Category Archives: Flotsam


Reboot 3.0

I have felt the need to create again – work has become monotonous, like fifty shades of grey and without all the S&M fun.

My art needs to happen, my brain is filled with items that want to be found, unearthed, carved of light, clay and everything else.

So, I am getting back here, trying to make the world more colored. Splashes of color that will form into different streams.  I have added two items to Collections – one for physical art, one of computer applications I am toying with.


Block Spam


Today was interesting – I have comments, love comments – but sadly, they weren’t REAL comments.  They were SPAM – well, not really SPAM – a delicious concoction of Pork Shoulder and ham.. MMM, when cubed, grilled with scrambled eggs – Divine.

No, this was spam in Russian.  Seems I have a ton of Russian people who read this blog (or at least sign up, so they can comment with Spam for Russian gimmicks).

So, I deleted a bunch of Spam and am ready to look forward to using a new tool that I have and maybe I’ll post up something I find on my adventures this weekend.

Oh, and before I forget: Я люблю, когда российские посетители, но, пожалуйста, не оставляйте спам

May all your trips be Wonder Full!
Uncle Chris

tarot-moonOne’s feet are always at the end of their legs. At least, most days. I have been on quite a long, and strange trip, yet seem to have never left.
Darkness was a part of it, light as well, and some fun times of transition. Cobwebs and Pumpkins, a Cheshire cat, and something above the darkness of caves – the light of collaboration. New friends, old enemies, new enemies and old friends.

Yep, my memories are a jumble at times, I blame the fermented drinks natives tend to ply me with. Can’t ignore a good drink, or dodge a fireball.

I travel again in a few weeks time, again a group of natives who work their magic. I can’t believe it has been two years since I put pixel to database and crafted in light and magnetic fields. But, I think that I will be happy with the outcome of this. It feels right, this time. Right. This time. :) Time will tell (rarely can it keep secrets from those who know where to look), as does a new moon yesterday – a time for making and creating and finding the glittery among the motes of darkness and light.

I know many would love to say at this point in their journey, they promise to make it here, but then we both know the Universe. I am only to be where I am, and to promise to be elsewhere, well, is a false promise. :) A promise, is a promise and one that should always be kept.

May all your trips be Wonder full!
Uncle Chris