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Love hurts, rejection can be fatal.

Today I write with heavy heart. The friend I thought I had have left. The girl he loved broke up with him. So he decided he no longer wants to live. He packed his bags and left my house. He broke my heart, he did not even say goodbye. This story started about a year and a half ago. My husband’s friend asked if he can come for a visit, we had a spare bedroom so we agreed. It was a friend he has not seen in about 30 years. Time is nothing when you put a real friendship to the test. One day he called in and said: “I will be arriving in 2 days, can you pick me up from the airport?” With the time of his arrival, it made more sense for me to pick him up, so I did that. The airport is not far from my work, so I went and picked him up. My husband picked him up from my work a few hours later. In the evening when we got home we introduced him to my son and his GF, showed him his room, his bathroom and showed him the house. He surprised me when he picked up cleaning supplies a

Looking into the soul of William Haubert

This is not my usual post. This is a repost of the comment that was written about my dear friend and a true Partner-in-Art William Haubert.  Sk Chandan Ali   My dear brother "Will"  Haubert , if any day I am asked about you as a person, I must say that you are one of those people who relentlessly seek beatification in a realm of pain. Now why I mentioned "pain"? Your works told me. I know many will be taking me as lunatic, but yes, when I dissect someone as an artist, his/her arts often "talk" to me. That's why I tell people that my research will take minimum 48 or 72 hours, that's why I tell them to provide documents/pictures/writings so that I can learn about them. I have a deep-rooted idea (tell assumption) of you (which I didn't tell) and it says that you battle with your own self to distract your own into something you love to get transformed. That is something which I realized first when I again inspected "Light & Shadow"

Color me pretty

It's always a fun shoot when there is paint involved. I could not say no to such a fun shoot, even though I had to drive an hour to it. Traffic was not bad at all, at some point I felt like I was the only one driving on the road. The weather could have been better, but considering the shoot was indoors I really did not care, so with the audiobook on I drove. Upon arrival, I saw a very old building, and the photographer said that he needs to let me in, so as soon as I arrived, I sent him a text that I was at his door. I was expecting to see an older guy, but I was mistaken. He was about my age, very handsome, dirty blond hair down to his shoulders, very pleasant smile. We walked into the building and he said it was on the second floor all the way back. I walked up the steps, and started looking up, he had framed pictures of his art all over and going up as well, so I started walking up, following the art, he said that we can do a tour of the building, and we did. Upstairs was