<?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-661569185803817448</id><updated>2012-01-28T23:03:02.625-08:00</updated><category term='moving'/><category term='beer'/><category term='polysics'/><category term='enlightenment'/><category term='foodless'/><category term='new ink'/><category term='intaglio print'/><category term='bodywork'/><category term='sketches'/><category term='bettering yourself'/><category term='bliss'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='music'/><category term='microns'/><category term='pdx'/><category term='compassion'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='algernon cadwallader'/><category term='life'/><category term='squid'/><category term='dreaming'/><category term='travel'/><category term='yoga'/><category term='hobo cat'/><category term='swimming'/><category term='Dia de los Muertos'/><category term='black and grey'/><category term='humility'/><category term='tibetan skull'/><category term='relief print'/><category term='dating. realization'/><category term='pranayama'/><category term='illustration'/><category term='cosmic vibes'/><category term='Women artist revolution'/><category term='RVIVR'/><category term='printmaking'/><category term='yogic philosophy'/><category term='humpback whale'/><category term='feelin'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='love'/><category term='unicycle'/><category term='progress'/><category term='changes'/><category term='feminist movement'/><title type='text'>Life Is Something To Laugh About</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-6867430984041501194</id><published>2012-01-25T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T17:30:19.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women artist revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feminist movement'/><title type='text'>Women Artist Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I had never heard of any of these women (and one man) until I&lt;br /&gt;watched  Women Artist Revolution (W.A.R.) I'm very lucky to&lt;br /&gt;have been able to  view it!! I recommend that anyone who has&lt;br /&gt;an interest in the arts,  history, sociology, gender studies, being&lt;br /&gt;a well rounded person,  whatever, to watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eleanor Antin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist and Filmmaker, Professor Emeritus, UC San Diego &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janine Antoni&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and MacArthur Fellow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judith Baca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Muralist, Director/ Founder, Social and Public Art Center (SPARC), Professor,     UCLA&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judith Brodsky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Printmaker and Professor Emerita in the Department of Visual Arts at     Mason Gross School of the Arts, Rutgers, the State University of New Jersey.     Founder of the Rutgers Center for Innovative Print and Paper in 1976&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cornelia Butler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Chief Curator, Department of Drawings, Museum of Modern Art Curator,     WACK! Art and the Feminist Revolution&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tammy Rae Carland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist, Writer and Photography Chair, California College of the Arts (CCA)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Judy Chicago&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Founder, Feminist Art Programs at Fresno and CalArts Founder,     Feminist Studio Workshop and the Los Angeles Women’s Building&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alexandra Chowaniec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beatriz da Costa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Robotic Artist and Professor, UC Irvine Former Member, Critical Art Ensemble&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Claire Daigle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Professor in the School of Interdisciplinary Studies, San Francisco Art     Institute, Writer, Art Historian, and Critic &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sheila De Bretteville&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist, Chair, Art and Design, Yale University, Founder, Los Angeles     Women’s Building&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mary Beth Edelson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Organizer, 1st National Conference for Women in the Visual     Arts, Washington D.C. Active Participant in A.I.R. Gallery and the Heresies     Collective&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Howard Fox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Senior Curator, Los Angeles County Museum of Art Curator, Eleanor Antin     and Made in California: Art, Image, and Identity 1900-2000&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Susan Grode&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Partner of KMZR Law Firm Legal representation for Judy Chicago, The Dinner     Party, and Numerous Feminist Artists&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guerrilla Girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Organization of anonymous gorilla-masked avengers fighting sexism and     racism in the art world&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harmony Hammond&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist, Art Writer and Independent Curator, Co-founder of A.I.R. Gallery     and co-editor of Heresies Feminist Art Journal, Professor, University of     Arizona (Tucson).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alanna Heiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Founder and Director of P.S. 1 Contemporary Art Center&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lynn Hershman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Filmmaker&lt;br /&gt; Professor Emeritus, UC Davis, Chair, San Francisco Art Institute Film   Department&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amelia Jones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Professor and Pilkington Chair, Art History and Visual Studies, School     of Arts, Histories, and Cultures, University of Manchester&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miranda July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Performance Artist, Filmmaker, Author&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yael Kanarek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Rockefeller New Media Fellow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Kelley&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist, Filmmaker, Musician&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce Kozloff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist, Founding Member, Heresies Feminist Art Journal Founding Member,     Pattern and Decoration Movement&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robert Kushner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Founding Member, Pattern and Decoration Movement&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suzanne Lacy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Installation, Video, and Performance Artist Chair, Art Department, Otis     College of Art and Design&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Krista G. Lynes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Professor in the School of Interdisciplinary Studies, San Francisco Art     Institute, Writer, Art Historian, and Critic &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Howardena Pindell&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Professor, Art Department, SUNY Stony Brook&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yvonne Rainer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dancer, Filmmaker, Professor, UC Irvine&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maura Reilly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Curator, Elizabeth A. Sackler Center for Feminist Art Co-curator (with     Linda Nochlin), Global Feminisms&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B. Ruby Rich&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Film Critic, Film Festival Programmer, and Professor, UC Santa Cruz Author     of Chick Flicks: Theories and Memories of the Feminist Film Movement &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Ringgold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist, Writer, Children’s Book Author Founder, Where We At and WASBAL, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martha Rosler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist, Author, and Professor, Rutgers University&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moira Roth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Writer, Feminist Art Historian, Professor, Mills College Author of Amazing     Decade: Women and Performance Art, 1970-1980&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Rosenthal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Performance Artist and Founder, Womanspace, Los Angeles Artistic Director     and Performer with The Rachel Rosenthal Company&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Elizabeth A. Sackler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Public Historian and President of Arthur M. Sackler Foundation Benefactor     and Founder, Elizabeth A. Sackler Center for Feminist Art, Brooklyn Museum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miriam Schapiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Founding Member, Pattern and Decoration Movement Co-founder,     Feminist Art Program at CalArts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lowery Stokes Sims&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; President and Curator, The Studio Museum in Harlem Former Curator of     Modern Art, Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Silvia Sleigh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nancy Spero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Activist, Founding Member of A.I.R Gallery&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcia Tucker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Founder and Former Director, New Museum of Contemporary Art Curator,     Bad Girls and Former Curator of Painting and Sculpture, Whitney Museum&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camille Utterback&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Programmer in the field of interactive installation. Taught     in the MFA Design of Technology department at the Parsons School of Design,     and the Interactive Telecommunication Program at New York University&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cecilia Vicuña&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Poet, Filmmaker and Performance Artist&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faith Wilding&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist and Professor, School of the Art Institute of Chicago Founding     member, Feminist Art Program at CalArts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Martha Wilson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Performance Artist and Founding Director, Franklin Furnace Archive, Inc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-6867430984041501194?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/6867430984041501194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/women-artist-revolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6867430984041501194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6867430984041501194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/women-artist-revolution.html' title='Women Artist Revolution'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-5656871472660056580</id><published>2012-01-24T11:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T11:54:55.681-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printmaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intaglio print'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief print'/><title type='text'>PRINTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuRVJN6neZU/Tx8JyLRe-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Uy7I_97KaJU/s1600/2012-01-24_11-34-55_52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuRVJN6neZU/Tx8JyLRe-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Uy7I_97KaJU/s320/2012-01-24_11-34-55_52.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701286410898569906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mixed media on plastic sheet. Intaglio print 11' x 15'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WI6m4owmpVA/Tx8JrWg6VlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nGQT59HdOy0/s1600/2012-01-24_11-35-44_205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WI6m4owmpVA/Tx8JrWg6VlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/nGQT59HdOy0/s320/2012-01-24_11-35-44_205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701286293656983122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mixed media on cardboard. Intaglio print 11' x 15'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eDRfqbQ752o/Tx8JkhWbUvI/AAAAAAAAALo/IIW-jwic_Jw/s1600/2012-01-24_11-35-21_188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eDRfqbQ752o/Tx8JkhWbUvI/AAAAAAAAALo/IIW-jwic_Jw/s320/2012-01-24_11-35-21_188.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701286176306713330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dry point on foam board. Relief print 11' x 15' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; The quarter is starting off really well. I've been pretty on top of&lt;br /&gt;my school work, I mean look I already have three prints!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a total loss, ugh I dislike thinking about it. The&lt;br /&gt;night before I had too much caffeine and couldn't rest fully. In&lt;br /&gt;the morning I had breakfast with a gorgeous man but the rest of&lt;br /&gt;the day dragged on. Could hardly keep my eyes open in class and&lt;br /&gt;spent my time at home half awake. Today will be better, going to&lt;br /&gt;be super productive and get all kindz of stuff done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-5656871472660056580?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/5656871472660056580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/prints.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5656871472660056580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5656871472660056580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/prints.html' title='PRINTS'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RuRVJN6neZU/Tx8JyLRe-rI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Uy7I_97KaJU/s72-c/2012-01-24_11-34-55_52.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2682680324601419611</id><published>2012-01-22T14:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T14:43:04.411-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>Fun with microns</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ_t-yHRNJE/TxyQrIcyLaI/AAAAAAAAALc/WnLFqGAkOyE/s1600/Scan%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ_t-yHRNJE/TxyQrIcyLaI/AAAAAAAAALc/WnLFqGAkOyE/s320/Scan%2B5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700590299021192610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdAPm8_f78I/TxyQiEqRfMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/goxk9-SGo-Q/s1600/Scan%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cdAPm8_f78I/TxyQiEqRfMI/AAAAAAAAALQ/goxk9-SGo-Q/s320/Scan%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700590143385205954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Drew these little guys for some friends of mine. School is in full swing again and I must say I am actually enjoying it. Hopefully I'll have some prints up soonish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2682680324601419611?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2682680324601419611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-with-microns.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2682680324601419611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2682680324601419611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-with-microns.html' title='Fun with microns'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sQ_t-yHRNJE/TxyQrIcyLaI/AAAAAAAAALc/WnLFqGAkOyE/s72-c/Scan%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-3170627569927401091</id><published>2011-12-08T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T19:47:35.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yogic philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='printmaking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodywork'/><title type='text'>Prints, Prints, Prints!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sO7aVzLLFU/TuGD7gsb0bI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xXl2bGQlWsM/s1600/2011-12-08_19-15-27_325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sO7aVzLLFU/TuGD7gsb0bI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xXl2bGQlWsM/s320/2011-12-08_19-15-27_325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683969263130104242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ0GX-9gUFY/TuGD3bKaQuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VyPKYwv--v0/s1600/2011-12-08_19-17-53_533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZ0GX-9gUFY/TuGD3bKaQuI/AAAAAAAAAIs/VyPKYwv--v0/s320/2011-12-08_19-17-53_533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683969192925741794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zatUIHEB6pE/TuGDync5SuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LLOyjUB78_E/s1600/2011-12-08_19-18-32_259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zatUIHEB6pE/TuGDync5SuI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LLOyjUB78_E/s320/2011-12-08_19-18-32_259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683969110325152482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PvIPBdOXyY/TuGDnz1y43I/AAAAAAAAAII/wLrDD1IYrE0/s1600/Resampled_2011-12-08_19-21-19_555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4PvIPBdOXyY/TuGDnz1y43I/AAAAAAAAAII/wLrDD1IYrE0/s320/Resampled_2011-12-08_19-21-19_555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683968924672254834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSt3eqn-1B8/TuGDsTZLa2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Tipz4CWWjNY/s1600/Resampled_2011-12-08_19-19-49_605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 209px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSt3eqn-1B8/TuGDsTZLa2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/Tipz4CWWjNY/s320/Resampled_2011-12-08_19-19-49_605.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683969001861639010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  My body of work from Intro. to Printmaking at Portland State University, Fall quarter, 2011.&lt;br /&gt;All are printed from zinc plates and are hand inked with india ink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-3170627569927401091?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/3170627569927401091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/12/prints-prints-prints.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3170627569927401091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3170627569927401091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/12/prints-prints-prints.html' title='Prints, Prints, Prints!!!'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0sO7aVzLLFU/TuGD7gsb0bI/AAAAAAAAAI4/xXl2bGQlWsM/s72-c/2011-12-08_19-15-27_325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2119851721448466195</id><published>2011-11-24T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T14:37:21.355-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dia de los Muertos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pdx'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='algernon cadwallader'/><title type='text'>Portland is a magical vortex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="songText2" style="font-size: 11px;" class="protected"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Moving&lt;br /&gt;Steady now&lt;br /&gt;Steady now&lt;br /&gt;Steady now&lt;br /&gt;About one&lt;br /&gt;Mile per hour&lt;br /&gt;Mile per hour&lt;br /&gt;Mile per hour&lt;br /&gt;Upwards&lt;br /&gt;Slow and steady&lt;br /&gt;Slow and steady&lt;br /&gt;Slow&lt;br /&gt;And I've never been more&lt;br /&gt;Touched by&lt;br /&gt;Girls hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty little fingers&lt;br /&gt;They will become the stars&lt;br /&gt;The world is&lt;br /&gt;A rolling stone&lt;br /&gt;Simultaneously gathering and&lt;br /&gt;Hunting&lt;br /&gt;They will become the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THESE MAGIC MOMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iETumj--zis/Ts6YQUGgBXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wcF1q_MDGfs/s1600/eka%2B%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iETumj--zis/Ts6YQUGgBXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wcF1q_MDGfs/s320/eka%2B%252811%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678643586202076530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2119851721448466195?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2119851721448466195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/11/portland-is-magical-vortex.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2119851721448466195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2119851721448466195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/11/portland-is-magical-vortex.html' title='Portland is a magical vortex'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iETumj--zis/Ts6YQUGgBXI/AAAAAAAAAF0/wcF1q_MDGfs/s72-c/eka%2B%252811%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2544733941287746146</id><published>2011-07-17T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:55:49.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='algernon cadwallader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Living through music I guess you could say.</title><content type='html'>Its ridiculous how much I listen to music. I'm constantly singing,&lt;br /&gt;lyrics always running through my mind, so much so that I'll be in&lt;br /&gt;a car other than my own, or out somewhere with friends, at the&lt;br /&gt;movies or whatever and I'll have moments where I'm wishing&lt;br /&gt;that I was listening to a particular song instead of doing&lt;br /&gt;whatever I'm doing. I guess you could call it obsessive but music&lt;br /&gt;just means so much to me. Plain and simple. I get such a thrill&lt;br /&gt;and so many emotions running through me when I listen to&lt;br /&gt;songs that I love. I relate to them so much. I've had Algernon&lt;br /&gt;Cadwallader songs playing in my head for the last three days, I&lt;br /&gt;don't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like the next step is to start playing music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2544733941287746146?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2544733941287746146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-through-music-i-guess-you-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2544733941287746146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2544733941287746146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/07/living-through-music-i-guess-you-could.html' title='Living through music I guess you could say.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-7797372194220780242</id><published>2011-06-29T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T09:02:18.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreaming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bettering yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swimming'/><title type='text'>Doubt, my usual downfall</title><content type='html'>The move to Portland is nearing closer and closer. Guess you could say that I'm nervous or apprehensive, but excited all the more. I had a dream last night that I gained about 30 pounds and had a big hump on my back. These feelings that I have are extra baggage, weighing me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this really awful feeling on Tuesday. Feelings of pain on my neck and shoulders and one sharp pain around my left hip. After I had a tough conversation that I had been avoiding all these pains went away, I felt lighter. Its amazing what the body can do. Now I have to have the conversation with myself. Get myself out of bed in the morning and outside, even though I think sleeping in is "luxurious" because I don't have any other obligations in the morning and I should "take advantage" of the extra sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dream I had there was also a lot of swimming in pools. Its been on my mind. Its summer and I really enjoy swimming. Art will be posted later, I've been meaning to put some up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-7797372194220780242?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/7797372194220780242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/06/doubt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7797372194220780242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7797372194220780242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/06/doubt.html' title='Doubt, my usual downfall'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-9023032489925182716</id><published>2011-04-22T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T09:40:48.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bliss'/><title type='text'>Blissed Out</title><content type='html'>Feeling the love!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-9023032489925182716?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/9023032489925182716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/04/blissed-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/9023032489925182716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/9023032489925182716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/04/blissed-out.html' title='Blissed Out'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-4117745482722929935</id><published>2011-04-11T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T00:53:29.405-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polysics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cosmic vibes'/><title type='text'>Feelin' It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dziiL1OzVjs" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-4117745482722929935?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/4117745482722929935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/04/feelin-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4117745482722929935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4117745482722929935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/04/feelin-good.html' title='Feelin&apos; It!'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dziiL1OzVjs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1825279294152759054</id><published>2011-02-23T22:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T23:00:05.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating. realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letting go'/><title type='text'>like children with spongy bones, rubber band muscles and perfect posture.</title><content type='html'>Got my foot behind my head today. Yay for small accomplishments! I credit the amazing massage I enjoyed earlier in the day. Still haven't figured out the technique to balancing compass pose, but in due time, in due time. I give it a week! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending a lot of time quietly contemplating my existence and sweating buckets. Its been good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to San Francisco is nearing, March 10th you will come too soon! I am super stoked. Can't wait to have four days with beautiful faces surrounding me and ever more gorgeous hearts. I may not come back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1825279294152759054?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1825279294152759054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-children-with-spongy-bones-rubber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1825279294152759054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1825279294152759054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-children-with-spongy-bones-rubber.html' title='like children with spongy bones, rubber band muscles and perfect posture.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1544235620048206626</id><published>2011-02-01T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:31:37.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating. realization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Focused</title><content type='html'>I can safely say that I am now completely single, no attachments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good. It took about a week of silence on my part to realize just how I feel as a person, and I need to improve on finding happiness and contentment within myself and not someone else. Especially if I'm not completely satisfied with the person I'm seeing. I'll find that puzzle piece one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1544235620048206626?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1544235620048206626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/02/focused.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1544235620048206626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1544235620048206626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/02/focused.html' title='Focused'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-4918453539885200353</id><published>2011-01-26T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:02:19.321-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pranayama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life Force</title><content type='html'>Always a fresh new breath of air unknown to my body every time I inhale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I exhale collectively I expel the stagnant prana trapped within me, within us as a whole, bringing new life into each and every soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-4918453539885200353?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/4918453539885200353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-force.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4918453539885200353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4918453539885200353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-force.html' title='Life Force'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-4393988092805031972</id><published>2010-12-26T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T15:07:52.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><title type='text'>Embarking on a teaching adventure..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TRfKR6eDhUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/q1uftcleFrM/s1600/livepreview-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TRfKR6eDhUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/q1uftcleFrM/s320/livepreview-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555131074486699330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TRfKRgYidpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xntuyeqPUuY/s1600/livepreview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TRfKRgYidpI/AAAAAAAAAFY/xntuyeqPUuY/s320/livepreview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555131067484239506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our flyer for the new space!! Can't wait for the new year! Full schedule of classes and our first experience running our own studio! Let that Divine Spark shine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-4393988092805031972?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/4393988092805031972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/12/embarking-on-teaching-adventure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4393988092805031972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4393988092805031972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/12/embarking-on-teaching-adventure.html' title='Embarking on a teaching adventure..'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TRfKR6eDhUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/q1uftcleFrM/s72-c/livepreview-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-392212241332674153</id><published>2010-12-18T00:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:51:38.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Clear Minded</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it hurts to be sarcastic, actually most of the time it hurts. What are people afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;What have I been afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a hardening habit to shake and it must be done. It creates confusion and disillusion, and no one wants that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-392212241332674153?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/392212241332674153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/12/clear-minded.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/392212241332674153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/392212241332674153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/12/clear-minded.html' title='Clear Minded'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2159652106740807062</id><published>2010-11-23T10:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T10:28:44.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Give me the strength to realize my dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2159652106740807062?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2159652106740807062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-strength-to-realize-my-dreams.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2159652106740807062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2159652106740807062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/11/give-me-strength-to-realize-my-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-8946015664444854888</id><published>2010-10-25T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T10:04:17.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foodless'/><title type='text'>puta madre!</title><content type='html'>Day one down of my cleanse. 11 more to go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-8946015664444854888?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/8946015664444854888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/10/puta-madre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8946015664444854888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8946015664444854888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/10/puta-madre.html' title='puta madre!'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1637386255691238615</id><published>2010-10-11T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T21:47:36.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enlightenment'/><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>Today is my last free class at Corepower Yoga (new students get the first week free!). I was skeptical of Corepower at first, but I must say that I've learned a lot from taking classes there. My plan is to take the next couple of weeks to really explore the yoga community of San Diego. So I will spend one week at each studio and try to experience as many teachers as possible. I'm having the time of my life. Everyday is an adventure and a learning experience, everyday I become more connected to people and to myself. There are obstacles to conquer with each breath, but I am amazed at the amount of energy I've been bottling up inside. I have enough strength to do just about all the postures I feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most exciting part about studying at new studios is that I'm not really there. I'm practicing from a different part inside me, practicing from the heart, and the heart resides at the Chula Vista Yoga Center. I can feel it radiate from within me, like a beacon of light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1637386255691238615?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1637386255691238615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/10/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1637386255691238615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1637386255691238615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/10/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1254548282488740789</id><published>2010-09-29T20:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T20:05:58.907-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compassion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>And so it begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today marks the last day of yoga teacher training and the first day of a journey without a destination. Heavy stuff. I will never forget all of the amazing experiences that I've encountered on the path of self realization. Namaste!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1254548282488740789?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1254548282488740789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-so-it-begins.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1254548282488740789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1254548282488740789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-so-it-begins.html' title='And so it begins'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-7084593110537212509</id><published>2010-09-27T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T09:38:30.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illustration'/><title type='text'>late night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBelkWlVZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gfwWPI9YSBU/s1600/bohrobin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBelkWlVZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gfwWPI9YSBU/s320/bohrobin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521517142662796690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started this drawing for a friend of mine who is thinking about getting a robin tattoo on her shoulder. I had her in mind, but I also had Liam Finn on the brain as well. Music has so much influence on my drawings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBeJ8OinZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/enkGeCS9JpU/s1600/adsowl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBeJ8OinZI/AAAAAAAAAFE/enkGeCS9JpU/s320/adsowl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521516668035177874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I drew this sweet little guy for my sister and I'm happy to say that it has been used as a cover up for a tattoo she has of her ex boyfriend's name. At last!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBdikbJwRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_BX_u_-r7Q/s1600/me%26lou.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBdikbJwRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/4_BX_u_-r7Q/s320/me%26lou.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521515991630725394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The other night I was trying to figure out what to draw and my friend Lou suggested I draw us, and this is what came out. Everyone seems to like it, but I'm not quite sure how I feel about it yet. I think it's missing something, I may add a little ink wash to the background to make it feel grounded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBdM-gJScI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HhGzttQet9Q/s1600/dude.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBdM-gJScI/AAAAAAAAAE0/HhGzttQet9Q/s320/dude.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521515620673866178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          I gathered a few friends at a local boba tea house tonight for a drawing session, and I started this   portrait.                 I'm very pleased with it so far, even though things are a little off, but hopefully I will ink the rest soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm up late. I left my friend Carrie's house with the intention of going right to sleep, but I'm feeling very inspired so I thought I'd do a little art update. I've been getting down with the illustrations and loving it, but I'm going to try to really dive into painting over the next few weeks. I've been asked to enter a piece into a group show for Dia De Los Muertos, so I'm definitely looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels funny to be up so late. For the last 6 weeks I've been going up to bed at about 10 or as early as 9 every night and getting up at 6:30. I love it, I love getting up early in the morning, but for some reason it feels really good to be up right now. I feel mischievous and young, like those high school days where I would stay up and draw and listen to records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself feeling lonely earlier even though I was in the presence of good friends and now that I am by my lonesome I can feel them here with me. There's no reason to be lonely, just alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-7084593110537212509?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/7084593110537212509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/late-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7084593110537212509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7084593110537212509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/late-night.html' title='late night'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TKBelkWlVZI/AAAAAAAAAFM/gfwWPI9YSBU/s72-c/bohrobin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1973282045024557286</id><published>2010-09-25T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T08:42:08.102-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>asteya</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of my "required" yoga sessions. 66 yoga classes in 6 weeks, leaving 2 more 4 hour theory classes (or circle time as we like to call them) out of 20. It's been more than I could ever ask for, life truly is beautiful when you lead it from the heart. There's no other way!! I can't imagine a life better than this, I really can't. When life is full of love, humility and compassion, only good things will arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am completely stoked for my yoga family and myself to start our new lives. We will be bringing something unique, energizing, introspective, creative and fun to the yoga community where ever we end up, and it will always be with love. Love love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this training I now have the confidence to pursue art on a different level, before it was for recognition because I never felt good enough just being myself. I felt like I had to have something to show for, some sort of fame. Now I realize that I cannot be anything but who I truly am, and I am more than enough. I'm working on creating a body of work, paintings and illustrations, participating in group shows and in time will be pursuing a career in the tattoo industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while yoga will be there. I will develop my practice to its fullest and try my hardest to show people my heart and help them find peace of mind through breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1973282045024557286?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1973282045024557286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/asteya.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1973282045024557286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1973282045024557286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/asteya.html' title='asteya'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-510144464083523906</id><published>2010-09-18T20:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T20:57:41.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time moves fast &amp;amp; time moves slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-510144464083523906?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/510144464083523906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-moves-fast-time-moves-slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/510144464083523906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/510144464083523906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/time-moves-fast-time-moves-slow.html' title=''/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-3637237500865821898</id><published>2010-09-18T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T12:00:10.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yoga'/><title type='text'>Day 33</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TJUK4yExdmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4jqHKj6E7Ik/s1600/Photo+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TJUK4yExdmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4jqHKj6E7Ik/s320/Photo+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518328889043154530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoga teacher training is nearing its end, and I'm amazed at how many opportunities are coming my way. Now I just have to figure out what to do. Give SDSU another try and enroll in painting? Take off to Hawaii and volunteer on an organic farm? Apprentice at FSG tattoo? Take off to Portland?  whatever I decide to do, I will live it wholeheartedly, and it will be filled with love and union through yogic teachings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantras to live by:&lt;br /&gt;"My actions are my only true belongings. I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground on which I stand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing is permanent except impermanence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Training is so much more than I had previously imagined. I knew I wanted it, and I knew I could not live without it. I thank God that in this life I was brought to the yoga center by energetic forces and have discovered my true nature. I cannot describe how incredibly strong our circle is, I'm blessed to have such an awesome yoga family, and I'm totally stoked to know that they will always have my back in matters of teaching, friendship and family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-3637237500865821898?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/3637237500865821898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-33.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3637237500865821898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3637237500865821898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-33.html' title='Day 33'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TJUK4yExdmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/4jqHKj6E7Ik/s72-c/Photo+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-6661463817945065978</id><published>2010-09-07T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:54:58.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listening to fleet foxes</title><content type='html'>I've just eaten a backyard banana (thanks ken!) with raw almond butter, a nectarine and my green smoothie.  I am ready to take on the world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-6661463817945065978?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/6661463817945065978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/listening-to-fleet-foxes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6661463817945065978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6661463817945065978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/09/listening-to-fleet-foxes.html' title='listening to fleet foxes'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-5199851118145168</id><published>2010-08-31T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:01:39.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've gotta grow</title><content type='html'>I've been eating raw for a little over a week and its completely amazing. I was a very conscious eater to begin with, but this just brings everything to a new level. Live foods are so beautiful, so delicious and so good for the body and mind. I feel at peace. Teacher training is going so well, I have found my voice, and have already begun to help others through the practice of yoga, the practice of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Awesome Fest is this weekend and I am so stoked to see RVIVR, Screaming Females and Cheap Girls! I highly doubted I would get to see any of those bands, last time Screaming Females came through I think I was sick and very upset about it. Its gonna be incredibly fun, my first show being sober! I don't even care that I'm not gonna be drunk cause with music this good all I need to do is sing along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-5199851118145168?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/5199851118145168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/weve-gotta-grow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5199851118145168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5199851118145168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/weve-gotta-grow.html' title='We&apos;ve gotta grow'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-796628613917207238</id><published>2010-08-24T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:36:11.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RVIVR'/><title type='text'>when lyrics spell out your every emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO LIFE SURROUND YOU/NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO DEATH  SURROUNDS/AS TIME IT SPEEDS AND SLOWS/YOUR GUTS THEY ACHE FROM THE  CHANGE/YOU FEAR YOU’VE LOST CONTROL/CUZ NOTHING EVER STAYS THE SAME/AND  THEN AN OLD FRIEND SANG TO ME/”WE GOTTA FIND SOME ENERGY”/TO BALANCE IN  BETWEEN/BEING REAL AND BEING FREE/RAIN DOWN SOME CHANGE ON ME/FLOW THRU  ME LIKE A STREAM/LIGHT FIRE ‘NEATH MY FEET/BALANCE ME IN BETWEEN/WHEN  YOU CAN’T GET WHAT YOU WANT/WHEN YOU FORGET HOW TO BREATHE/HANDS NUMB  YOU GRIND YOUR TEETH/GIRL THAT AIN’T WHAT YOU NEED!/AS TIME IT SPEEDS  AND SLOWS/LIFE SURROUNDS YOU/YOU FEAR YOU’VE LOST CONTROL AS DEATH  SURROUNDS YOU/HOW DOES IT END?/I THINK YOU ALREADY KNOW/WE GOTTA GROW/WE  GOTTA GO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-796628613917207238?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/796628613917207238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-lyrics-spell-out-your-every.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/796628613917207238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/796628613917207238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-lyrics-spell-out-your-every.html' title='when lyrics spell out your every emotion'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2827920064936382726</id><published>2010-08-24T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T16:12:06.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Right now.. this moment.. I'm totally pooped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2827920064936382726?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2827920064936382726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2827920064936382726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2827920064936382726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1807429243189564447</id><published>2010-08-21T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T07:56:49.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>One week down of YTT, this is just the beginning. Yesterday was a day to remember, I've never felt so much love, so much energy, I've never felt so vulnerable yet so accepted at the same time. It was confusing, it was new, it was frustrating, it was a challenge. Life is challenging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1807429243189564447?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1807429243189564447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1807429243189564447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1807429243189564447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-36849688310413333</id><published>2010-08-19T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:47:50.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wholeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TG178FZogQI/AAAAAAAAADk/ObjJDrI8CS4/s1600/whale3_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TG178FZogQI/AAAAAAAAADk/ObjJDrI8CS4/s320/whale3_01.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507194191516041474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               Today has been an emotional break through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-36849688310413333?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/36849688310413333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/wholeness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/36849688310413333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/36849688310413333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/wholeness.html' title='Wholeness'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TG178FZogQI/AAAAAAAAADk/ObjJDrI8CS4/s72-c/whale3_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-5851195741743632052</id><published>2010-08-15T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T17:37:19.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGiH7v89q1I/AAAAAAAAADc/wFhqEHdhIhs/s1600/Photo+27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGiH7v89q1I/AAAAAAAAADc/wFhqEHdhIhs/s320/Photo+27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505800005014629202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                   Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-5851195741743632052?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/5851195741743632052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting-for-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5851195741743632052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5851195741743632052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/waiting-for-tomorrow.html' title='Waiting for tomorrow.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGiH7v89q1I/AAAAAAAAADc/wFhqEHdhIhs/s72-c/Photo+27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-7991260579864436132</id><published>2010-08-09T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T20:30:39.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Low</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGDHvucSOyI/AAAAAAAAADM/SMF9OuOEh90/s1600/HPIM0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGDHvucSOyI/AAAAAAAAADM/SMF9OuOEh90/s320/HPIM0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503618367381191458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its times like these that I wish I had someone to share my bed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-7991260579864436132?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/7991260579864436132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/low.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7991260579864436132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7991260579864436132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/08/low.html' title='Low'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/TGDHvucSOyI/AAAAAAAAADM/SMF9OuOEh90/s72-c/HPIM0410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-5477946166333495723</id><published>2010-07-28T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T11:04:42.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>introspect</title><content type='html'>Alright no more guys for me.. for a while. Painting, reading, yoga, self discovery is what I need. Too many emotions to count these days. Mantra for the day: "My body craves consistency; my mind craves change".&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was really fun and new and exciting, i'm feeling super lazy because of it. A lot of late nights and early mornings, a lot of driving; and at some point it was a bit of a let down on a personal note but also a wake up call. Everyone is doing their own thing, living their own life. It's really my time to set out and create the world I want to live in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-5477946166333495723?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/5477946166333495723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/07/introspect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5477946166333495723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/5477946166333495723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/07/introspect.html' title='introspect'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-602684616471869520</id><published>2010-07-14T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:52:48.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>My perceptions of life and myself are constantly evolving. I'm moving forward into a new state of mind. Bringing the mat into my mind and using the practice to spring my beliefs into action. From frustration and struggle one can find inner peace and solace. The powers of envisioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-602684616471869520?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/602684616471869520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/07/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/602684616471869520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/602684616471869520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/07/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-6840734403884806750</id><published>2010-06-23T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:43:51.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so hard and angry. Someone touching me the wrong way sends a little angry jolt into my body, my niece that is very loud and aggressive drives me nuts. I feel as though my friend carrie is constantly pointing things out about me for the world to notice, the things that i don't like about me, the things I'm trying to improve on. Is everyone just being themselves and I'm stuck in this rut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I don't know who I am, I'm just rambling through this life.. rambling on and on and on.. thinking contemplating remembering. I feel like I can't be myself cause I don't know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;i feel i feel i feel i feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-6840734403884806750?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/6840734403884806750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-so-hard-and-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6840734403884806750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6840734403884806750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-so-hard-and-angry.html' title=''/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-8385613403643088740</id><published>2010-06-02T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:47:25.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>focus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm a jumble of mixed emotions today. I feel like I'm floating in a sea of fast food chains, pissed off tourists, cement freeways and trash. I've thrown myself completely off balance, excessive drinking &amp;amp; eating, not enough yoga ( its been 4 days ), not enough sleep. I'm due for a long good nap, and a break from my friends, a break from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-8385613403643088740?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/8385613403643088740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/06/focus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8385613403643088740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8385613403643088740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/06/focus.html' title='focus'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-6561761034687356880</id><published>2010-03-23T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:32:02.337-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humpback whale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new ink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black and grey'/><title type='text'>Three hours of tattooing meditative bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S6meum10HJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4MkRfWzD_Y8/s1600/Photo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S6meum10HJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4MkRfWzD_Y8/s320/Photo+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452063347446127762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My little guy is filled in. I'm so proud, look at him all majestic, sweet little Bogie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Courtesy of Josh @ The Workshop in SD-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-6561761034687356880?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/6561761034687356880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-guy-is-filled-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6561761034687356880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6561761034687356880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-guy-is-filled-in.html' title='Three hours of tattooing meditative bliss'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S6meum10HJI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4MkRfWzD_Y8/s72-c/Photo+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-4116205266891346531</id><published>2010-03-21T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T22:59:59.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for all moments in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh asian kung-fu generation, even though i don't know&lt;br /&gt;what your lyrics mean, they mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been an awkward day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-4116205266891346531?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/4116205266891346531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-all-moments-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4116205266891346531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/4116205266891346531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/for-all-moments-in-life.html' title='for all moments in life'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-2133491503779656637</id><published>2010-03-11T23:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:00:29.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>night of meditation</title><content type='html'>When I see couples together in public, it seems completely&lt;br /&gt;surreal. It makes me wonder why people feel a need to&lt;br /&gt;have a one on one connection. What makes us so dependent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even people who cheat and lie still feel the need to have&lt;br /&gt;one person that they can share a relationship with that&lt;br /&gt;they don't possess with anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that say about humans as a whole?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-2133491503779656637?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/2133491503779656637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/night-of-meditation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2133491503779656637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/2133491503779656637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/03/night-of-meditation.html' title='night of meditation'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-7082311542897019810</id><published>2010-02-27T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T21:56:57.459-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='progress'/><title type='text'>rainy days at work, cozy beds at home, midnight movies with friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been thinking a lot lately.. pfft like always. I love the spot I'm at&lt;br /&gt;right now- creating strong friendships with people, experiencing&lt;br /&gt;new things everyday, observing and living day to day- not&lt;br /&gt;waiting for things to happen. I'm in the now, not the past- not&lt;br /&gt;the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New friendships are where its at. Feeling content is where its at.&lt;br /&gt;Lying on this bed listening to new music is where its at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-7082311542897019810?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/7082311542897019810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/rainy-days-at-work-cozy-beds-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7082311542897019810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7082311542897019810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/rainy-days-at-work-cozy-beds-at-home.html' title='rainy days at work, cozy beds at home, midnight movies with friends.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-8281961177523994755</id><published>2010-02-19T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:33:16.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the events and conversation of last night I have come to the conclusion that conventional relationships are too restrictive, they ask and expect too much of a person. Maybe thats what makes people go crazy in relationships, the lack of freedom and the guilt. Society expects us to be someone's one and only love and their best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it were that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eliminate cheating, be in love, still have the freedom to see other people. But it all gets complicated. Feelings for other people arise, maybe a child is conceived, jealousy.... yeah. Be unattached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're bound to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is at sometime whether you're monogamous or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-8281961177523994755?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/8281961177523994755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/interesting-evening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8281961177523994755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/8281961177523994755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/interesting-evening.html' title='interesting evening'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-3939958441145994323</id><published>2010-02-15T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:12:47.094-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>beer drinking and deep thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3o_-hlEzLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tci0jXpNHLk/s1600-h/dharma+wheel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3o_-hlEzLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tci0jXpNHLk/s320/dharma+wheel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438729843401608370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My perceptions of life have been changing so greatly as of the last few months. I'm surprising myself as to the things I aspire to do. I deeply want to explore other cities, to be out of my element. I've lived in the same place all my life I'd really like to feel some culture shock &amp;amp; live somewhere green and lush, where it rains often and perhaps where breweries abound. Guess you could say I yearn to experience things I've never experienced before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been finding comfort in the thought of being married and having kids, &amp;amp; if you've known me for the last few years, thats a big wtf? in my book.  My whole way of thinking has been flipped upside down. It's a great feeling, a genuine feeling. I'm open to new experiences, I'm not scared to change my mind because I have nothing to lose. A great weight has been lifted off of my chest and I feel rather daring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco, Portland or Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-3939958441145994323?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/3939958441145994323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/beer-drinking-and-deep-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3939958441145994323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/3939958441145994323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/beer-drinking-and-deep-thinking.html' title='beer drinking and deep thinking'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3o_-hlEzLI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tci0jXpNHLk/s72-c/dharma+wheel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-6608034118787495398</id><published>2010-02-10T08:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:26:22.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobo cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicycle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='squid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tibetan skull'/><title type='text'>epic sketchbook post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LtVgIfH0I/AAAAAAAAACs/HCuLe153Lew/s1600-h/holymountain.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LtVgIfH0I/AAAAAAAAACs/HCuLe153Lew/s320/holymountain.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436668653848174402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My illustration teachers suggested that the class watch 'The Holy Mountian' by Alejandro Jodorowsky &amp;amp; this image of a squid being pulled from a tumor stuck in my mind. I love it, it's an awesome metaphor, and makes me think of releasing the darkness and brutality within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LtE1SH4PI/AAAAAAAAACk/3TWILXsdLNo/s1600-h/ontheroad.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LtE1SH4PI/AAAAAAAAACk/3TWILXsdLNo/s320/ontheroad.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436668367467962610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm super stoked on this unicycle drawing, well I'm super stoked about all of these drawings, but this one most of all. It's the first page in my new sketchbook and I love unicycles, I've always wanted one &amp;amp; I will have one..someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LnBEaL1vI/AAAAAAAAACU/xOiYoYZs7Ig/s1600-h/kneesdeep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LnBEaL1vI/AAAAAAAAACU/xOiYoYZs7Ig/s320/kneesdeep.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436661705739065074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspired by Laura Stevenson &amp;amp; the Can's song 'The Pretty one'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3Lm4vNn3gI/AAAAAAAAACM/5z8Vi2aKrVM/s1600-h/tibetanskull.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3Lm4vNn3gI/AAAAAAAAACM/5z8Vi2aKrVM/s320/tibetanskull.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436661562610277890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tibetan skulls are a common image within the tattoo industry &amp;amp; my friend JT wants to get one on his inner arm and a hanya mask on the opposite arm. Well he inspired me to draw this &amp;amp; its still a work in progress. I'd like to do something in the background incorporating swirling black and grey clouds and maybe cherry blossom petals, I was just so excited about the mask that I completely negelected the background, so foolish! Beginner drawing mistake number one! I know better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3Lmy6TgeiI/AAAAAAAAACE/rs3TKjxDZB0/s1600-h/ladder.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3Lmy6TgeiI/AAAAAAAAACE/rs3TKjxDZB0/s320/ladder.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436661462508534306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Inspired by the Heather's song 'Remember When'. Music influences my life so much, I just sketched something out the other day illustrating how an Asian Kung-Fu Generation song makes me feel when I listen to it. I think it's really neat to see music in a 2d form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LmPeGAOxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/obKRfgyBABI/s1600-h/hobocat.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LmPeGAOxI/AAAAAAAAAB8/obKRfgyBABI/s320/hobocat.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436660853640280850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I drew this for my friend Sean the other night when my illustration class got canceled. I went to his cafe intent on drawing but i couldn't think of a damn thing to draw, so he told me an idea he had for a tattoo &amp;amp; i sketched it out. He loved it so much that he's going to use it as a logo for his band Old Wives Tale. I love drawing for other people, especially ideas for tattoos, it's completely awesome to be able to illustrate ideas just the way they were imagining them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I made a very big decision the other day, and I've decided that if I don't get into SDSU in the fall that i'm going to ditch going to school for painting and goto a naturopathic medicine school in Oregon or Washington. I've been working towards going to a university for art for such a long time that I was really afraid to change my mind about it, but this doesn't mean it will be over. I will always be able to paint and draw and even be in galleries. I just want to be happy.. "Happiness is my religion". I also would like to do something that really benefits people not just create visual art &amp;amp; put tattoos on people's bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-6608034118787495398?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/6608034118787495398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic-sketchbook-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6608034118787495398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/6608034118787495398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/epic-sketchbook-post.html' title='epic sketchbook post'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S3LtVgIfH0I/AAAAAAAAACs/HCuLe153Lew/s72-c/holymountain.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-7089429794751969512</id><published>2010-02-02T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:40:53.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelin'/><title type='text'>most days feel like an epic battle</title><content type='html'>Feeling very contemplative. Life and its mysteries, I tell ya its a bitch sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-7089429794751969512?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/7089429794751969512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-days-feel-like-epic-battle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7089429794751969512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/7089429794751969512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/02/most-days-feel-like-epic-battle.html' title='most days feel like an epic battle'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-661569185803817448.post-1761572921281329258</id><published>2010-01-18T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:53:39.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alright im actually going to post something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VWAsFD1yI/AAAAAAAAABs/PR1Ce0q7fbU/s1600-h/somethinginside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VWAsFD1yI/AAAAAAAAABs/PR1Ce0q7fbU/s320/somethinginside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428339495697372962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VWAa8FPfI/AAAAAAAAABk/eGPBIfRFLsc/s1600-h/whale.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VWAa8FPfI/AAAAAAAAABk/eGPBIfRFLsc/s320/whale.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428339491096313330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My latest work! The whale was a gift for my best friend Danielle, she loves whales, and we decided to get matching whale tattoos after I gave her the painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VV_rSW4MI/AAAAAAAAABc/3H88XyzByWE/s1600-h/Photo+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VV_rSW4MI/AAAAAAAAABc/3H88XyzByWE/s320/Photo+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428339478304841922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The little guy will be filled in soon. I'm going to keep it black &amp;amp; grey so it will match the black &amp;amp; grey phonograph below it. I decided to name him Bogie, Danielle named her's Humphrey and I couldn't resist having a play on Humphrey Bogart, which will probably be a joke that only I will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to start painting more, the time to get serious and transfer schools is coming near. I've been doing a lot of sweet pen &amp;amp; ink illustrations and will hopefully get around to posting them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/661569185803817448-1761572921281329258?l=doubtkills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/feeds/1761572921281329258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/01/alright-im-actually-going-to-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1761572921281329258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/661569185803817448/posts/default/1761572921281329258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doubtkills.blogspot.com/2010/01/alright-im-actually-going-to-post.html' title='Alright im actually going to post something.'/><author><name>Eka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16813333457517615324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bE55kZlMkbY/TuzTl9BVn0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/DKNkauR7HmA/s220/327679_571372195530_214900472_32075526_909593322_o.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Zw1wGLXvXeg/S1VWAsFD1yI/AAAAAAAAABs/PR1Ce0q7fbU/s72-c/somethinginside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
