances, access of senior information with inspirational information to improve the mind and the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2637278352194661322?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2637278352194661322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2637278352194661322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2637278352194661322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2637278352194661322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/lloyd-enjoy-great-t-day-and-especially.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY ..Events'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8272423857017594686</id><published>2011-11-18T18:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T18:34:00.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Bible Study</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSj79PZwwE/TscVagIEPjI/AAAAAAAACc0/VCSSw5CVQhU/s1600/%2521cid_83ef0029-c25c-4dc6-eb54-f4fe85ed731c%2540me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSj79PZwwE/TscVagIEPjI/AAAAAAAACc0/VCSSw5CVQhU/s400/%2521cid_83ef0029-c25c-4dc6-eb54-f4fe85ed731c%2540me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676529400368348722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.&lt;br /&gt;He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: &lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me beside the still waters.&lt;br /&gt;He restoreth my soul: &lt;br /&gt;He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, &lt;br /&gt;I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: &lt;br /&gt;Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.&lt;br /&gt;Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: &lt;br /&gt;And I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.&lt;br /&gt;-- King DavidCategories: King David&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8272423857017594686?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8272423857017594686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8272423857017594686&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8272423857017594686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8272423857017594686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/lord-is-my-shepherd-i-shall-not-want.html' title='a Bible Study'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QqSj79PZwwE/TscVagIEPjI/AAAAAAAACc0/VCSSw5CVQhU/s72-c/%2521cid_83ef0029-c25c-4dc6-eb54-f4fe85ed731c%2540me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2955338496360494629</id><published>2011-11-11T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T13:09:29.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HUMAN SCENE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 13 &amp; 20—Christ at the Movies—Steve Marcus examines Christ as he has been portrayed in the movies, from before Charlton Heston to Willem Dafoe and Mel Gibson.   November 27—Access to Area Handicapped and Senior Services—Lloyd Bradbury will begin with a personal story of how he started his day 50 years ago compared to what he does now.  The emphasis will be on changes in diet, medical appliances, access of senior information with inspirational information to improve the mind and the soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2955338496360494629?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2955338496360494629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2955338496360494629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2955338496360494629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2955338496360494629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/human-scene-november-13-20christ-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8494872951734860688</id><published>2011-11-11T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:57:43.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>String Theory of 11 dimensions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdYEfj9byK4/Tr1T55_EacI/AAAAAAAACcg/EsiYyQFLDWw/s1600/Lone%252520tree%2525202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdYEfj9byK4/Tr1T55_EacI/AAAAAAAACcg/EsiYyQFLDWw/s400/Lone%252520tree%2525202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673783359839693250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is infinite, so His universe must be too. Thus is the excellence of God magnified and the greatness of His kingdom made manifest; He is glorified not in one, but in countless suns; not in a single earth, a single world, but in a thousand thousand, I say in an infinity of worlds.&lt;br /&gt;-- Giordano BrunoThe above belief was one reason Giordano Bruno was executed by the Catholic Inquisition&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8494872951734860688?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8494872951734860688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8494872951734860688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8494872951734860688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8494872951734860688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/string-theory-of-11-dimensions.html' title='String Theory of 11 dimensions'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IdYEfj9byK4/Tr1T55_EacI/AAAAAAAACcg/EsiYyQFLDWw/s72-c/Lone%252520tree%2525202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-337139701525839084</id><published>2011-11-10T11:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T20:06:37.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewVdohBd1cg/TryfERcy2kI/AAAAAAAACcU/aXZEm2zBnGc/s1600/entry_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673584526332451394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewVdohBd1cg/TryfERcy2kI/AAAAAAAACcU/aXZEm2zBnGc/s400/entry_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veterans Day, observed annually on November 11, is a time to recognize and thank the men and women who have served or are serving in our country's armed forces. In advance of tomorrow's commemoration, let's take a look at the history of Veterans Day, special events around the country, freebies for veterans, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, you need courage. Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires some of the same courage that a soldier needs. Peace has its victories, but it takes brave men and women to win them.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Waldo EmersonCategories: Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-337139701525839084?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/337139701525839084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=337139701525839084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/337139701525839084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/337139701525839084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/veterans-day-observed-annually-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ewVdohBd1cg/TryfERcy2kI/AAAAAAAACcU/aXZEm2zBnGc/s72-c/entry_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8339420582518439106</id><published>2011-11-08T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T13:52:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In passing</title><content type='html'>One question in my mind, which I hardly dare mention in public, is whether patriotism has, overall, been a force for good or evil in the world. Patriotism is rampant in war and there are some good things about it. Just as self-respect and pride bring out the best in an individual, pride in family, pride in teammates, pride in hometown bring out the best in groups of people. War brings out the kind of pride in country that encourages its citizens in the direction of excellence and it encourages them to be ready to die for it. At no time do people work so well together to achieve the same goal as they do in wartime. Maybe that's enough to make patriotism eligible to be considered a virtue. If only I could get out of my mind the most patriotic people who ever lived, the Nazi Germans.&lt;br /&gt;-- Andy RooneyCategories: Andy Rooney&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8339420582518439106?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8339420582518439106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8339420582518439106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8339420582518439106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8339420582518439106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-passing.html' title='In passing'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6243511095072545436</id><published>2011-11-05T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T14:52:04.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reach into eternity and touch the world of God's will, each time we act with Christ's mercy, His forgiveness, His love. That is the message of God-made-man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6243511095072545436?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6243511095072545436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6243511095072545436&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6243511095072545436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6243511095072545436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/reach-into-eternity-and-touch-world-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3220073631386335146</id><published>2011-11-04T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T05:08:52.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RPC Lesson Plan&lt;br /&gt;Improving the Quality of Life: A Senior Citizen’s Approach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction&lt;br /&gt;Narrative:   I woke up this morning to the sound of a rooster crowing.  I then raced to the bathroom.  After fifteen minutes I rushed to the kitchen table.  Upon sitting in my chair, I was served breakfast.  The breakfast was two over easy eggs and four strips of bacon.  Also served to me was a large glass of whole milk.  My white bread toast was there too.  It was covered with thick butter.  After gulping it down I raced out the door.  Somewhere in this rush I had thrown on my clothes.  I was wearing a black tie, white shirt, black pants and polished shoes.&lt;br /&gt; I opened the front door and ran to my car.  I was proud of my hand washed car.  My 1959 Chevrolet Biscayne reflected the bright sunlight.  I drove quickly to work.&lt;br /&gt; Upon arriving at Sears Roebuck, I reported for work.  I picked up my cash drawer.  I pressed the no sale key on my mechanical cash register.  The drawer popped open with a bell sound.  I was ready to start work.&lt;br /&gt; I then heard a beeping sound.  I realized then, fifty years had gone by since then.&lt;br /&gt; Fifty years had gone by and there were many changes in my life.  I then realized how I had adapted to this change.  These changes could be good or bad.  My quality of life depended on my choices.  Let us discuss our choices to improve the quality of our life now.&lt;br /&gt; The quality of life depends upon how we unify body, mind and soul.&lt;br /&gt;So let us review how we woke up this morning.  Including our schedule and our thoughts for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body: The world has really changed.  By adapting to the changes in our life, we can improve the quality of it.&lt;br /&gt; Note: This is a group discussion about changes in diet, exercise, technology and our perspective of life. &lt;br /&gt; Note 2: The audience will be involved.  The audience as a group will relate how they cope with these changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Our quality of life can be improved by coping with change.  How do we do this?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can observe and learn how these changes can affect us in improving our lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3220073631386335146?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3220073631386335146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3220073631386335146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3220073631386335146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3220073631386335146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/rpc-lesson-plan-improving-quality-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5894139573324531067</id><published>2011-11-01T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:04:33.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD I Bradbury Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qF6Sl7NbhFQ/TrAKbdtD7vI/AAAAAAAACbo/Mwnk5lO5jbY/s1600/skull.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qF6Sl7NbhFQ/TrAKbdtD7vI/AAAAAAAACbo/Mwnk5lO5jbY/s400/skull.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670043397805829874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly in its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your words speak one way,&lt;br /&gt;your picture another.&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly in your way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Self also needs,&lt;br /&gt; comfort of the fog.&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly in its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Body feeling , &lt;br /&gt;thickness of air. &lt;br /&gt;Ghostly in its  way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Blocking real sight &lt;br /&gt; I see my mind&lt;br /&gt;Ghostly in its way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lloyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The alien and the ghost…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# posted by Lloyd Irving Bradbury @ 10:14 AM 0 comments   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd Irving Bradbury Said about painting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I PAINT MY OWN REALITY. THE ONLY THING&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW IS THAT I PAINT BECAUSE I NEED TO&lt;br /&gt;AND I PAINT ALWAYS WHATEVER PASSES&lt;br /&gt;THROUGH MY HEAD, WITHOUT ANY OTHER&lt;br /&gt;CONSIDERATION."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Omen was in a bubble. It was surrounded by other bubbles slipping thru the void All had a function. Some held black energy. Bubbles leaked, this allowed the trust of them to squeeze thru there the void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onem thought, “Why was the trip?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a creature speeding in a void between dimensions of creation.The mission not told but to the bubbles.This was all decided  by the masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onem could live forever. How long the the trip? The was forever. Was there the end to his being in the passenger bubble?&lt;br /&gt;The Masters information was the bubbles would  tell him what was  needed to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was wondering why it was not told to him? Maybe that he may forget his duty. Did they not trust him? Then it came to him. He was not like then. That why he was chosen.. He was One.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5894139573324531067?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5894139573324531067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5894139573324531067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5894139573324531067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5894139573324531067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/11/ghostly-in-its-way-your-words-speak-one.html' title='LLOYD I Bradbury Ghost'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qF6Sl7NbhFQ/TrAKbdtD7vI/AAAAAAAACbo/Mwnk5lO5jbY/s72-c/skull.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4765900907094446248</id><published>2011-10-30T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:11:11.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily DickinsonFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaJump to: navigation, search</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW0WkKG4SU0/Tq3ZfZ8A0uI/AAAAAAAACbc/2Qkk76j_8d0/s1600/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW0WkKG4SU0/Tq3ZfZ8A0uI/AAAAAAAACbc/2Qkk76j_8d0/s400/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669426639491093218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One need not be a Chamber — to be Haunted —&lt;br /&gt;One need not be a House —&lt;br /&gt;The Brain has Corridors — surpassing&lt;br /&gt;Material Place —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far safer, of a Midnight Meeting&lt;br /&gt;External Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Than its interior Confronting —&lt;br /&gt;That Cooler Host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far safer, through an Abbey gallop,&lt;br /&gt;The Stones a'chase —&lt;br /&gt;Than Unarmed, one's a'self encounter —&lt;br /&gt;In lonesome Place —&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ourself behind ourself, concealed —&lt;br /&gt;Should startle most —&lt;br /&gt;Assassin hid in our Apartment&lt;br /&gt;Be Horror's least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Body — borrows a Revolver —&lt;br /&gt;He bolts the Door —&lt;br /&gt;O'erlooking a superior spectre —&lt;br /&gt;rnOr More —&lt;br /&gt;Emily DickinsonFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaJump to: navigation, search &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From the daguerreotype taken at Mount Holyoke, December 1846 or early 1847. The only authenticated portrait of Emily Dickinson later than childhood, the original is held by the Archives and Special Collections at Amherst College.[1]Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life. After she studied at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she spent a short time at Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family's house in Amherst. Thought of as an eccentric by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime.[2] The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson's poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation.[3] Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4765900907094446248?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4765900907094446248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4765900907094446248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4765900907094446248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4765900907094446248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/one-need-not-be-chamber-to-be-haunted.html' title='Emily DickinsonFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaJump to: navigation, search'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cW0WkKG4SU0/Tq3ZfZ8A0uI/AAAAAAAACbc/2Qkk76j_8d0/s72-c/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7362888027841090817</id><published>2011-10-20T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:20:30.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfIvXl4rAZg/TqDk8PpIVlI/AAAAAAAACbI/iY3LcscFWcU/s1600/Cherry%2BTree%2Bmag%2Bpix%2B-%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfIvXl4rAZg/TqDk8PpIVlI/AAAAAAAACbI/iY3LcscFWcU/s400/Cherry%2BTree%2Bmag%2Bpix%2B-%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780054874412626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The god of the Tree said,&lt;br /&gt;“why not worship me.&lt;br /&gt;For the cross was made of Tree!&lt;br /&gt;You drive a nail and chop a trail&lt;br /&gt;.On me you tell this very tale&lt;br /&gt;!I give fruit to make you live. &lt;br /&gt;What do you  to me give!&lt;br /&gt;Why do you my life take!&lt;br /&gt;Burn my leaves and limps I make.&lt;br /&gt;But then You do this to your self!&lt;br /&gt;So said the Tree ,&lt;br /&gt;“God Therefore,&lt;br /&gt; must be a man!&lt;br /&gt;”and not a tree, &lt;br /&gt;Like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7362888027841090817?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7362888027841090817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7362888027841090817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7362888027841090817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7362888027841090817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/who-is-god.html' title='Who is God?'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jfIvXl4rAZg/TqDk8PpIVlI/AAAAAAAACbI/iY3LcscFWcU/s72-c/Cherry%2BTree%2Bmag%2Bpix%2B-%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4142724980871663969</id><published>2011-10-15T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:57:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LUV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJRklxvpFLY/TpnQdrYV2PI/AAAAAAAACak/QX48Lylm3v4/s1600/P1010652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJRklxvpFLY/TpnQdrYV2PI/AAAAAAAACak/QX48Lylm3v4/s400/P1010652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663787214674712818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LOVE many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever LOVE much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in LOVE is done well."- Vincent van Gogh&lt;br /&gt;"I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to LOVE people."-Vincent van Gogh ( Post-impressionists painter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y @ 11:22 AM  &lt;br /&gt;Comments: &lt;br /&gt;well i LOVE vincent van gogh's paintings! there was an interesting segment on 60 minutes yesterday about him/his life.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by  drollgirl : 1:29 PM   &lt;br /&gt;Good to hear from you again Lloyd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally painting. It has taken time to get the spirit flowing again but at last it is happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your new works look beautiful, really poignant mood to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and good painting.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by  Greenearth : 9:52 PM   &lt;br /&gt;Post a Comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ere's a lot of hype publicity surrounding the publication of a 900+ page book with a new theory about how Vincent van Gogh died. He apparently didn't commit suicide but was shot by two boys accidentally who he then protected them by saying he'd shot himself. A curator from the Van Gogh Museum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4142724980871663969?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4142724980871663969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4142724980871663969&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4142724980871663969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4142724980871663969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/luv.html' title='LUV'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hJRklxvpFLY/TpnQdrYV2PI/AAAAAAAACak/QX48Lylm3v4/s72-c/P1010652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-9021819114482811976</id><published>2011-10-13T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T08:52:00.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bridge to NoWhere...By Lloyd Irving Bradbury... The Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3MUTG1F3Nc/TpcIayPICHI/AAAAAAAACaY/UTC3oGzBC2g/s1600/P1010631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663004312696522866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3MUTG1F3Nc/TpcIayPICHI/AAAAAAAACaY/UTC3oGzBC2g/s400/P1010631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything -- all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. ... Stay hungry. Stay foolish.&lt;br /&gt;-- Steve Jobs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-9021819114482811976?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/9021819114482811976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=9021819114482811976&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9021819114482811976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9021819114482811976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/bridge-to-nowhereby-lloyd-irving.html' title='The Bridge to NoWhere...By Lloyd Irving Bradbury... The Last'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3MUTG1F3Nc/TpcIayPICHI/AAAAAAAACaY/UTC3oGzBC2g/s72-c/P1010631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8052584244389503636</id><published>2011-10-10T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T00:29:56.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visited by the Holy Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWtM2DGg4s4/TpKezKcRnqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/fKeVK5M2Yj8/s1600/P1010612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661762283371601570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWtM2DGg4s4/TpKezKcRnqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/fKeVK5M2Yj8/s400/P1010612.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To believe in God or in a guiding force because someone tells you to is the height of stupidity. We are given senses to receive our information within. With our own eyes we see, and with our own skin we feel. With our intelligence, it is intended that we understand. But each person must puzzle it out for himself or herself.&lt;br /&gt;-- Sophy BurnhamCategories: Sophy Burnham&lt;br /&gt;Posted by George Lunt at 12:05 AM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8052584244389503636?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8052584244389503636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8052584244389503636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8052584244389503636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8052584244389503636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/visited-by-holy-ghost.html' title='Visited by the Holy Ghost'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cWtM2DGg4s4/TpKezKcRnqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/fKeVK5M2Yj8/s72-c/P1010612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6298934312678701525</id><published>2011-10-01T02:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:43:40.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before the weather takes its frightening turn into snow-covered blah, North America becomes awash in heartbreaking shades of orange, yellow, and red.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh9GBn4aO14/TobgrRaeuZI/AAAAAAAACaI/ywSo4JImw54/s1600/P1010659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh9GBn4aO14/TobgrRaeuZI/AAAAAAAACaI/ywSo4JImw54/s400/P1010659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658457015851071890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the weather takes its frightening turn into snow-covered blah, North America becomes awash in heartbreaking shades of orange, yellow, and red. In fact, these next two months are some people's favorite time of the year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6298934312678701525?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6298934312678701525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6298934312678701525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6298934312678701525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6298934312678701525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/10/before-weather-takes-its-frightening.html' title='Before the weather takes its frightening turn into snow-covered blah, North America becomes awash in heartbreaking shades of orange, yellow, and red.'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vh9GBn4aO14/TobgrRaeuZI/AAAAAAAACaI/ywSo4JImw54/s72-c/P1010659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-9126656050299958738</id><published>2011-09-27T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T17:14:36.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmAisUPxFy0/ToJm2OhJcBI/AAAAAAAACaA/uzmk-Q4ewN4/s1600/victory.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmAisUPxFy0/ToJm2OhJcBI/AAAAAAAACaA/uzmk-Q4ewN4/s400/victory.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657197163726860306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art 4U &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, September 27, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Lloyd Irving Bradbury VICTORY... My Painting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature made us individuals, as she did the flowers and the pebbles; but we are afraid to be peculiar, and so our society resembles a bag of marbles, or a string of mold candles. Why should we all dress after the same fashion? The frost never paints my windows twice alike.&lt;br /&gt;-- Lydia Maria ChildCategories: Lydia Maria Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posted by Lloyd Irving Bradbury&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-9126656050299958738?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/9126656050299958738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=9126656050299958738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9126656050299958738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9126656050299958738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-4u-tuesday-september-27-2011-lloyd.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PmAisUPxFy0/ToJm2OhJcBI/AAAAAAAACaA/uzmk-Q4ewN4/s72-c/victory.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-133717930150382724</id><published>2011-09-24T17:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T17:53:00.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DckNJgENrbE/Tn57RNPiKuI/AAAAAAAACZw/6Rjhxfx_Li4/s1600/P1010652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DckNJgENrbE/Tn57RNPiKuI/AAAAAAAACZw/6Rjhxfx_Li4/s400/P1010652.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656093717566728930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is not self denial. Love is not blood and suffering. Love is not murdering your son to appease your own vanity. Love is not hatred or wrath, consigning billions of people to eternal torture because they have offended your ego or disobeyed your rules. Love is not obedience, conformity, or submission. It is a counterfeit love that is contingent upon authority, punishment, or reward. True love is respect and admiration, compassion and kindness, freely given by a healthy, unafraid human being.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dan B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-133717930150382724?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/133717930150382724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=133717930150382724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/133717930150382724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/133717930150382724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-is-not-self-denial.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DckNJgENrbE/Tn57RNPiKuI/AAAAAAAACZw/6Rjhxfx_Li4/s72-c/P1010652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6210154052828306192</id><published>2011-09-18T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T22:40:09.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate t</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6fzMjct33s/TnZ5aMvivnI/AAAAAAAACZo/L63IBKM0M1c/s1600/nature%2Bpeople.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653839873214430834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6fzMjct33s/TnZ5aMvivnI/AAAAAAAACZo/L63IBKM0M1c/s400/nature%2Bpeople.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."- Plato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6210154052828306192?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6210154052828306192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6210154052828306192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6210154052828306192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6210154052828306192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_18.html' title='A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate t'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B6fzMjct33s/TnZ5aMvivnI/AAAAAAAACZo/L63IBKM0M1c/s72-c/nature%2Bpeople.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5716800372784128605</id><published>2011-09-17T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T11:59:29.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRn-3ttPa2s/TnTt_ziC8FI/AAAAAAAACZg/boTLv4Fgz6Y/s1600/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRn-3ttPa2s/TnTt_ziC8FI/AAAAAAAACZg/boTLv4Fgz6Y/s400/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653405112677363794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wT6lrUS6OII/TnTqqR8-N_I/AAAAAAAACZY/Rb5EorUJceI/s1600/skull.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wT6lrUS6OII/TnTqqR8-N_I/AAAAAAAACZY/Rb5EorUJceI/s400/skull.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653401444351358962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art Show at Lyons Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September – October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist Reception at 6 pm – 8 pm Oct. 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhibit by local blind artist Lloyd Bradbury&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5716800372784128605?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5716800372784128605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5716800372784128605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5716800372784128605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5716800372784128605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/art-show-at-lyons-library-september.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xRn-3ttPa2s/TnTt_ziC8FI/AAAAAAAACZg/boTLv4Fgz6Y/s72-c/entangled%2Bflowers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2196754865490344462</id><published>2011-09-13T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T05:25:04.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOnYrRmhPAc/Tm9LlY7m7II/AAAAAAAACZQ/_kb9mugiCwY/s1600/z%2BprintF%2B%2BWar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOnYrRmhPAc/Tm9LlY7m7II/AAAAAAAACZQ/_kb9mugiCwY/s400/z%2BprintF%2B%2BWar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651819163092970626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2196754865490344462?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2196754865490344462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2196754865490344462&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2196754865490344462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2196754865490344462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOnYrRmhPAc/Tm9LlY7m7II/AAAAAAAACZQ/_kb9mugiCwY/s72-c/z%2BprintF%2B%2BWar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3339653720517190763</id><published>2011-09-13T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T05:07:01.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A gem cannot be polished without friction, nor a man perfected without trials.&lt;br /&gt;A great fortune is a great slavery.&lt;br /&gt;A large part of mankind is angry not with the sins, but with the sinners.&lt;br /&gt;A man who suffers before it is necessary, suffers more than is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;A person's fears are lighter when the danger is at hand.&lt;br /&gt;A quarrel is quickly settled when deserted by one party; there is no battle unless there be two.&lt;br /&gt;A sword never kills anybody; it is a tool in the killer's hand.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you live, keep learning how to live.[24]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3339653720517190763?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3339653720517190763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3339653720517190763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3339653720517190763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3339653720517190763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/gem-cannot-be-polished-without-friction.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3400117743498871568</id><published>2011-09-07T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:49:15.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3400117743498871568?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3400117743498871568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3400117743498871568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3400117743498871568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3400117743498871568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7007124753266141736</id><published>2011-09-06T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:12:06.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Greetings OPAL Artist Members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next exhibition is the Artist Member Exhibit. The show will open on Friday from 7-9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drop off hours are more limited than usual because of the holiday weekend so I wanted to email you with additional hours you can drop off your work for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues: until 5:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: from 12-5:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: 9-5:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and I’m looking forward to seeing your work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith Humphrey-Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executive Director&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak Park Art League &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;720 Chicago Ave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak Park, IL 60302&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;708-386-9853&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.opal-art.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Oak Park Art League is partially funded by grants from the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oak Park Area Arts Council and the Illinois Arts Council, a state agency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7007124753266141736?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7007124753266141736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7007124753266141736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7007124753266141736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7007124753266141736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/09/greetings-opal-artist-members-our-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4116704981885023126</id><published>2011-08-30T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T20:15:43.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Trees Entry n OPAL  ART SHOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukZCFkrMJ7o/Tl1BI5u3Z8I/AAAAAAAACZA/qiV3O6F2DSY/s1600/P1010658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukZCFkrMJ7o/Tl1BI5u3Z8I/AAAAAAAACZA/qiV3O6F2DSY/s400/P1010658.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646741128984618946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.&lt;br /&gt;-- Leonardo da VinciCategories: Leonardo da Vinci&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4116704981885023126?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4116704981885023126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4116704981885023126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4116704981885023126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4116704981885023126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-love-those-who-can-smile-in-trouble.html' title='Dancing Trees Entry n OPAL  ART SHOW'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukZCFkrMJ7o/Tl1BI5u3Z8I/AAAAAAAACZA/qiV3O6F2DSY/s72-c/P1010658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-749603597990702871</id><published>2011-08-28T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T11:40:25.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsty Cat by LLOYE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzgWBOL1Noo/Tlr_aCd4FRI/AAAAAAAACY4/druRogaBPEY/s1600/P1010659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzgWBOL1Noo/Tlr_aCd4FRI/AAAAAAAACY4/druRogaBPEY/s400/P1010659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646105905666200850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebb Tide has left a new comment on your post "Thirsty Cat by LLOYE": &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a creative &amp; colorful catty painting. The style reminds me of Picasso's.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for dropping by my blog. Sorry I haven't visited yours. Been&lt;br /&gt;very busy packing for our September trip. Will tour 7 countries. Looking forward to seeing many oroginal art works by Picasso in Barcelona, Spain. I will&lt;br /&gt;still be home for a week &amp; a half. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Ebb &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-749603597990702871?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/749603597990702871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=749603597990702871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/749603597990702871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/749603597990702871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_28.html' title='Thirsty Cat by LLOYE'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QzgWBOL1Noo/Tlr_aCd4FRI/AAAAAAAACY4/druRogaBPEY/s72-c/P1010659.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6654111418067702071</id><published>2011-08-19T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:00:42.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNtqiZfIMpU/Tk6T8Q8495I/AAAAAAAACYw/4VliTWRyfKM/s1600/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642610046693603218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNtqiZfIMpU/Tk6T8Q8495I/AAAAAAAACYw/4VliTWRyfKM/s400/33.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dalai Lama XIVCategories: Dalai Lama XIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6654111418067702071?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6654111418067702071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6654111418067702071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6654111418067702071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6654111418067702071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNtqiZfIMpU/Tk6T8Q8495I/AAAAAAAACYw/4VliTWRyfKM/s72-c/33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-9005160976303574213</id><published>2011-08-17T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T04:54:51.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer of Illumination: Startle us this morning, O God, with the truth of your love for us. Help us to hear your word in a new way that will give life</title><content type='html'>Prayer of Illumination: Startle us this morning, O God, with the truth of your love for us. Help us to hear your word in a new way that will give life to your body, made manifest in this place. AMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 12: 12-26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For just as the body is one and has many members, and all the members of the body, though many, are one body, so it is with Christ. For in the one Spirit we were all baptized into one body – Jews or Greeks, slaves or free – and we were all made to drink of one Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the body does not consist of one member but of many. If the foot would say, “Because I am not a hand, I do not belong to the body, “ that would not make it any less a part of the body. And if the ear would say, “Because I am not an eye, I do not belong to the body,” that would not make it any less a part of the body. If the whole body were an eye, where would the hearing be? If the whole body were hearing, where would the sense of smell be?&lt;br /&gt;But as it is, God arranged the members in the body, each one of them, as he chose. If all were a single member, where would the body be? As it is, there are many members, yet one body. Then you cannot say to the hand, “I have no need of you,” nor again the head to the feet, “I have no need of you,”&lt;br /&gt;On the contrary, the members of the body that seem to be weaker are indispensable, and those members of the body that we think less honorable we clothe with greater honor, and our less respectable members are treated with greater respect; whereas our more respectable members do not need this.&lt;br /&gt;But God has so arranged the body, giving the greater honor to the inferior member, that there may be no dissension within the body, but the members may have the same care for one another. If one member suffers, all suffer together with it; if one member is honored, all rejoice together with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN So ends the reading and may God add a blessing to our understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the body of Christ. And each of you is important. If you weren’t part of the body, it wouldn’t be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Father’s Day, and I promised my dad a shout-out in his honor. (I’ll email him a copy of this sermon later!) You see, my dad really gets the whole church as a body thing. He contributed his unique gifts to our local Congregational church for 50 years, serving as a trustee, chairing the stewardship committee, using his considerable creative talents to write music and text for church celebrations and anniversaries and most recently, spearheading a team to improve communication within the church. I tell you this, because my dad has always been a source of inspiration for me. Growing up, I, too, tried to contribute to the body in a variety of ways – helping in the nursery, teaching Sunday School, singing in the choir, working in the community. But when I went to college, I pursued other interests… preferring fraternity party life to life in the church. As an undergraduate I told my dad, “I am a good Christian. I can be a good Christian even if I am not a part of the church.” He looked at me and said, “Mary, that just isn’t how this whole thing works.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith life was diminished because I wasn’t participating in the life of the church, and as awkward as it is to admit, the body of Christ missed me, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The apostle Paul is a master of metaphor, and I think the body is one of the best. It helps us see the church as a living organism, both strong and vulnerable. Paul doesn’t say, “You ought to be the body of Christ; or when you get better at what you do, then you will be the body of Christ,” he says, “You ARE the body of Christ.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Corinthian church also had its share of divisive issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, some of the wealthy believers were taking their poorer brethren to court to settle disputes. Paul speaks out against this practice, arguing that judgment between church members should be handled within the community. The poorer in the church body were being taken advantage of by the richer members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In chapter 11, Paul admonishes the wealthy for their practice at the Lord’s Supper. At that time, communion was practiced as a full blown meal complete with wine. Because the church met in homes, only those with large houses and staff could host the meal. The rich would arrive early, eating and drinking their fill and leaving little for the less fortunate church members to eat or drink. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in chapter 12, Paul addresses the misunderstanding surrounding the manifestation of God’s spirit among believers. He wants to encourage their unity as a church, a unity that doesn’t happen because folks are all the same, but the unity that lies in the diversity of uniquely given gifts. He expresses this brilliantly by talking about the hand, the foot, the eye and ears – different body parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how does is the body created? We become the body through baptism – through our shared story of the birth, life, ministry, death and resurrection of Jesus the Christ. The external stuff of our lives isn’t as important as our unity in the cleansing, initiating water of life. Imagine the radical nature of Paul’s words…Greeks, Jews, slaves, free -- people are made one in the One who saves. Made one in the mystery of the risen Christ…one in awe and wonder. No room to judge or feel superior. In contemporary language? We are members of the body of Christ – made one in baptism – regardless of gender, socioeconomic status political or sexual orientation, education level, nationality, skin color or any of the other things that separate us in today’s culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is God’s spirit who gives us our gifts, God’s spirit who enlivens those gifts within us, and God’s spirit who uses those gifts to build up the body. We are given talent, passions, and skills to carry out our common mission in the world so that together we make a difference. Together, we are the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that when the church was just getting started, it consisted of house churches – all independent from one another. In fact, as Stan Schade even pointed out in the Human Scene, the diversity among believers was tremendous. Today, our church organization looks quite different. When Paul was writing, he was telling each house church to envision themselves as fully functional, unified in the spirit to support one another and share the gospel. Today, we of the Riverside Presbyterian Church are an expression of that body. But we are also a part of the entire, global church body – both within the denomination and beyond. We all thirst for God. We all drink from the same spirit, as Paul says, though our differences are many. Can we ever say to our Catholic neighbors, “we broke away from you in the reformation, so we don’t need you.” Or to our Methodist friends, “John Wesley’s doctrine of sanctifying grace doesn’t square completely with reformed theology, so we don’t need you.” Or to our Baptist cousins, “We believe in infant baptism, so we don’t need you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How exciting that our church actively participates in work of the Riverside/North Riverside covenant of churches. The covenant is made up clergy and laity of many of the churches in this area, promoting peace and unity through a monthly prayers for peace service, weekly pastor’s Bible study, combined Vacation Bible School in July and, this year anyway, a joint Good Friday service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what of those less honorable, weaker, and less respectable parts of our body that Paul talks about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be tough to admit our vulnerability and need for help and support from the community. Particularly if we are the ones who are used to giving, used to being relied upon for assistance. But the scripture and lived experience reveals that there is grace both in giving and in receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps your world has been turned upside down by illness, job loss, depression, an accident – oh, any number of things that life brings. Because we are the body of Christ, we all are made to feel the suffering together – and together we seek wholeness. That could mean keeping a family close in prayer, or making a phone call, lining up legal assistance, starting a support group of giving a hug at church. And as we who are used to being thought of as strong, open ourselves to receiving from the community, we experience the church at its best. One body, each person living into the gifts that God gave them, together, sharing, struggling, growing, receiving, giving, and rejoicing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been gifted by God’s spirit. All are important and necessary to the body’s thriving. In these challenging times for main-line religion, there is no greater message of hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Linda was a middle aged woman in one of my former churches. Linda married Barry when he was a young widower with two boys. She raised those boys as her own, had a daughter with Barry and created a loving home for them all. At church, Barry was one of those guys who was an “out front” person. He taught an active adult Sunday School class, preached occasionally, served on the church counsel and was prominent in the community. Linda, quiet by nature, worked behind the scenes, having an impact without lots of recognition. She served meals to the elderly, cooked for families in need, was a good listener, helped in the kitchen during pot-luck suppers, and created a small cottage industry making stuffed angels and crafts. (I have one she gave me here!) I met Linda when she arrived at our Bible study bearing a homemade applesauce cake garnished with sugared pansies from her garden. Linda was warm and generous, talented and hospitable. But because her talent and gifts weren’t as out in the open as her husband, Barry’s, because she didn’t teach or lead groups, Linda felt as though she had nothing worthwhile to offer. She shared this feeling of inadequacy one day while our group did a study on spiritual gifts. Linda was doing exactly what Paul cautioned the Corinthians not to do…looking at another person’s gifts and service and finding herself lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was only after learning that helping others is considered a legitimate gift, given by God for the purpose of glorifying God and lifting up others, that Linda knew her worth. Through tears, she acknowledged that she, too, was an integral and important part of Christ’s body, created with a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nine months with all of you, I can state with certainty that God’s spirit moves powerfully within this place. I have witnessed gifts of compassion, hospitality, musical and artistic gifts; gifts of helping, woodworking, computer skills, and pure physical strength: gifts of conversation, healing, and teaching, cooking, baking, and dishwashing; gifts of friendship, organization, and proof-reading: gifts of wedding planning, editing, and sound system operation; gifts of communion preparation, work with youth, visiting the sick, feeding the hungry, and advocating for the poor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the body of Christ and I thank you for opening your lives to me this year. AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-9005160976303574213?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/9005160976303574213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=9005160976303574213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9005160976303574213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9005160976303574213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/prayer-of-illumination-startle-us-this.html' title='Prayer of Illumination: Startle us this morning, O God, with the truth of your love for us. Help us to hear your word in a new way that will give life'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7486530857994947268</id><published>2011-08-09T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T16:26:01.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJPohx3M38A/TkG-zxss2yI/AAAAAAAACYo/YqUHddhA6g4/s1600/P1010433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638998005168003874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJPohx3M38A/TkG-zxss2yI/AAAAAAAACYo/YqUHddhA6g4/s400/P1010433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the ability to reproduce art, it is available to the masses. No one needs to own a van Gogh original, they can paint their own. Van Gogh in a box, ladies, the newest form of mass distributed art: Paint by Numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at what we have done to the man who refused to conform his ideals to popular tastes, who refused to compromise his integrity. We have put him in a tiny box and asked you to copy him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7486530857994947268?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7486530857994947268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7486530857994947268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7486530857994947268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7486530857994947268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_09.html' title='Mine'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KJPohx3M38A/TkG-zxss2yI/AAAAAAAACYo/YqUHddhA6g4/s72-c/P1010433.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6931210379863170693</id><published>2011-08-06T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T19:44:28.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A true Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IznkagrcUzU/Tj37_luxeRI/AAAAAAAACYg/q9HTwJv3XLU/s1600/QUntCubic%2B-%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IznkagrcUzU/Tj37_luxeRI/AAAAAAAACYg/q9HTwJv3XLU/s400/QUntCubic%2B-%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637939378416351506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I accept your quietness and not assume it is because of me, when I can accept your anger and not react as if you are angry with me, when I can allow you to be indifferent and not take it as an insult, when I can be with you in company and not see your behavior as a reflection on me, when I can accept your swings of mood without needing to understand or control, when I can allow you to be you, I will be beyond ownership, then my dear friend, not only will you feel my love but I will truly have found freedom within me."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6931210379863170693?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6931210379863170693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6931210379863170693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6931210379863170693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6931210379863170693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-i-accept-your-quietness-and-not.html' title='A true Friend'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IznkagrcUzU/Tj37_luxeRI/AAAAAAAACYg/q9HTwJv3XLU/s72-c/QUntCubic%2B-%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5810285479730020988</id><published>2011-08-03T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T19:12:26.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqrg_L3eLJA/Tjn_0YEOZxI/AAAAAAAACYY/ILQQWPNRYvg/s1600/100_0510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636817683909338898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqrg_L3eLJA/Tjn_0YEOZxI/AAAAAAAACYY/ILQQWPNRYvg/s400/100_0510.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5810285479730020988?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5810285479730020988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5810285479730020988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5810285479730020988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5810285479730020988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hqrg_L3eLJA/Tjn_0YEOZxI/AAAAAAAACYY/ILQQWPNRYvg/s72-c/100_0510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6344190323566868742</id><published>2011-08-03T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:36:05.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irvving Bradbury.....Here I stay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6lCJuLAoW4/TjnARhrIAfI/AAAAAAAACYQ/8awJ41kS6TU/s1600/P1010443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6lCJuLAoW4/TjnARhrIAfI/AAAAAAAACYQ/8awJ41kS6TU/s400/P1010443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636747815960445426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cursed this way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wander the wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excape if I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No loved  ones will cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in  Painting I Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If  You see Ne with your eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will join me and Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I answered the cursed one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light all things thrive and bear fruit... In darkness they decay and die. That is why we must follow the teachings of the Lords of Light.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dennis Wheatl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6344190323566868742?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6344190323566868742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6344190323566868742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6344190323566868742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6344190323566868742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title='Lloyd Irvving Bradbury.....Here I stay'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6lCJuLAoW4/TjnARhrIAfI/AAAAAAAACYQ/8awJ41kS6TU/s72-c/P1010443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2165536546819865132</id><published>2011-08-01T14:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T14:18:35.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Bradbury ..... Haunted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPRawkg18tY/TjcXt-luJ2I/AAAAAAAACYI/ia6rjbToTSs/s1600/P1010462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPRawkg18tY/TjcXt-luJ2I/AAAAAAAACYI/ia6rjbToTSs/s400/P1010462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635999537340229474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are an infinite number of universes existing side by side and through which our consciousnesses constantly pass. In these universes, all possibilities exist. You are alive in some, long dead in others, and never existed in still others. Many of our "ghosts" could indeed be visions of people going about their business in a parallel universe or another time -- or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........12&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2165536546819865132?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2165536546819865132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2165536546819865132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2165536546819865132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2165536546819865132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-are-infinite-number-of-universes.html' title='Lloyd Bradbury ..... Haunted'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPRawkg18tY/TjcXt-luJ2I/AAAAAAAACYI/ia6rjbToTSs/s72-c/P1010462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4952579860481687117</id><published>2011-08-01T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T09:47:26.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for coming out to the British Home and sharing your art and insights with our residents. What a wonderful program! The residents are still talking about it! You gave a lot of encouragement to those with impairments. Never give up. Keep painting.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arlene&lt;br /&gt;The British Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4952579860481687117?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4952579860481687117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4952579860481687117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4952579860481687117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4952579860481687117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/08/hi-lloyd-thank-you-so-much-for-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3536034158564038835</id><published>2011-07-31T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T14:51:39.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn1o0kGo-RE/TjXOSgIZ7rI/AAAAAAAACYA/cAHtMvSNM_8/s1600/P1010445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635637325982199474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn1o0kGo-RE/TjXOSgIZ7rI/AAAAAAAACYA/cAHtMvSNM_8/s400/P1010445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And while you can't change difficult people, you can communicate with them in such a way that they change themselves."............................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3536034158564038835?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3536034158564038835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3536034158564038835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3536034158564038835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3536034158564038835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/and-while-you-cant-change-difficult.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hn1o0kGo-RE/TjXOSgIZ7rI/AAAAAAAACYA/cAHtMvSNM_8/s72-c/P1010445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6535054139582709619</id><published>2011-07-24T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T08:45:59.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>positive faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1CllYwjcAQ/Tiw8QpXekeI/AAAAAAAACX4/_uu9MZzy1M8/s1600/P1010445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 294px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632943490613547490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1CllYwjcAQ/Tiw8QpXekeI/AAAAAAAACX4/_uu9MZzy1M8/s400/P1010445.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think about disaster, you will get it. Brood about death and you hasten your demise. Think positively and masterfully, with confidence and faith, and life becomes more secure, more fraught with action, richer in achievement and experience.&lt;br /&gt;-- Edward Rickenbacker...............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;all paintings aeare mine ...inspired by life and by faith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6535054139582709619?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6535054139582709619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6535054139582709619&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6535054139582709619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6535054139582709619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-you-think-about-disaster-you-will.html' title='positive faith'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u1CllYwjcAQ/Tiw8QpXekeI/AAAAAAAACX4/_uu9MZzy1M8/s72-c/P1010445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-499373240716094469</id><published>2011-07-23T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T15:13:06.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gift of the fig tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jxVRmpW0G8/Tirhq-tbVDI/AAAAAAAACXw/oB7dRsGpiXA/s1600/P1010442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632562412484514866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jxVRmpW0G8/Tirhq-tbVDI/AAAAAAAACXw/oB7dRsGpiXA/s400/P1010442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............................Comments:&lt;br /&gt;This art work is very vibrant with your use of comlipimentary colors.&lt;br /&gt;The next ones as well. Keep on painting. Thanks for sharing and feels like I am at your art demo.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by Ebb Tide : 10:11 AM&lt;br /&gt;Post a Comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-499373240716094469?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/499373240716094469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=499373240716094469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/499373240716094469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/499373240716094469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/llotyd-bradbury-gift-of-fig-tree.html' title='The Gift of the fig tree'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9jxVRmpW0G8/Tirhq-tbVDI/AAAAAAAACXw/oB7dRsGpiXA/s72-c/P1010442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7618759586400479328</id><published>2011-07-22T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T03:28:28.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. 'Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.&lt;br /&gt;-- Leonardo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7618759586400479328?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7618759586400479328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7618759586400479328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7618759586400479328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7618759586400479328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-love-those-who-can-smile-in-trouble.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1732197434885851011</id><published>2011-07-21T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T08:15:28.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lloyd ircing bradbury art demo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPKTyywRheU/TihBphDC5gI/AAAAAAAACXo/Xcra2XhYCYk/s1600/P1010430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPKTyywRheU/TihBphDC5gI/AAAAAAAACXo/Xcra2XhYCYk/s400/P1010430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631823515528390146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, Lloyd&lt;br /&gt;Your demo sounds great!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The British Home is located at &lt;br /&gt;8700 W. 31st Street in Brookfield.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When you get to the entrance, take the far left driveway to Woodlands. We will be in the Maple Room. The receptionist will tell you where it is. I'll be there at 1:00 and the program will start at 1:30. I'll have the room set up before I take my lunch, so feel free to come earlier if you need more time to prepare.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll see you on Monday. Please call me or email if you have any questions. &lt;br /&gt;My cell is 708 354-8741.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arlene &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In a message dated 7/19/2011 11:11:53 A.M. Central Daylight Time, lbrad2@sbcglobal.net writes:&lt;br /&gt;British Home Art Demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two blank canvases with negative space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four canvases with colored backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two brushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark colors and light colors wrapped in rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The primary colors wrapped in rubber bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The colors are all in small bottles so I can see them by putting them up to my eye.  I am basically blind but I do have a little sight in the right eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I use my brushes in a free-spirited way.  Now what does that mean?  You will see as I demonstrate this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now I’ll set up the easel, base and canvas and introduce myself.  I am dressed in my painting clothes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My name is Lloyd Bradbury and I’m an artist.  An artist that creates free-spirited paintings.  What does that mean?  I paint for my own relaxation, my own removal of anxiety, my own creative satisfaction.  I have found that this is my way of creating and satisfying myself with this creativity.  I have found that this method of painting allows me to improve my body, mind and soul.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    All of us have seen many paintings showing lifes’ events.   Paintings can show historical events, portraits, landscapes, seascapes and all events of the physical world.  Now the camera can replace and record all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The limitations of the camera are lack of emotion, consolidation of the scene and imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The painting can overcome these limitations.  The painter can create a picture that is worth a thousand words and a thousand photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So let us start and I’ll show you my idea of free-spirited painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Demonstration:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This will not be a painting created by an old-world master.  This painting will be about us, the events around us and how we feel.  The observer of my paintings can relate to his own world, the events and emotions around them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s Paint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Let’s splash some color on the canvas.  Let’s chose some light colors like light green, blue and yellow are smeared on the canvas.  This is called a broken color technique.  They are blended into each other.  Then take a damp cloth and whirl it around the canvas.  I’m going to put this one aside and take one that has already dried and show you the effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now we have changed the negative space of the canvas.  Notice now all the color is in the background.  They show no images and enhance our background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    This method was used by the impressionist painters at the turn of the century.  Also, the old masters have used this technique.   This technique can also be used to create beautiful skies and water are not blue as most people believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Why not start with flowers because this is something everyone knows about.  I first take a brush dip it in a little water and start with a little tube of paint which is dark green.  This will make great stems for the flowers.  Now I have a pattern of stems criss crossing.  I avoid the edges and corners as well as putting too much paint in the center.  Now, I will take this used brush and put it in water so as not to contaminate the other colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    With a fresh brush I can now paint some primary or secondary colors, like red, blue, yellow, violet.   Let’s take blue for instance, I’ll put little blue petals on the flowers.  Then rinse out my brush very thoroughly, dry with paper and then put little yellow dots in the center of the flower.  Then I’ll take red and make a different type of flower and use my yellow dots again at the center of these flowers.   Then, let’s take a secondary color like purple and make another flower.  We will put little stems with blobs running out to make this into a lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Hey how about we put a butterfly in here.  Now let’s try to make a bird.  It doesn’t have to look like a bird exactly, just the idea of a bird.  So as we go on we add more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Finish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So when are we finished?  This exploration is like going to a destination but you’re taking some side roads.  Sometimes you don’t even know when you come to the destination.  So sometimes you have to take a break, have some coffee and look at this painting again.   Well, this is the end of the demonstration for I will have some coffee and look again at this painting to see if it needs more or if I should just quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    If I decide I don’t like the results, I can use Gesso, which is white to cover over my painting so I can start anew.   So this is the end of the demonstration, what do you think of the painting?  What questions do you have?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----- Original Message ----- &lt;br /&gt;From: Arlis970@aol.com &lt;br /&gt;To: lbrad2@sbcglobal.net &lt;br /&gt;Sent: Tuesday, July 19, 2011 7:28 AM&lt;br /&gt;Subject: painting demo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Lloyd&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was going to try to reach you today so we could talk about Monday's demo......what you might need, etc.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll call in the afternoon and we'll talk. I'm really looking forward to having you come and inspire all of us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Arlene&lt;br /&gt;British Home&lt;br /&gt;my cell  708 369-4149&lt;br /&gt;www.salamendra.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1732197434885851011?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1732197434885851011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1732197434885851011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1732197434885851011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1732197434885851011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/hi-lloyd-your-demo-sounds-great-british.html' title='lloyd ircing bradbury art demo'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BPKTyywRheU/TihBphDC5gI/AAAAAAAACXo/Xcra2XhYCYk/s72-c/P1010430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8373362850601749277</id><published>2011-07-20T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T04:33:07.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smell Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SvGvZqj7b4/Tia8fTBkkzI/AAAAAAAACXY/EVS3JVYeYoE/s1600/P1010459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631395629942215474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SvGvZqj7b4/Tia8fTBkkzI/AAAAAAAACXY/EVS3JVYeYoE/s400/P1010459.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8373362850601749277?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8373362850601749277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8373362850601749277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8373362850601749277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8373362850601749277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/smell-me.html' title='Smell Me?'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--SvGvZqj7b4/Tia8fTBkkzI/AAAAAAAACXY/EVS3JVYeYoE/s72-c/P1010459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-810650719960683025</id><published>2011-07-20T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T04:12:54.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You have to count on living every single day in a way you believe will make you feel good about your life - so that if it were over tomorrow, you'd be content with yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-810650719960683025?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/810650719960683025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=810650719960683025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/810650719960683025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/810650719960683025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-have-to-count-on-living-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5411673791334802448</id><published>2011-07-19T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T04:06:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADB*URY  Smiles at you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urPyWhgSjtM/TiW8zDs-gVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/8wuxa5njigs/s1600/P1010460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631114494449975634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urPyWhgSjtM/TiW8zDs-gVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/8wuxa5njigs/s400/P1010460.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of 5.8 billion people in the world, the majority of them are certainly not believers in Buddhism. We can't argue with them, tell them they should be believers. No! Impossible! And, realistically speaking, if the majority of humanity remain nonbelievers, it doesn't matter. No problem! The problem is that the majority have lost, or ignore, the deeper human values - compassion, a sense of responsibility. That is our big concern.&lt;br /&gt;-- Dalai Lama XIVCategories: Dalai Lama XIV&lt;br /&gt;Posted by George Lunt at 12:01 AM&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, July 17, 2011&lt;br /&gt;Jane Seymour: Quote for July 17, 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5411673791334802448?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5411673791334802448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5411673791334802448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5411673791334802448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5411673791334802448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/out-of-5.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADB*URY  Smiles at you'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-urPyWhgSjtM/TiW8zDs-gVI/AAAAAAAACXQ/8wuxa5njigs/s72-c/P1010460.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-228107829461950417</id><published>2011-07-19T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T05:42:10.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Said about painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79llhxJ9kR8/TiV6aBrizWI/AAAAAAAACXI/7bamq4X7z40/s1600/P1010429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79llhxJ9kR8/TiV6aBrizWI/AAAAAAAACXI/7bamq4X7z40/s400/P1010429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631041496642932066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I PAINT MY OWN REALITY. THE ONLY THING&lt;br /&gt;                            I KNOW IS THAT I PAINT BECAUSE I NEED TO&lt;br /&gt;                            AND I PAINT ALWAYS WHATEVER PASSES&lt;br /&gt;                            THROUGH MY HEAD, WITHOUT ANY OTHER&lt;br /&gt;                            CONSIDERATION."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                   The Ghost and Alien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-228107829461950417?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/228107829461950417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=228107829461950417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/228107829461950417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/228107829461950417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-paint-my-own-reality.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Said about painting'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79llhxJ9kR8/TiV6aBrizWI/AAAAAAAACXI/7bamq4X7z40/s72-c/P1010429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1341336713713801605</id><published>2011-07-13T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:25:49.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury States</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUVxDVn6C80/Th5hjpub1-I/AAAAAAAACXA/OWbBsPKGkyk/s1600/220px-Duccio_di_Buoninsegna_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 220px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629043849383630818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUVxDVn6C80/Th5hjpub1-I/AAAAAAAACXA/OWbBsPKGkyk/s400/220px-Duccio_di_Buoninsegna_018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe life is constantly testing us for our level of commitment, and life's greatest rewards are reserved for those who demonstrate a never-ending commitment to act until they achieve. This level of resolve can move mountains, but it must be constant and consistent. As simplistic as this may sound, it is still the common denominator separating those who live their dreams from those who live&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1341336713713801605?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1341336713713801605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1341336713713801605&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1341336713713801605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1341336713713801605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/lloyd-irving-bradbury-states.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury States'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUVxDVn6C80/Th5hjpub1-I/AAAAAAAACXA/OWbBsPKGkyk/s72-c/220px-Duccio_di_Buoninsegna_018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3733365291127355535</id><published>2011-07-03T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T12:31:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Mfeq0wNJk/ThDDZkjBNoI/AAAAAAAACW4/HNq_nk60Yj8/s1600/politics.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Mfeq0wNJk/ThDDZkjBNoI/AAAAAAAACW4/HNq_nk60Yj8/s400/politics.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625210778660451970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in our daily life we can smile, if we can be peaceful and happy, not only we, but everyone will profit from it. If we really know how to live, what better way to start the day than with a smile? Our smile affirms our awareness and determination to live in peace and joy. The source of a true smile is an awakened mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3733365291127355535?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3733365291127355535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3733365291127355535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3733365291127355535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3733365291127355535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/lloyd-irving-bradbury-smiles.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY smiles'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-48Mfeq0wNJk/ThDDZkjBNoI/AAAAAAAACW4/HNq_nk60Yj8/s72-c/politics.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8480119403082711096</id><published>2011-07-01T15:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T15:51:35.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9BVdS4wgm0/Tg5PZANUcyI/AAAAAAAACWo/1zM7Lb9H8n4/s1600/waterfall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9BVdS4wgm0/Tg5PZANUcyI/AAAAAAAACWo/1zM7Lb9H8n4/s400/waterfall.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624520275603518242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul. ~Johann Wolfgang von Goethe ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAINT PRAY TRAVEL &lt;br /&gt;TO PAINT...TO PRAY...TO TRAVEL...TO COMBINE THESE THREESOME...IS TO CELEBRATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8480119403082711096?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8480119403082711096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8480119403082711096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8480119403082711096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8480119403082711096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/07/man-should-hear-little-music-read.html' title='http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9BVdS4wgm0/Tg5PZANUcyI/AAAAAAAACWo/1zM7Lb9H8n4/s72-c/waterfall.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6268349287618438328</id><published>2011-06-28T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:09:05.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW LONG?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWLJakL9GRo/Tg5TLZ1A7nI/AAAAAAAACWw/GrnRIExYAvc/s1600/abstract%2Bperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWLJakL9GRo/Tg5TLZ1A7nI/AAAAAAAACWw/GrnRIExYAvc/s400/abstract%2Bperson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624524440009240178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sermon by Mary Koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riverside Presbyterian Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 26, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer of illumination:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Awaken us, this morning, O God, to the truth found in your Word, that our lives may be transformed and conformed to the image of your son, Jesus the Christ.  And may the words of my mouth and the meditation of all our hearts be acceptable in your sight, O Lord, our rock and our redeemer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Our scripture this morning comes from the book of Psalms, a book of the Bible that is significant in both the Christian andthe Jewish tradition of worship.  We will read the 13th Psalm, an honest cry to God in the midst of the suffering. I invite you to listen with ears of empathy, of recognition, and to pay attention to the emotion these words evoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Psalm 13:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            1How long, O Lord? Will you forget me forever? How long will you hide your face from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            2How long must I bear pain in my soul, and have sorrow in my heart all day long? How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            3Consider and answer me, O Lord my God! Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep the sleep of death,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            4and my enemy will say, “I have prevailed”; my foes will rejoice because I am shaken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            5But I trusted in your steadfast love; my heart shall rejoice in your salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            6I will sing to the Lord, because he has dealt bountifully with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends the reading and may God’s Spirit illuminate our understanding.  AMEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  How long?  It is the cry of a Palestinianin occupied territory, navigating streets where gun fire and violence are too frequent realities. How long?  It is the cry of the homeowner in Joplin, Missouri, picking through the rubble of his home that was destroyed in a tornado.  How long?  It is the cry of a parent whose child is hurt, or sick or heartbroken.  How long?  It is the cry of the widow who mourns her partner and best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        How long?  It is my cry.  It is yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The truth is that the human condition includes suffering as well as joy.  Built into the very fabric of life is illness, loss and death.  It is sobering to recognize that in the best- case scenario, our marriages, our friendships, indeed all our relationships will end, finally, in death; hopefully at a very old age without debilitating illness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        But this is why I love reading the psalms. The poetry, though the language is ancient and some of the images unfamiliar, speaks to a place deep within me. Though it may be important to know their historical context, it isn’t as important to me as how the words make me feel. Perhaps this is why psalms are included in the lectionary selections each week and are frequently the call to worship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Patrick Miller, a scholar from Princeton, says that it is the form of the psalms that allows us to identify and relate to the speaker.  The words in the psalms are directed at God and are from humans.  God almost never addresses humans in the text.  The structure of the psalms helps us structure our own prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Psalm 13 is what is considered anIndividual Lament:  This type psalm is the most frequent one in the psalms. In it,the author addresses his or her personal distress – sickness, abandonment, imprisonment – to God, and asks God to intervene and deliver.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Psalm 13 begins with a complaint that describes for God the problem in which God is sometime implicated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, how long?  Are you going to forget me forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will you hide your presence from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must I bear pain in my soul and my heart 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will my enemy (be that enemy disease, grief, unemployment, etc) oppress me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Then the author begs for God to help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider and answer me, O Lord my God! Help me to see you. Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Why does the author feel that God should help?  Because if not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will die, my enemy will have won, and celebrate my downfall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        But then something amazing happens.  The one crying out to God seems to tap into a memory of God’s goodness.  The author is stirred, a resolution is found and a promise is made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I remember that I trusted in your ever-present love in the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is filled with joy because I am confident that I am saved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will praise you because of the blessings you have shown me before now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Even though God’s voice isn’t heard explicitly, we get the feeling that somehow God is interacting with the writer, that deep within the soul-- mystically – the author leans into God, whose mysterious love embraces us all.  When that happens, cries of pain are transformed into cries of hope that God’s love will see him or her through their darkest moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Christianity is an odd sort of faith, isn’t it?  Faith in the risen Christ doesn’t provide a free pass that somehow eliminates or helps us avoid failure, disease, heartbreak or disappointment.  Rather, faith in Christ assures us that not only does God suffer with us, but that by loving one another through suffering, we are all transformed.  Loving one another through pain and suffering can transform the world.Through Christ’s life, death and resurrection, we know that in the fullness of time, good will prevail, life will trump death and love and wholeness will be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        And if we are to be part of the transformation of our world, both individually and corporately, if we are to be the hands of Christ on earth and bear one another’s burdens, we must all practice compassion andbe witnesses to one another’s suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Frederick Beuchner writes that “compassion is sometimes the fatal capacity to feel what it is like to live inside somebody else’s skin.  It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too.”  So, in other words, compassion is suffering with someone --we feel one another’s suffering so clearly that we are moved to do something to ease their pain.  Jesus was the master of compassion.  He eased pain and brought light wherever he went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, some pains are easier to ease than others.  It seems evident that offering water to the throat that cries out in thirst, or food to the belly that grumbles with hunger is compassionate.  Bandaging a wound, smiling at a stranger or a frazzled store clerk is compassionate.  Lifting a prayer for a person mute with grief, sending money to World Vision,  or volunteering at BEDS are all acts of compassion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of the needs of those hurting that aren’t as easy to identify?  How can we help our children, our spouses, our friends, our fellow church members or even strangers? What should we do when we see that someone is grieving, confused or broken hearted, depressed, discouraged, or frightened, lonely, lost or just having a bad day?  What should we say, how might we act? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider Job, an Old Testament hero who lost his family, his wealth and his health all because el Satan and God made a little wager.  The Satan bet God that if God’s faithful servant, Job, was brought to his knees, Job would curse God.  As Job sits on a pile of ashes, after losing it all, three friends show up.  The most compassionate things these guys do is sit quietly by Job for days.  When they begin to speak, their support flies out the window, as they cannot bear Job’s anger toward God, his questioning, his pain.  In attempting to help Job discover the source of his losses, they accuse, they badger, they argue – in a word, they make matters worse.  Sometimes the best way to help is to refrain from giving advice, to refrain from trying to fix the problem, or change the person and just let the suffering one yell at God, stomp, cry, shake, howl – and just be present and bear witness to the suffering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The twelve step group, Alcoholics Anonymous, does this beautifully.  These meetings bring people together who suffer in similar ways, who publically acknowledging their dependence on a higher power to heal from the alcoholism that has robbed them of abundant life and relationship.  They lean on this power, and on one another.  In meetings, advice or help is not given unless requested.  No one is allowed to interrupt another’s story or try to fix their problems.  Prayers are said together and strength is found in community.  These people witness each other’s struggles, though they may not fully know or understand the details of their situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I hate to admit how often I’ve attempted to comfort a friend, my spouse or children by stating, “ I know just how you feel.”  And I’m working on this. Because even if we’ve been through a similar circumstance, the truth is we can never really know exactly how someone feels, but we can be present with them in a supportive way.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a marvelous scene in that quirky“indie” movie called Lars and the Real Girl.  The church and community rally around the protagonist, Lars, though they don’t understand why he believes that a plastic doll is a real person.  They do it because they love him. The scene I refer to takes place in the living room where Lars is keeping vigil as his friend (who isn’t real) dies.  The church ladies have come bearing Jello molds, ham and casseroles.  They lead Lars into the living room, where they are quietly knitting, and give him a plate of food.  “Should I do something?” He asks, “No, dear, we just came over to sit.”  The ladies say, “That’s what we do when tragedy strikes – we come and sit.”  There are times when action is needed, and times when the grace of silence is demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long, O God, will you forget me? It is the song of the soul in a world of pain. There will always be hearts calling out to God, imploring God to heal and restore, forgive and make new.  As people of faith, we are called to help those who suffer remember that they are not forgotten-- by God or anyone else.  Surely compassion takes discernment – is this the time for food?  A phone call? A joke? A letter writing campaign? Or is it the time for showing up and sitting still, recognizing that as we journey with one another through the dark times, we open our lives to God’s transformative power to restore the world to wholeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks be to God.  AMEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6268349287618438328?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6268349287618438328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6268349287618438328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6268349287618438328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6268349287618438328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-long-sermon-by-mary-koon-riverside.html' title='HOW LONG?'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TWLJakL9GRo/Tg5TLZ1A7nI/AAAAAAAACWw/GrnRIExYAvc/s72-c/abstract%2Bperson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6045934565155972893</id><published>2011-06-23T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:43:13.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY ... This goes for my book too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVMD5ssMCQM/TgOJM8YOF1I/AAAAAAAACWg/4gbxWBnOGFM/s1600/Maria%2Bangry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVMD5ssMCQM/TgOJM8YOF1I/AAAAAAAACWg/4gbxWBnOGFM/s400/Maria%2Bangry.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621487615347660626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Marion Boddy-Evans, your Guide to Painting &lt;br /&gt;I suspect many of us will related to this inspirational art quote from Abstract Expressionist painter Arshile Gorky: "I never finish a painting, I just stop working on it for a while." It also takes the pressure of deciding a painting is absolutely and definitely finished.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6045934565155972893?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6045934565155972893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6045934565155972893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6045934565155972893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6045934565155972893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-this-goes-for-my.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY ... This goes for my book too!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KVMD5ssMCQM/TgOJM8YOF1I/AAAAAAAACWg/4gbxWBnOGFM/s72-c/Maria%2Bangry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6526833128573341769</id><published>2011-06-20T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T02:27:28.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY Says... I am All of this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uT-HImILeyw/Tf8RomLbdfI/AAAAAAAACWY/rRS2PlkF638/s1600/season%2527s%2Bforest.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620230249122592242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uT-HImILeyw/Tf8RomLbdfI/AAAAAAAACWY/rRS2PlkF638/s400/season%2527s%2Bforest.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong — because someday in life you will have been all of these.&lt;br /&gt;-- George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This small 9x12 is title season;s forest . A romatic couple secreat meeting ....LLOYD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6526833128573341769?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6526833128573341769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6526833128573341769&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6526833128573341769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6526833128573341769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-says-i-am-all-of.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY Says... I am All of this!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uT-HImILeyw/Tf8RomLbdfI/AAAAAAAACWY/rRS2PlkF638/s72-c/season%2527s%2Bforest.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3258228568764982969</id><published>2011-06-17T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T15:33:38.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY walks the path</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRB_qfxGEzc/TfvWIt-soDI/AAAAAAAACWQ/vWqHjnuklOc/s1600/people.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619320405344690226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRB_qfxGEzc/TfvWIt-soDI/AAAAAAAACWQ/vWqHjnuklOc/s400/people.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway along the road we have to go,&lt;br /&gt;I found myself obscured in a great forest,&lt;br /&gt;Bewildered, and I knew I had lost the way&lt;br /&gt;I called out for GOD&lt;br /&gt;He was within&lt;br /&gt;He was always there&lt;br /&gt;To calm my dispair&lt;br /&gt;My fear was gone&lt;br /&gt;there was a new path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….lloyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3258228568764982969?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3258228568764982969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3258228568764982969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3258228568764982969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3258228568764982969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-walks-path.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY walks the path'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DRB_qfxGEzc/TfvWIt-soDI/AAAAAAAACWQ/vWqHjnuklOc/s72-c/people.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6466957248917452944</id><published>2011-06-15T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:16:44.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY visits GEORGE LUNT Long Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CgDAxRJ0A8/Tfl1gQyXrWI/AAAAAAAACWI/LIrlbF_uEI4/s1600/woman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 334px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618651207243902306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CgDAxRJ0A8/Tfl1gQyXrWI/AAAAAAAACWI/LIrlbF_uEI4/s400/woman.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunt's World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, August 27, 2007&lt;br /&gt;The White Castle Preacher&lt;br /&gt;While walking down the street here in Chicago next to a White Castle fast food establishment, I noticed three lampposts that had a strange message plastered all over them. It looked like this message was hand written on two unique posters. A photo, probably of some actress, captioned "Beautiful Mary" was added to both posters. There was a different picture on each poster.&lt;br /&gt;I figured that if someone took the trouble to write this rather preachy "sermon" to preserve the honor of his dream girl, I should publish it and share it with the world. I took a picture of the two posters from one of the lampposts and tried to make out what they said. Exact copies of these posters were on the other lampposts. Here is the sermon as written in the rough poetry of the streets. I tried to keep the spelling and grammar intact to preserve the flavor of this work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Poster&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL GORGEOUS MARY DONT YOU DEAR SELL DOPE OR BURN IN HOT LAVA FOREVER HELL HEAVEN IS A MILLION TIMES MORE THRILLING THAN SIN IS. ITS THE GOD TRUTH. GOD THE FATHER TOLD SAINT WILLIAMS ORG - THAT HEAVEN IS A TREMENDOUS THRILL OF ECSTCAY FOREVER. DONT BE A BIG BIG FOOL AND GIVE UP HEAVEN. STOP SHACKING UP OR BURN IN HELL. STAY SOBER FOREVER OR BURN IN HELL HOT LAVA FOREVER. ASK CHRIST TO COME INTO YOUR LIFE. THROW AWAY FILTHY MOVIES FILTHY BOOKS.&lt;br /&gt;Second Poster&lt;br /&gt;PRAY THE ROSARY IT HAS GREAT POWER TO KEEP THE DEVIL AWAY OR PRAY IN MIND A FEW MINUTES. DONT YOU DEAR SHACK UP OR YOU WILL MAKE GOD THE FATHER AND CHRIST AND MARY CRY BLOOD. STAY MARRIED CHRIST SAID ONE MARRIAGE. IF YOU ARE DIVORCED DONT YOU DEAR MARRY AGAIN OUT SIDE OF THE CHURCH OR YOU WILL BE LIVING IN FILTHY ADULTERY MORTAL SINS YOU MEN DONT YOU DEAR TALK A WOMAN INTO SHACKING UP WITH YOU. COWARD RAT IS WHAT YOU ARE. YOU STOP WITH CRIME OR HOT LAVA FOREVER HELL.&lt;br /&gt;written by The White Castle Preacher (This is what I call him.)&lt;br /&gt;Many bloggers are used to reading well written and neatly formatted stories. Yet, many of the people in the world around us still have a great deal of trouble communicating with their fellow human beings. This individual is pretty much like a primitive blogger without a blog or a computer, just a couple of lampposts on the streets of Chicago. He, probably, will never know that his prophetic words have passed into the collection of data perpetually circulating throughout the vast reaches of cyberspace.&lt;br /&gt;Posted by George Lunt at 1:29 PM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6466957248917452944?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6466957248917452944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6466957248917452944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6466957248917452944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6466957248917452944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-visits-george.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY visits GEORGE LUNT Long Ago'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6CgDAxRJ0A8/Tfl1gQyXrWI/AAAAAAAACWI/LIrlbF_uEI4/s72-c/woman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8976198652720167286</id><published>2011-06-15T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T08:13:21.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY...I wish I could!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15nSYiIKDZA/TfjJa8xla5I/AAAAAAAACWA/L1qNC4U3EpM/s1600/flying.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 287px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618461999972576146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15nSYiIKDZA/TfjJa8xla5I/AAAAAAAACWA/L1qNC4U3EpM/s400/flying.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 18th &amp;amp; 19th&lt;br /&gt;Cantiny : Art in Bloom&lt;br /&gt;Wheaton, IL / Cantiny Park at 1 S 151 Winfield Rd&lt;br /&gt;10am to&lt;br /&gt;This is one largest This was a canvas found I painted it 20 years ago. It still hangs above the sofa. I painted When nall alone in the city,,in a steel cave,feeling sorry for myself. It is acrylic, about 3x4 Everyone sees the creature differently!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8976198652720167286?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8976198652720167286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8976198652720167286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8976198652720167286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8976198652720167286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradburyi-wish-i-could.html' title='LLOYD IRVING BRADBURY...I wish I could!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-15nSYiIKDZA/TfjJa8xla5I/AAAAAAAACWA/L1qNC4U3EpM/s72-c/flying.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2786235856198635841</id><published>2011-06-12T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:44:25.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind Art….By LLOYD and David……..I have painted over 500 paintings. My coffee book is a project almost finished. It has created My respect for authors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78t1dfWcK7M/TfVa8SQ_3uI/AAAAAAAACV4/377O24d1g1c/s1600/hiding.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617496101956345570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78t1dfWcK7M/TfVa8SQ_3uI/AAAAAAAACV4/377O24d1g1c/s400/hiding.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;David and will measure 90 paintings. will put this info in blogs. I paint in a frenzy. This leads to not cataloging my art. David can read a measure, I can not. He will now help in this endeavor......LLOyd Irving Bradbury&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2786235856198635841?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2786235856198635841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2786235856198635841&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2786235856198635841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2786235856198635841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/blind-artby-lloyd-and-davidi-have.html' title='Blind Art….By LLOYD and David……..I have painted over 500 paintings. My coffee book is a project almost finished. It has created My respect for authors'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-78t1dfWcK7M/TfVa8SQ_3uI/AAAAAAAACV4/377O24d1g1c/s72-c/hiding.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4478166398412244952</id><published>2011-06-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:12:31.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Goes to Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnX0e-GG_44/TfVFNvRhIvI/AAAAAAAACVo/0bdw9dD6gtw/s1600/jacob%2527s%2Bladder.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617472212545118962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnX0e-GG_44/TfVFNvRhIvI/AAAAAAAACVo/0bdw9dD6gtw/s400/jacob%2527s%2Bladder.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All Art by LLOYD I Bradbury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearby Luz en route to Haran, Jacob experienced a vision of a ladder or staircase reaching into heaven with angels going up and down it, commonly referred to as "Jacob's ladder". From the top of the ladder he heard the voice of God, who repeated many of the blessings upon him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us dream, but few listen. We dismiss the will of God. This belief of his spirit has been scenically proven. One can (Seeing is believing) Today I celebrate the Christian church. I can only trust Christ that his words bring. His contact is the spirit connection to my soul...Lloyd as Selfenlightenemt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4478166398412244952?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4478166398412244952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4478166398412244952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4478166398412244952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4478166398412244952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-goes-to-church.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Goes to Church'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MnX0e-GG_44/TfVFNvRhIvI/AAAAAAAACVo/0bdw9dD6gtw/s72-c/jacob%2527s%2Bladder.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1774397944210609888</id><published>2011-06-11T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T09:55:52.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD IRving Bradbury.... My Mood Today</title><content type='html'>Show them the sword!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold! The Sword of Power! Excalibur! Forged when the world was young, and bird and beast and flower were one with man, and death was but a dream!&lt;br /&gt;-- Merlinfrom: Excalibur (1981)&lt;br /&gt; Another Insperation to paint. My mind is full of dreams. Man dreams of perfection....lloyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1774397944210609888?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1774397944210609888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1774397944210609888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1774397944210609888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1774397944210609888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-my-mood-today.html' title='LLOYD IRving Bradbury.... My Mood Today'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4054785213267103662</id><published>2011-06-11T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T02:23:17.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Iring Bradbury Loves Martha Washington</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6IGezCpF4k/TfMw7gUszvI/AAAAAAAACVg/E_zRLSzjGag/s1600/man%2Band%2Bwoman.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616886959108312818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6IGezCpF4k/TfMw7gUszvI/AAAAAAAACVg/E_zRLSzjGag/s400/man%2Band%2Bwoman.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions, and not on our circumstances. We carry the seeds of the one or the other about with us in our minds wherever we go.&lt;br /&gt;-- Martha WashingtonCategories: Martha Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My comment I ran out of canvas so this mounting is a bottom of a dressor drawer from the flood of Riverside Lawn IL It was one of the painting that appeared in my mind with no one that I jnow. It is Acrylic.I do not know to varnish or not. It seems content to hang on the wall without a frame. There 3 in this series painted on dresser drawers from the flood. I was thinking of painting on styfoam sheets? Buyt geto art store or I will have to paint bathroom walls.  but will leave it as the libary. ..lloyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4054785213267103662?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4054785213267103662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4054785213267103662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4054785213267103662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4054785213267103662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-iring-bradbury-loves-martha.html' title='Lloyd Iring Bradbury Loves Martha Washington'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R6IGezCpF4k/TfMw7gUszvI/AAAAAAAACVg/E_zRLSzjGag/s72-c/man%2Band%2Bwoman.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7365894615475056914</id><published>2011-06-10T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T02:32:25.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Why I paint.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7q8b-cm0qys/TfJj1kj2REI/AAAAAAAACVY/hZm5_uiAtmc/s1600/tree%2Bon%2Bmountain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 319px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616661457282679874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7q8b-cm0qys/TfJj1kj2REI/AAAAAAAACVY/hZm5_uiAtmc/s400/tree%2Bon%2Bmountain.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I often refer to Abraham Lincoln, who said, "When I do good I feel good. When I do bad I feel bad. And that is my religion." I think we all have a little voice inside us that will guide us. It may be God, I don't know. But I think that if we shut out all the noise and clutter from our lives and listen to that voice, it will tell us the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;-- Christopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw this place. I am sure some one has before it was farmed for its minerals. It reminds of yellowstone at what my mind sees. The lone tree can be me or you. ....lloyd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7365894615475056914?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7365894615475056914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7365894615475056914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7365894615475056914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7365894615475056914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-often-refer-to-abraham-lincoln-who.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Why I paint.'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7q8b-cm0qys/TfJj1kj2REI/AAAAAAAACVY/hZm5_uiAtmc/s72-c/tree%2Bon%2Bmountain.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-355988581567153095</id><published>2011-06-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:33:06.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving reply to the critic.. Love Me Or Leave Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LASlMt25xmA/TfDrBnehWvI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ym7H_OK7ENE/s1600/masquerade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 323px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616247148340402930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LASlMt25xmA/TfDrBnehWvI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ym7H_OK7ENE/s400/masquerade.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard many comments about an artists painting. Many people have little imagination. They buy a painting to match the color of their furniture. Others want a realistic rendition of a of their house some want realistic portraits of love ones. My paintings display life not a bowl of fruit. I try to capture The mood of the living... This is why I do not fit in in traditional artist groups. As one critic that rejected my for an Art leaguer. ;; your abstract have body parts. Do you see body parts in my paints or a barn with a cow. They told my re an abstract is when rotate a painting you do not see an image. So, nuts to them! I will not change my art to fit what they think is a proper painting. I believe art is an expression of the world around us . This does not a bowl of has no character. To a fly it is a work of art. A cow loves his barn. To each his own. To hang a painting for wallpaper is an insult to the artist. I would rather paint for a fly or a cow for they may love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a true friend in You! You inspire me. Both of us know how to face adversity. So we share a lot of the same feelings. This comment from you means a lot. Our art is so different from each but both express ourselves with love of our world. LLOYD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebb Tide has left a new comment on your post "Lloyd Irving reply to the critic.. Love Me Or Leav...":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll not be discouraged by your art critics. Don't change your style, techiques &amp;amp; subjects, to please them. Your colors are harmonious. Your style &amp;amp; technique are unique. You are very creative&lt;br /&gt;w/ lines &amp;amp; forms. A good &amp;amp; great artist. You painted the world around you w/ beauty &amp;amp; passion. I feel sorry for those critics who don't understand what you painted. Many lacks imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by Ebb Tide to Lloyd's Art Info at 10:07 AM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-355988581567153095?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/355988581567153095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=355988581567153095&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/355988581567153095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/355988581567153095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-reply-to-critic-love-me-or.html' title='Lloyd Irving reply to the critic.. Love Me Or Leave Me!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LASlMt25xmA/TfDrBnehWvI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ym7H_OK7ENE/s72-c/masquerade.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-6577892483394074667</id><published>2011-06-09T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T02:43:29.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD Irving Bradbury I disaghree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8a0hOCIanc/TfDkGU0B79I/AAAAAAAACVI/CtetCOjszEg/s1600/bird%2Band%2Bflowers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616239532648296402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8a0hOCIanc/TfDkGU0B79I/AAAAAAAACVI/CtetCOjszEg/s400/bird%2Band%2Bflowers.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MODERN OIL PAINTING&lt;br /&gt;“It is not hard to understand modern art. If it hangs on a wall it's a painting, and if you can walk around it it's a sculpture.” Tom Stoppard (British playwright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new series are posts with insperational ideas. They all hang on my walls as this date. As I paint my clams they are all hers! Many come and go. but Marija fears I will stop painting. She etates:When they are gone we will not see them again; If I had keeeped all 500 or more of them the gallery would on the moon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-6577892483394074667?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/6577892483394074667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=6577892483394074667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6577892483394074667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/6577892483394074667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-i-disaghree.html' title='LLOYD Irving Bradbury I disaghree'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R8a0hOCIanc/TfDkGU0B79I/AAAAAAAACVI/CtetCOjszEg/s72-c/bird%2Band%2Bflowers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1474585578791168475</id><published>2011-06-08T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T11:54:12.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Thinks Vacation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feQ0lKUQw-k/Te_FRZAc35I/AAAAAAAACVA/fBDz6vUNAhI/s1600/tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feQ0lKUQw-k/Te_FRZAc35I/AAAAAAAACVA/fBDz6vUNAhI/s400/tree.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615924162915524498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist and vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A canvas is like a trip. You can plan a destination or not. We could have random trip as well without a specific destination once I decided to go around Lake Michigan. At that I had a partner that had not seen this area of this country. Just this memory spurs memories to paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I paint I do not just spill paint on canvas. The memory of past or present is my diction of my picture of a thousand words. I also use dreams of the future. Some times my expression of a mood is the object of my painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blank canvases begins the and the finished painting is my destination. My adventure leads me to use many sides of emaginationexpression  of self. This trip is the mosst fun . Although the complete trip gives great ratification. The record of this afventure is told on one page of canvas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1474585578791168475?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1474585578791168475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1474585578791168475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1474585578791168475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1474585578791168475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-thinks-vacation.html' title='Lloyd Irving Thinks Vacation...'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-feQ0lKUQw-k/Te_FRZAc35I/AAAAAAAACVA/fBDz6vUNAhI/s72-c/tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8726083953277910161</id><published>2011-06-06T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:48:54.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Does His Thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FKSyAUFq_k/Te2tpx2zi5I/AAAAAAAACUw/wbLfXPEa4xw/s1600/fruit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615335243670326162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FKSyAUFq_k/Te2tpx2zi5I/AAAAAAAACUw/wbLfXPEa4xw/s400/fruit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New needs need new techniques. And the modern artists have found new ways and new means of making their statements... the modern painter cannot express this age, the airplane, the atom bomb, the radio, in the old forms of the Renaissance or of any other past culture.&lt;br /&gt;-- Jackson Pollock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8726083953277910161?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8726083953277910161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8726083953277910161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8726083953277910161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8726083953277910161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-needs-need-new-techniques.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Does His Thing!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1FKSyAUFq_k/Te2tpx2zi5I/AAAAAAAACUw/wbLfXPEa4xw/s72-c/fruit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7760994290938663921</id><published>2011-06-05T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T04:59:11.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LLOYD Irving Bradbury EMail from a friend Not my Award but hers...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to share the news:&lt;br /&gt;I won the "Award of Excellence in Fiber Art" yesterday at the Naperville Woman's Club Fine Art Fair.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was also included in 2 newspaper articles in conjunction with the fair...you may read them on-line (you'll need to scroll through the photos in both place) at:  http://www.dailyherald.com/article/20110604/news/706049884/photos/EP1/  and  http://napervillesun.suntimes.com/photos/galleries/index.html?story=5737060&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you're local to us here, I hope to see you at the fair today!! &lt;br /&gt;Come see us between 10am and 5pm&lt;br /&gt;You'll find us just SOUTH of the Riverwalk all about the area of Webster &amp; Water Streets...in fact, my booth is right there at the end of the covered foot bridge!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tammy L Deck ~ ArtWear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TLD Design Center &amp; Gallery&lt;br /&gt;26 E Quincy St.&lt;br /&gt;Westmont, IL 60559&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ph: 630.963.9573&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;www.tlddesigns.com&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Regular Hours:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday through Saturday &lt;br /&gt;11 am to 6pm&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To view classes coming up this week:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tlddesigns.com/this.week.in.classes.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7760994290938663921?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7760994290938663921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7760994290938663921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7760994290938663921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7760994290938663921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-email-from-friend.html' title='LLOYD Irving Bradbury EMail from a friend Not my Award but hers...'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5007172779415755616</id><published>2011-06-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:53:31.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TN53pNhJvkc/TervmlfRJrI/AAAAAAAACUo/78Y-YcM_99c/s1600/Bird%2Bin%2Btree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TN53pNhJvkc/TervmlfRJrI/AAAAAAAACUo/78Y-YcM_99c/s400/Bird%2Bin%2Btree.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614563331648071346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCucnGqD0I0/Tero7ppnC_I/AAAAAAAACUg/9EbbfTvU5_4/s1600/101_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mCucnGqD0I0/Tero7ppnC_I/AAAAAAAACUg/9EbbfTvU5_4/s400/101_0490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614555996961049586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a blank Canvas. &lt;br /&gt;Description A blank canvas reminds us of life. It houses so much potential and so many opportunities for creativity, and the artist has the knowledge and the tools to make it into something beautiful. We are new creations, blank pages ready to be crafted into an incredible work that brings glory to the artist. Our lives are God’s canvas.&lt;br /&gt;In the most simple way, tomorrow without creativity is like a re-run of yesterday. Creativity realizes the blank canvas before it and begins to create something beautifully suspended in the endless white space. Our tomorrows should be filled with innovations and ideas that glorify the God who inspires creativity with His sheer greatness. Canvas will emphasize the invitation Jesus gives to experience real life, where being connected to God and joining in His cause for world restoration are at the center of who we are. And everything we were created to be, comes alive as we join our lives with His body&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5007172779415755616?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5007172779415755616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5007172779415755616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5007172779415755616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5007172779415755616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/life-is-blank-canvas.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TN53pNhJvkc/TervmlfRJrI/AAAAAAAACUo/78Y-YcM_99c/s72-c/Bird%2Bin%2Btree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4105285078209679605</id><published>2011-06-03T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T19:07:48.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury ...What Bugs Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuNw0SNBNu0/TekFrgnT5hI/AAAAAAAACUY/Hrn0b1HGk7Q/s1600/--static--ladybug_t.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 29px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614024655541364242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuNw0SNBNu0/TekFrgnT5hI/AAAAAAAACUY/Hrn0b1HGk7Q/s400/--static--ladybug_t.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2rPybzkgKc/TekExJBf_GI/AAAAAAAACUQ/BcCKi7cakCY/s1600/--static--ladybug_b.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614023652776344674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2rPybzkgKc/TekExJBf_GI/AAAAAAAACUQ/BcCKi7cakCY/s400/--static--ladybug_b.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady waiting to have her car fixedd. Yes it is a lady bug!!!&lt;br /&gt;so give a lady a hug... Thankyou Evaine Stahrr for the photo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atempt at a poem LLOYD IRVING Bradbury&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4105285078209679605?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4105285078209679605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4105285078209679605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4105285078209679605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4105285078209679605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-what-bugs-me.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury ...What Bugs Me'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OuNw0SNBNu0/TekFrgnT5hI/AAAAAAAACUY/Hrn0b1HGk7Q/s72-c/--static--ladybug_t.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4778359108865229345</id><published>2011-06-02T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T17:10:16.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Art Donation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYjfg2mx9Xc/TegmNjsVt_I/AAAAAAAACUE/HZuHPJMQFTQ/s1600/Art%2BRiverside%2BCallery%2BAuction.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613778949878691826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYjfg2mx9Xc/TegmNjsVt_I/AAAAAAAACUE/HZuHPJMQFTQ/s400/Art%2BRiverside%2BCallery%2BAuction.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4778359108865229345?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4778359108865229345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4778359108865229345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4778359108865229345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4778359108865229345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-art-donation.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury Art Donation'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GYjfg2mx9Xc/TegmNjsVt_I/AAAAAAAACUE/HZuHPJMQFTQ/s72-c/Art%2BRiverside%2BCallery%2BAuction.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4818255647990116776</id><published>2011-06-01T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T05:18:08.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury said....Co see this Art</title><content type='html'>June 4th &amp; 5th&lt;br /&gt;10 to 5 each day&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Naperville Woman's Club &lt;br /&gt;Fine Art Fair&lt;br /&gt;New Location:&lt;br /&gt;Webster &amp; Water Streets&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;at the riverwalk on foot? &lt;br /&gt;cross the river using the covered bridge&lt;br /&gt;by the dandelion fountain..  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Look for me with my Weaving Loom.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tammy L Deck ~ ArtWear&lt;br /&gt;TLD Design Center &amp; Gallery&lt;br /&gt;26 E Quincy St.&lt;br /&gt;Westmont, IL 60559&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ph: 630.963.9573&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;www.tlddesigns.com&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Regular Hours:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday through Saturday &lt;br /&gt;11 am to 6pm&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To view classes coming up this week:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tlddesigns.com/this.week.in.classes.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4818255647990116776?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/4818255647990116776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=4818255647990116776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4818255647990116776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/4818255647990116776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/06/lloyd-irving-bradbury-saidco-see-this.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury said....Co see this Art'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2236468719626716176</id><published>2011-05-23T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:40:59.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury at Riverside Art Show Last Sunday...IL</title><content type='html'>It was a pleasure meeting you this past weekend...thank you for your interest in my work. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I promised I'd send you my info since I didn't have my cards with me.  &lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll visit my website (link shown below) or maybe visit my studio in Westmont, IL one day.  &lt;br /&gt;I've added you to my e-mail contacts...so, I'll be certain to send you details on my up-coming art fairs. &lt;br /&gt;I look forward to crossing paths with you again very soon.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My very best regards,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tammy L Deck ~ ArtWear&lt;br /&gt;TLD Design Center &amp; Gallery&lt;br /&gt;26 E Quincy St.&lt;br /&gt;Westmont, IL 60559&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ph: 630.963.9573&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;www.tlddesigns.com&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Regular Hours:&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday through Saturday &lt;br /&gt;11 am to 6pm&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To view classes coming up this week:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.tlddesigns.com/this.week.in.classes.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2236468719626716176?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2236468719626716176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2236468719626716176&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2236468719626716176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2236468719626716176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/lloyd-irving-bradbury-at-riverside-art.html' title='Lloyd Irving Bradbury at Riverside Art Show Last Sunday...IL'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-215164989875817094</id><published>2011-05-23T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T05:08:43.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd I. Bradbury ...Flowers rising</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J__GAl4n7dw/TdsXzTl5-GI/AAAAAAAACT8/HcUlZZsQGLA/s1600/flowers%2Brising.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610103931020114018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J__GAl4n7dw/TdsXzTl5-GI/AAAAAAAACT8/HcUlZZsQGLA/s400/flowers%2Brising.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;Hi Lloyd! I am delighted that you are blogging &amp;amp; painting again. I admire this flower painting. The colors are so harmonious. Is it done w/ acrylics? What is the canvas size? Are you selling it? Pls. e-mail me your price. Have a nice week-end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-215164989875817094?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/215164989875817094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=215164989875817094&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/215164989875817094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/215164989875817094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_23.html' title='Lloyd I. Bradbury ...Flowers rising'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J__GAl4n7dw/TdsXzTl5-GI/AAAAAAAACT8/HcUlZZsQGLA/s72-c/flowers%2Brising.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8141118371260450058</id><published>2011-05-23T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:11:08.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Irving Bradbury Natural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctH2xzvdDuw/TdsTWYB_uaI/AAAAAAAACT0/HraT4Y3y44g/s1600/masquerade.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctH2xzvdDuw/TdsTWYB_uaI/AAAAAAAACT0/HraT4Y3y44g/s400/masquerade.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610099035948956066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man's folly hath enhanced the value of gold and silver because of their scarcity; whereas nature, like a kind parent, hath freely given us the best things, such as air, earth, and water, but hath hidden from us those which are vain and useless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8141118371260450058?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8141118371260450058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8141118371260450058&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8727717250880698739</id><published>2011-05-20T03:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T03:40:21.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate.&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:&lt;br /&gt;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- William ShakespeareCategories: William Shakespeare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8727717250880698739?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8727717250880698739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8727717250880698739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8727717250880698739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8727717250880698739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/william-shakespeare-quote-for-august-20.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5340990825550398575</id><published>2011-05-20T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T04:15:34.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poems and painting by Lloyd Irving Bradbury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5340990825550398575?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-4510024273271569464</id><published>2011-05-18T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:46:10.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsZ_JG8mj90/TdQFzcfDDZI/AAAAAAAACTs/iINfMjQWqMA/s1600/alien%2Bmother.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608113817360993682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsZ_JG8mj90/TdQFzcfDDZI/AAAAAAAACTs/iINfMjQWqMA/s400/alien%2Bmother.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stranger stands on a cliff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sounds a trumpet horn.&lt;br /&gt;The music from this song.&lt;br /&gt;Awakes the day's dawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon appears golden light&lt;br /&gt;Which chases dark night&lt;br /&gt;Another fine day to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creatures now come awake&lt;br /&gt;For there lives action to take.&lt;br /&gt;There worlds life they to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind begins its new flight&lt;br /&gt;Across sky, in flying birds sight&lt;br /&gt;To travel and gust with its might&lt;br /&gt;While tall trees hum breezes tune&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocks warm with rising sun.&lt;br /&gt;Heat to the suns endless fun&lt;br /&gt;Later, it s hot as days done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All to be repeated another day.&lt;br /&gt;Where flo9wers and rain play&lt;br /&gt;If super being wants it that&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-4510024273271569464?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GsZ_JG8mj90/TdQFzcfDDZI/AAAAAAAACTs/iINfMjQWqMA/s72-c/alien%2Bmother.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-330112191137787880</id><published>2011-05-12T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:40:03.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kPjkcCY2KU/Tcu8z-xuqdI/AAAAAAAACTk/YC9FwyBV03E/s1600/butterfly%2Bgarden.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kPjkcCY2KU/Tcu8z-xuqdI/AAAAAAAACTk/YC9FwyBV03E/s400/butterfly%2Bgarden.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605781762403641810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-330112191137787880?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/330112191137787880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=330112191137787880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/330112191137787880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/330112191137787880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7kPjkcCY2KU/Tcu8z-xuqdI/AAAAAAAACTk/YC9FwyBV03E/s72-c/butterfly%2Bgarden.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3261430390408744406</id><published>2011-05-11T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T06:18:11.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHFHgGxus7I/TcqMcj1G8OI/AAAAAAAACTc/Ap_h1KMvKL0/s1600/house%2Bby%2Brivers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHFHgGxus7I/TcqMcj1G8OI/AAAAAAAACTc/Ap_h1KMvKL0/s400/house%2Bby%2Brivers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605447108498223330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do as little harm to others as you can; make any sacrifice for your true friends; be responsible for yourself and ask nothing of others; and grab all the fun you can. Don't give much thought to yesterday, don't worry about tomorrow, live in the moment, and trust that your existence has meaning even when the world seems to be all blind chance and chaos. When life lands a hammer blow in your face, do your best to respond to the hammer as if it had been a cream pie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3261430390408744406?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3261430390408744406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3261430390408744406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3261430390408744406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3261430390408744406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/do-as-little-harm-to-others-as-you-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DHFHgGxus7I/TcqMcj1G8OI/AAAAAAAACTc/Ap_h1KMvKL0/s72-c/house%2Bby%2Brivers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8914792568104257685</id><published>2011-05-08T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T10:27:27.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt;Here are links to my art blogs:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Forever Art:&lt;br /&gt;http://forever-art.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;PAINT PRAY TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Evelyne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8914792568104257685?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8914792568104257685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8914792568104257685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8914792568104257685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8914792568104257685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/hi-lloyd-here-are-links-to-my-art-blogs.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7558186987537259711</id><published>2011-05-08T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:38:47.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http//paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7558186987537259711?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7558186987537259711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7558186987537259711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7558186987537259711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7558186987537259711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/httphttppaintpraytravel.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-1321146533756867873</id><published>2011-05-07T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T05:17:37.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember HER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxK6cBz-qdM/TcU4UMPya_I/AAAAAAAACTE/dYplht-OiH8/s1600/1chp2%2BMom.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxK6cBz-qdM/TcU4UMPya_I/AAAAAAAACTE/dYplht-OiH8/s200/1chp2%2BMom.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603947230868433906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old or New, we all have one . So this is a day to remember. Please remember the aged who need you to visit that no longer have a living Mother. An act of kindness ...LLOYD&lt;br /&gt;Ebb Tide has a new blog . OIt combines Art and Travel. A well done and interesting blog. THe following is an opening artical see the rest...PAINT PRAY TRAVEL&lt;br /&gt;TO PAINT...TO PRA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://paintpraytravel.blogspot.com/2011/04/memories-of-our-mother.html&lt;br /&gt;virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies.”-Proverbs 31:10&lt;br /&gt;Every year there is one special day put aside for mothers. What else could it be called but “Mother’s Day.” On this day we remember our mother who mattered to us and have also affected us in some profound, meaningful &amp;amp; permanent way. A mother is one person in our lives who has done more for us than anyone else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-1321146533756867873?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/1321146533756867873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=1321146533756867873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1321146533756867873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/1321146533756867873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/remember-her.html' title='Remember HER'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vxK6cBz-qdM/TcU4UMPya_I/AAAAAAAACTE/dYplht-OiH8/s72-c/1chp2%2BMom.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-2802114911357327338</id><published>2011-05-03T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:10:31.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ebb Tide Said...</title><content type='html'>Ebb Tide has left a new comment on your post "a note to Self": &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for posting this thought.&lt;br /&gt;I am back doing oil painting and&lt;br /&gt;as always Vincent Van Gogh continues to inspire me. I am working on a colorful scene that I saw when I was in Bangkok, Thailand-the floating market. I am using lots of complementary colors like Vincent. We'll see how it will come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-2802114911357327338?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/2802114911357327338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=2802114911357327338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2802114911357327338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/2802114911357327338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/ebb-tide-said.html' title='Ebb Tide Said...'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5136995561470914302</id><published>2011-05-01T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T16:06:06.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a note to Self</title><content type='html'>PARTING THOUGHT: I have read many books written on the life of Vincent Van Gogh. His life was very sad indeed. His happy masterpieces and vibrant colors were a sharp contrast to his unhappy life. He imagined a happy life but he was too frustrated with waves of problems and ended his life. On the lighter side, his artistic life is not in vain. Every time, I look at his paintings, I feel happy and inspired. Artists should continue to create art, no matter how difficult one's circumstances are. God gave us this creative gifts to inspire and make others happy. To those who are gifted with other creative talents, you can also be an inspiration in different ways. &lt;br /&gt;Posted by Ebb Tide at 4:22 PM 23 comments Links to this post  Labels: Painting, Photos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5136995561470914302?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5136995561470914302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5136995561470914302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5136995561470914302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5136995561470914302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/note-to-self.html' title='a note to Self'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-9035667634473146019</id><published>2011-05-01T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:31:20.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFOY0jatmi0/Tb3fJCBvKeI/AAAAAAAACS8/A-uOrX5hzds/s1600/Creation%2Bline%2Bart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFOY0jatmi0/Tb3fJCBvKeI/AAAAAAAACS8/A-uOrX5hzds/s400/Creation%2Bline%2Bart.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601878857774737890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus of Nazareth, without money and arms, conquered more millions than Alexander the Great, Caesar, Mohammed, and Napoleon; without science and learning, he shed more light on things human and divine than all philosophers and scholars combined; without the eloquence of school, he spoke such words of life as were never spoken before or since, and produced effects which lie beyond the reach of orator or poet; without writing a single line, he set more pens in motion, and furnished themes for more sermons, orations, discussions, learned volumes, works of art, and songs of praise than the whole army of great men of ancient and modern times.&lt;br /&gt;-- Philip Schaff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-9035667634473146019?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/9035667634473146019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=9035667634473146019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9035667634473146019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/9035667634473146019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesus-of-nazareth-without-money-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VFOY0jatmi0/Tb3fJCBvKeI/AAAAAAAACS8/A-uOrX5hzds/s72-c/Creation%2Bline%2Bart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-3965711272968354540</id><published>2011-04-23T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:02:02.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstract Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vis7XWl2PCE/TbKp5VFDFcI/AAAAAAAACSs/YIFbUvuFJ2k/s1600/abstract%2Bperson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 289px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598724089150903746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vis7XWl2PCE/TbKp5VFDFcI/AAAAAAAACSs/YIFbUvuFJ2k/s400/abstract%2Bperson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ARTFUL ADVENTURE#2&lt;br /&gt;"The unexplainable thing in nature that makes me feel the world is big far beyond my understanding-to understand maybe by trying to put it into form. To find the feeling of infinity on the horizon line or just over the next hill." Georgia O'Keeffe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM SANDY Carlsen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.: Kindness&lt;br /&gt;"This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness." So says the Dalai Lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love your enemies! Do good to them! Lend to them! And don't be concerned that they might not repay. Then your reward from heaven will be very great, and you will truly be acting as children of the Most High, for he is kind to the unthankful and to those who are wicked." So says Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our time: "Kindness--an everyday by-product of all the great virtues--is at once the simplest and most weighty discipline human beings can practice," according to Krista Tippett in her spiritual memoir Speaking of Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the words of my friend Ebb Tide a Great Artist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebb Tide has left a new comment on your post "a note to Self": &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Lloyd,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for posting this thought.&lt;br /&gt;I am back doing oil painting and&lt;br /&gt;as always Vincent Van Gogh continues to inspire me. I am working on a colorful scene that I saw when I was in Bangkok, Thailand-the floating market. I am using lots of complementary colors like Vincent. We'll see how it will come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-3965711272968354540?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/3965711272968354540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=3965711272968354540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3965711272968354540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/3965711272968354540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/04/abstract-cross.html' title='Abstract Cross'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vis7XWl2PCE/TbKp5VFDFcI/AAAAAAAACSs/YIFbUvuFJ2k/s72-c/abstract%2Bperson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-5277732639549323471</id><published>2011-04-22T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T05:38:47.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1. First, God the Father sent His only begotten Son (Jesus). That whosoever believes in Him, have eternal life.- John 3:16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zAO8zZnAzg/TbF2yWThC_I/AAAAAAAACSk/QqTlDfaf_cQ/s1600/Lloyd%2527s_first_painting_Ever%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zAO8zZnAzg/TbF2yWThC_I/AAAAAAAACSk/QqTlDfaf_cQ/s400/Lloyd%2527s_first_painting_Ever%2521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598386419151211506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-5277732639549323471?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/5277732639549323471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=5277732639549323471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5277732639549323471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/5277732639549323471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-first-god-father-sent-his-only.html' title='1. First, God the Father sent His only begotten Son (Jesus). That whosoever believes in Him, have eternal life.- John 3:16'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zAO8zZnAzg/TbF2yWThC_I/AAAAAAAACSk/QqTlDfaf_cQ/s72-c/Lloyd%2527s_first_painting_Ever%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-180119487150664771</id><published>2011-04-12T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T03:18:42.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lloyd Bradbury at Blind RehabUnit Gettting Art Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8tjWO59jXw/TaWKngK2BMI/AAAAAAAACSc/opZz-alErQg/s1600/nature%2Bpeople.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595030523332658370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8tjWO59jXw/TaWKngK2BMI/AAAAAAAACSc/opZz-alErQg/s200/nature%2Bpeople.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGAWMUmHt6E/TaP_ztS0dUI/AAAAAAAACSU/tvsbkHyoNPI/s1600/VA%2Bart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594596425921230146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bGAWMUmHt6E/TaP_ztS0dUI/AAAAAAAACSU/tvsbkHyoNPI/s400/VA%2Bart1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I won an Art Award at Vet Hosp. Now out of Blind Rehab Center after 2 Months. Comments: CONGRATULATIONS Lloyd! You DESERVE the award. Glad you are home. Nice to see your photo. I started another art blog called "PAINT PRAY &amp;amp; TRAVEL." No rush! When you have time, do visit: http://paintpraytravel.blogspot. com/ # posted by Ebb Tide : 12&lt;br /&gt;:32 PM Post a Comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments: &lt;br /&gt;Hi Lloyd! You're colors are bright and vibrating. I loved them. I just finished a giant white foam billboard as decoration for our Easter service. We are also using John 3:16 for our theme. "GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD." Will take photo of my art project &amp; will e-mail it later. "Have a Wonderful Easter."&lt;br /&gt;# posted by  Ebb Tide : 8:14 AM   &lt;br /&gt;Post a Comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-180119487150664771?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/180119487150664771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=180119487150664771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/180119487150664771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/180119487150664771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='Lloyd Bradbury at Blind RehabUnit Gettting Art Award'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t8tjWO59jXw/TaWKngK2BMI/AAAAAAAACSc/opZz-alErQg/s72-c/nature%2Bpeople.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7054039037046203212</id><published>2011-03-13T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:05:58.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Blind Art Art"  Special Chapter 11</title><content type='html'>Chapter 11 Introduction.doc&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 11 Introduction.doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Many times we think we are alone.  We don’t realize that we touch a lot of people as we go through life.  Sometimes we touch them so softly, that we think we have not touched them at all.  They in turn think they have no influence on you with their friendship or casual meeting.  &lt;br /&gt;   In the movie, “It’s a Wonderful Life,” the movie character, Mr. Bailey wishes he were never born, an angel grants his wish.  He awakes to find a world that he was never part of.  The effect of him not existing allows evil and catastrophes to flourish.  This brings him back to reality.  He realizes that one’s life affects others.&lt;br /&gt;   I use this example to illustrate your life’s travel and how it changes other people.  So now I will try to tell you how others have affected me.&lt;br /&gt;   All life is an adventure for good or evil.  But this adventure is meaningless if you do not inspire and help others with their adversities.  Also, you will share in their triumphs.  Do this not for the rewards, but for the satisfaction of doing good.&lt;br /&gt;   This chapter shows my path through life.  I will try to show you my inspirations and associations with friends.  All have contributed to my well being.  I have picked all categories of inspiration.  This might inspire you as well as it did me.Comments: &lt;br /&gt;WELCOME BACK! Good to see you blogging again my friend. Thanks for sharing this part of your book. Could hardly wait to read all the chapters.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by  Ebb Tide : 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7054039037046203212?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7054039037046203212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7054039037046203212&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7054039037046203212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7054039037046203212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/03/blind-art-aart-booka-chapter-i.html' title='&quot;Blind Art Art&quot;  Special Chapter 11'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7512426868645595919</id><published>2011-01-22T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:23:27.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Forgives</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTthsssWgHI/AAAAAAAACR8/_7sbXoeZuks/s1600/Trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565149185085702258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTthsssWgHI/AAAAAAAACR8/_7sbXoeZuks/s400/Trail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing grace! How sweet the sound&lt;br /&gt;That saved a wretch like me.&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost, but now am found,&lt;br /&gt;Was blind, but now I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- John Newton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;I am going into VA hospital for 4 to 6 wks.&lt;br /&gt;Nits Star will be liaison for the pantry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will attend church on a weekend pass.&lt;br /&gt;But be excused from Deacon meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Cheery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLOYD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you well with your hospital stay.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by Greenearth : 11:54 AM&lt;br /&gt;Amazing gGrace is one of my favorite hymn when I first became a Christian. I didn't know John Newton rote it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks 4 visiting my blog. I am looking forward 2 ur new art book. Sounds interesting! I hope u get well soon. A month in the VA hospital seems too long.&lt;br /&gt;# posted by Ebb Tide : 9:58 AM&lt;br /&gt;Post a Comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was John Newton, a reformed slave ship captain, who wrote this beloved hymn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7512426868645595919?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7512426868645595919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7512426868645595919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7512426868645595919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7512426868645595919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/01/amazing-grace-how-sweet-sound-that.html' title='God Forgives'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTthsssWgHI/AAAAAAAACR8/_7sbXoeZuks/s72-c/Trail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7784215416477778834</id><published>2011-01-20T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T17:30:56.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning!!!!</title><content type='html'>A golden retriever was heard sounding  a message fom a cel phone unfortionly it came from its stomach! The  vet renoved it along with a plqastic doll. Polomers Lloydtast good! The vet says this is not uncommon! So watch your cel phone or it may become dog food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady dropped her cell into the reptile exhibit An allegate swallowed it. The Zoo keepers said it rang continiously. The lady wanted her phone back. The zoo keeper told her to reach in the allegators mouth and get it. He wont bite. She said that’s a lot of Crock!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7784215416477778834?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7784215416477778834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7784215416477778834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7784215416477778834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7784215416477778834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/01/warning.html' title='Warning!!!!'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-7634186636906515871</id><published>2011-01-17T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:10:08.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTUEgTpfC9I/AAAAAAAACR0/gTaHBVnXqRk/s1600/DSCN0764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTUEgTpfC9I/AAAAAAAACR0/gTaHBVnXqRk/s400/DSCN0764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563357867762715602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The institutions of human society treat us as parts of a machine. They assign us ranks and place considerable pressure upon us to fulfill defined roles. We need something to help us restore our lost and distorted humanity. Each of us has feelings that have been suppressed and have built up inside. There is a voiceless cry resting in the depths of our souls, waiting for expression. Art gives the soul's feelings voice and form.&lt;br /&gt;-- Daisaku Ikeda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-7634186636906515871?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/7634186636906515871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=7634186636906515871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7634186636906515871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/7634186636906515871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/01/why-art.html' title='Why Art'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTUEgTpfC9I/AAAAAAAACR0/gTaHBVnXqRk/s72-c/DSCN0764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14845403.post-8355808381770464678</id><published>2011-01-14T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T06:01:20.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After reading reading I painted this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTBWwC86QYI/AAAAAAAACRs/j91sZ9Min38/s1600/DSCN0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562040923228619138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTBWwC86QYI/AAAAAAAACRs/j91sZ9Min38/s400/DSCN0757.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greg Finnegan said...&lt;br /&gt;I see the cross, and he shadow of His body, and footprints in the sand. The great picture reminds me of this story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets, other times there was only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could only see one set of prints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I said to the Lord:&lt;br /&gt;"You promised me Lord that if I followed you, You would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of prints in the sand. Why, dear Lord, when you were needed the most, have you not been there for me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord replied:&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, but the years when you have only seen one pair of footprints, my son - that's when I was carrying you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14845403-8355808381770464678?l=lloydsart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/feeds/8355808381770464678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14845403&amp;postID=8355808381770464678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8355808381770464678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14845403/posts/default/8355808381770464678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lloydsart.blogspot.com/2011/01/greg-finnegan-said.html' title='After reading reading I painted this...'/><author><name>Lloyd Irving Bradbury</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02244975343544170209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TE8mbN4yQwI/AAAAAAAACI4/uPCi1ZyJqnk/S220/Plant_Man__2self_101599.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ApAuTiKTu7s/TTBWwC86QYI/AAAAAAAACRs/j91sZ9Min38/s72-c/DSCN0757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
