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EDIT:   Hi!  We just found out there are actually a few signed prints available – which is SUPER great for the Unity Shoppe!

We asked Brian if he’d help out a little more on this first one, just to make it extra special, and he said, ‘How about an original drawing?‘ and he didn’t even have the question mark out of his mouth when we said ‘Yes!’  There’s no end to the stuff that’ll happen when you’re in the mood to be part of something bigger …

In just two days, the auction will end on a ‘Connection’ print signed by both Kenny Loggins and Brian Andreas. The auction proceeds will benefit the Unity Shoppe of Santa Barbara. You can find it right here and bid with gusto. Or cheer on the other bidders. :)

(If you’re copying and pasting: http://is.gd/4URBX)

There couldn’t be a better story for this organization, a local pearl – you know, one of those gems that isn’t shiny and show-offy, but the reward of a lot of grit – and luminous for it.

Allow me to remind you how that story goes:

there came a moment in the middle of the song when he suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room & after that he never forgot he was part of something much bigger -

Connection by Brian Andreas

 

When it comes to helping each other, people do what they can do. And there are countless reasons why they do it, why anyone steps up at any time to give support or lend a hand. Nothing is better, though, than the hand reaching out because it knows the hand it’s reaching for wants the same warm feeling of safety, the same strong grip of hope.

Or the voice that advocates or negotiates for the one who is just trying to findthe the right way to talk of a future to its children.

Or mind that opens wide and creates solutions and imagines EVERYone flourishing.

This is exactly how the Unity Shoppe operates. There are no halos on parade. There’s just a promise that’s made and met every day: dignity for the clients. Real dignity.

I don’t know if it’s in their mission statement or a formal matter of policy, but I’m going to trust my experience and guess it’s borne out of a vision of our connection.

It seems as if all involved know this to be true and so, whatever they say, however they assist, whenever they’re organizing or distributing – there is nothing but an unfailing attitude of unity.

It’s wild and it’s wonderful and fills all of us in this community with big gratitude. What other way could you feel when you’re invited to be part of something much bigger?

** I’ve included a few pictures of the grocery store and children’s clothing boutique for anyone who wants to be stubborn and refuse to believe it. Ha. Each of them gets a little bigger when clicked.

http://www.unityshoppe.org/

http://www.logginsfans4unity.com/

Treasure Boxes

We tinkered & Twittered, tried out all kinds of wild ideas, called meetings to discuss, started all over again & then subtly refined what we’d already been working on in the first place… basically, what we call “having fun” around here, & finally came up with our first set of Treasure Boxes. It’s actually coming up on a week now since we first released them & we couldn’t be happier… because so many of you have emailed & called to let us know that you love them!

Featured in five color schemes and representing five favorite Brian Andreas stories, these boxes hold far more than joy for their owners… heck, they can hold 64 No. 2 pencils! (Ok, that’s actually a ballpark estimate. The Studio Artists are so busy painting new boxes they didn’t have time to count all the pencils.)  You can see them individually & find out which stories we chose over at StoryPeople.com.

Last week, we thought it would be fun to show some of the fun ideas (and some of the pretty whacked ones, too) that we’re working with.  Many will never see the light of day and, depending on your tastes, that’s too bad.  (Mine?  My tastes?  They err on the side of strange.  Classic, but strange.   You can have your french country kitchen or your art deco pewter (although I kind of like that pewter-color) ….WAIT a second.  Where was I?

Well, that was the plan last week.  Plans change.  And for very good reasons, if you ask me.

I told alllll about it on the other blog and then I thought that this one had been a little neglected, so why not just copy and paste.  So there you go.  It’s what I did.

Please see the paste job directly below:

Today was going to be the next installment in our little tour around the studio and while I’d have liked to do that very much, I couldn’t and can’t. I went and got myself all riled up trying to make YouTube work.

Nine trillion times, that’s how many it took me to get an animation up there so it actually worked. I’d be happy to tell you allllll about it because I KNOW nothing would be more fascinating than the tale of the labyrinth routes I took to find the right codecs and you’d be shivering at the part when I managed to load ONE MORE that was actually, finally, good, but YouTube was on the prowl and noticed a similar video already up. Poof. Good-bye and gone. See, I’d tell you that, but it would take some spicy language.

Oh no, trust me. When your video disappears in a poof, about the only thing any sane person can say is ‘oh dear, those r*t b*****ds are at it again.’ See? Not the same with little astericks, is it?

I’m telling you. Writing a blog for StoryPeople, with its love of things friendly, witty,tender and merrily hilarious, is not without difficulty if you’re someone like me.

We were just about all raised with that idea that swearing is the sign of – well, funny, that. I can’t think what the rest of it would be. Something. Who made that up? Someone who sat in a lovely little garden pouring lemonade all day long, that’s what I think.

Nevertheless, made it up they did, whatever it is, however it goes. Fair enough. It’s probably true. Except for the part where they didn’t have to get animated videos to play on YouTube.

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If you made it through this, then you probably deserve a leeeeetle peek at something someone’s been dabbling with.enoughtimebox

Can’t show you t-shirts because I don’t have any pictures. Can’t show you the FABulous new tote bags because – yes, I don’t have any pictures.

But I CAN show you my personal favorite new hope chest/imagination box. Most of the versions feature a wondrous and wonderful palette of super saturated colors, but this one is just … serene and handsome. Today, it’s exactly what I need.

There’s probably loads and loads and loads of things to say about loving women with claws – well, ANYONE with claws, for that matter.  But this animated video gets straight to the point.  And it’s a good one.

The Idea of Colors from Brian Andreas

We’re so happy to show you this … this jewel of a little film by Brian Andreas.  He calls it an experiment in filmmaking with no images.  OOoh! (We love his experiments.  Sometimes there’s a little smoke and a lot of fire involved, but sometimes?  They’re jewels like this.)  Turn your lights down low and your volume up. And enjoy …

(The rest, I swiped from our other blog …) And, as long as we’re talking about jewels … Men and women make great things. Small, intricate things. Big polished pipe-y things. Furry, curly, slender, plump and marble-y things. And because we live all over the world and have done so for a long, long time, the things we’ve made and make are scattered jewels. Not ‘like’ jewels. But jewels. They’re jewels. It’s one of the great pleasures of life to find, to discover, to spend a few minutes with them.

Not you? Fine. Not you. A whole lot of others, representing every kind of person and profession, love those jewels. I think it’s because they’re made of stories.

We’ll dream of traveling to Easter Island to rub our shoulders along the chins of the famous statues, the moai. (Yes, of COURSE, I wiki’ed that one. To me, they’re just big old ancient heads.)

We’ll cross St. James Square in London to meditate a little on the plaque that silently commemorates the site where Allied commanders put their heads together to outwit the Axis powers.

We’ll visit Normandy. And Stonehenge. And the ruins of Catholic churches destroyed after Henry VIII’s split from Rome.

I can probably stop the list, can’t I? Those are big things, but there’s nothing – nothing that I can think of – that is not made of little stories. Little jewels. Our own stories. Those are jewels, too.

We might not be able to tell our own story or maybe we believe there’s no one really interested in it, but a jewel’s a jewel, whether or not we believe it ourselves.

Some are a little more luminous, some spread more light and reveal more – the curious and quirky truth, our noble or silly natures, how irrepressibly fun and imaginative we are. And some are buried deep, waiting to be unearthed and cut and turned into a little film …

StoryTweeple

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