Freezing of Water Painted by…

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 Hello to you, my Friends! I am happy to see you silently browsing my blog pages. Hope you have some fun. This week our Mother Nature was especially generous for lovely surprises. She met dear Madam Weather and they agreed to have a painting masterclass. Look, what they’ve made:     Frozen Branch

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We are very visual creatures.  Our love of images lies with our cognition and ability to pay attention. Images are able to grab our attention easily, we are immediately drawn to them. These are facts know to that two ladies whose pictures are just…help me with a proper adjective please? Comment, comment, comment…

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Frozen Field

Don’t be greedy for compliments. These two artists were extremely successful today. Colors, shades, shapes are chosen so elegantly right. My eyes are beaming with pleasure, and yours? Not…hm…then one more image…

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How odd is that the most beautiful things are most simple ones. They just wondered through that thick trees and enjoyed what they saw. Together with their simple equipment they managed to capture this innocent beauty and show to you. They felt themselves artists who can transform that live images into a picture that can hang on somebody’s wall or be presented as a greeting card. Do not know whether they were enough skillful, but their results are given here and available for download. In case some of you particularly like one of the image (or all of them) and would like to have then in original size or designed for special occasion as a greeting card, you may contact me via comment folder and I’ll provide you with all the required details ( I am their delegated agent). Everything is possible, art has no restrictions and borders. we can always spread it to be able to evaluate and treasure. A nice picture can always cheer you up in any season or weather, right, my Friends?

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Have a sweet weekend! Enjoy the simplest!

Love you all,

Yours Ann

P.S. Who is curious about new episode of Fun Time with Ann?

 

 

 

The Best of Summer

“Summertime is always the best of what might be.” (Charles Bowdan)

Recalling summer days is the most rewarding activity. It brings a broad smile to my face and a playful sparkle to my eyes. I felt a surge to reproduce the best of my summer and demonstrate it to you. I do miss my summer. It occurred to me that I did not say goodbye to the hot season when everything or anything is possible. So now let me tell you, dear Miss Summer, a couple of warm words.

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“Summer, after all, is a time when wonderful things can happen to quiet people. For those few months, you’re not required to be who everyone thinks you are, and that cut-grass smell in the air and the chance to dive into the deep end of a pool give you a courage you don’t have the rest of the year. You can be grateful and easy, with no eyes on you, and no past. Summer just opens the door and lets you out.” ―Deb Caletti

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Summer does open the door to the brightest world ever. There you can enjoy the longest days and shortest nights, you can taste a variety of fruits and vegetables, and you can relax and let yourself being silly. Sometimes summer might be a bit wearisome due to extremely high temperatures that drank the water from our bodies. During such period our brain melts and we feel not so happy. All we need then is to leave everything and escape to some perfect place where the body and mind will dance in harmony.

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“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”―John Lubbock

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The place for being idle found me and I could not resist its beauty and calmness. My feet freely walked on the grass, between apple trees and flowers. My eyes caught the joyful glimpses of sunrise and sunset. My hands touched the gifts of the generous season. My mind was emptied from any thoughts. Or perhaps these thoughts were so natural that they were invisible or unreadable. A pretty awesome feeling when your mind is easy and light as a summer butterfly.

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I can fly

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Without wings

My weightless mind

Helps me to touch the sky…

“But when fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”― Stephen King

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 That was a good time. That was the best of our times. Those were you and I, my dear Summer, old Buddy, and that was the time for us!

 Hold on…it is not the end of my story. Now everything what you read is going to be put in several scenes, edited and shown to you. Stay in touch!

 Also let me invite you to my souvenirs photo shop where you can find many lovely presents for you and your loved ones. 20% off Use TOOTH20. Thank you for your attention and time!

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Love you all!

 Yours Ann

Grab A Bag

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Every lady needs a bag…and not only one. Right?! In the wardrobe of any lady should be not less than 6 bags of different shape, size, color, and for various occasions. All of them take comfortable places at the shelves of the lady’s wardrobe and wait to be recognized in time. It is a very essential to pick up the right one for the right occasion and appropriate outfit. If bags can talk, what would we hear from them then? I suppose they would try to teach us that  going for shopping is not possible with an elegant clutch under your arm, as trying to squeeze there a piece of bread might be too challenging. Your pretty Ms Clutch would frown at such a thought even. Such dame’s loyal assistants can play  a key role in placing only luxurious occupants such as Mr Smartphone, Mr Wallet, Mrs Lipstick, and Ms Keychain. Seats are taken according to the tickets bought. Thus, we have to have an extra bag for shopping, which should be spacious and not so graceful. I believe Mrs Shopping Bag has to be of an  obese shape. Her primal mission is to provide enough space for vital food products or sometimes something else as well. Mrs Shopping Bag should accompany you almost everywhere, since we face so many difficulties with big things to be taken with us, for example, our lunch. We should keep in mind that lady Working Bag is of too noble origin to be able to provide such a service. Oh no, she is too business like. However, the most responsible from all of them are Mr Rucksack or Mr Suitcase. Yeah, two responsible females in the ladies’ circle. There should be always those ones who will keep everything packed and in order. What can I say! It is so beneficial to keep a cock in every henhouse. Would you agree, ladies?

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Love you all!

Yours Ann

A Wake Up Scene

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The first morning sunlight gently sneaks through the tiny holes of the shutter at her window. It cunningly teases the tightly closed eyelashes. No motion. Few second later the sunlight intensifies its effect and tries to squeeze its brighter beams through the narrow gaps of the window barriers. Every possibly efforts are directed at the sticky bars of the asleep eyelashes. The sound accompaniment joins the game. A cock wakes up the surroundings with his cock-a-doodle-doo song. Now ears are in game too. It is a foul play. As light as butterfly eyelashes give up in the unfair battle. They slightly shimmer and the lungs stop inhaling smoothly. Electric impulses are traveling through the body parts in search of something.  The legs and arms twitch convulsively.  Blood circulation becomes more evident. The other pressing needs give a red light. The deep sound sleep is interrupted. There is no way to come there back and hide from the signs of the brand new day…

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And now, my dear Friends, what will you tell me if I promise to demonstrate this scene to you via short film? Will it be of interest to you? What will you say?

See you soon! Until I choose the pajamas, I kindly invite you to check my shop and pick up something (postcards, greeting cards, pillows, cups, canvas, posters, T-shirts, skirts, bags, phone and tablets cases, notebooks and etc) for yourself and your loved ones:   http://www.redbubble.com/people/anrostudio/shop/recent?ref=sort_order_change_recent

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Behind the Scenes

Hello to all of you, my little Friends! Hope you are doing well. I have been offline for some time, thus I did not post anything for a certain period and paid perhaps not enough attention to you. Do not bear a grudge against me. My mind (together with its beloved master) went out for vacation.  At least once in a year we have to let ourselves escape far away and set offline status. Certainly sweet gadgets are always with us. They are on guard of our cyber reality and not allow us to disappear without any trace. Moreover, Mr Internet accompanies our journeys and follows us to the most distance corners. I confess that this vacation was particularly good, since I was presented a visit at the very special place. This is a saint place for every freak filmmaker. Will you guess? Click on the link and the answer will appear automatically: 

Who will tell me what kind of trick I used in my short film? I am sure there are many creative specialists among you. I had such fun while preparing this 5-minutes tour for you. I had a goose skin, did not you notice? Kidding. However, it was really a fantastic experience for me to peep through cinematography hole. I found out a lot. As a filmmaker I could not share with you many secrets, but as a passionate fan of films I assure you that filmmaking is a hard and often exhausting process that requires a huge amount of knowledge and skills. Every detail has to be taken into account and played in the head. So many things have to be kept under control. You may not believe but that is true. On the creation of a few second scene usually work hundreds if not more people who are experts in the wide variety of fields. In my film you even have a unique opportunity to see a real space cabin used for The Martian…I do not joke, this is the same one used in the famous film. In fact, a lot of scenes from this film were made exactly at this studio. Unbelievable! I could spend endless time there. And I could talk endlessly about it, perhaps for some of you not so interesting as well. Hope I did not make you yawn from boredom. This topic is too dear to me and I usually forget about the time and the length of my posts. As it is known it should not be too long. Thank you for watching my film and reading my murmuring post. I am very grateful for every bit of your attention. I would appreciate any comment!

Your know I love you!

Hugs!

Yours Ann

Late Evening At The River Dnipro

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Hours of tedious effort are required to awaken and exercise that talent, to write that riveting “one true sentence” that seemed so damn simple when read. That simplicity is deceptive. It does not happen by accident. Now it is a skill easily acquired. Writing is demanding, solitary, backbreaking work. A writer mined the tunnels of his/her brain using words for a pickaxe. A week’s effort might yield only one nugget that is worth keeping and you can weep with pathetic gratitude over that.”

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Friends, isn’t it perfectly said? I found this wisdom thought in the book I am reading now and it set deep in my soul. Writing arises controversial feelings in me. I do love putting words into nicely-structured phrases with some meaning, in the other moment I hate looking for words to create that perfect sentence which should look simple to be read easily. Very often I have images in my head and lack of appropriate words to transform them to paper. And I even do not mention the use of “beautifully tailored metaphors, similes and other stylistics tools”, which are essential decorators of every text. Writing is a mixture of hard work and a pleasure. Just not many of us are able to write. I am not sure whether I belong to that group of lucky beggars, though I feel very good when I write. Sounds banal, but it is true. Every story is the chance to dive into the unknown world, explore the unknown feeling, and even do something I am not dare to in real life. It is an enormous pool of unlimited possibilities. I am so tempted and you?

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10 pm at my watch. It was a late evening in Kyiv. A sultry summer day gave away to coolness. At last I could breathe and felt relaxed. I was walking along the Dnipro River. A light breeze ruffled my hair. There were no thoughts in my head. Only my eyes were wondering among people chatting on the stairs to the river. I saw mostly their heads and heard their emotional voices. Some of them were in silence. There were loud music and car traffic not so far. Somehow it was not a usual evening. With my friends we decided to cross the bridge and enjoy the beach island. I have never been at that place before. The views from the bridge made me stop several times to click some photos. Sometimes my friends even did not notice my absence. Each of us was lost in some inner thoughts, words came out rarely. A trio was sharing a wordless talk. Soon the lights from cafes and night lanterns winked on the beach horizon. The beach was occupied with local lovers of romantic atmosphere. We took off our shoes and went barefoot sinking our toes in the sand. Underneath my feet warm sand was ticking me. The next instant my feet stepped to the water. Dnipro was lapping my feet. The bridge lights were performing a blue-yellow dance. One more click. There were lots of couples at the beach. I caught myself on being a witness of first unsure touches, passionate glances and sighs. They were yet not sure of each others feelings, they still go on playing flirting games. They did not know each other well, and they were so afraid to break that sweet moment. First dates, first touches, first kisses. A very peaceful scene at the beach in the capital city at the Ukrainian map. And somewhere away at the East there was a dead silence in the expectation of night firing. The picture is different. Instead of beaches were dirty trenches, instead of romantic lights were night vision glasses, instead of gentle river was a field with enemies coming close. Loads of cigarettes, constant jokes not to be afraid, weapons day and night, and danger at almost every move. Similar are mostly young faces only wearied by war. They also dream of love, kisses and sighs. However, the most intimate relationships they have are with their reliable automates. Kisses sometimes may be burning though. Two pictures described do not intercross, and yet are linked. Without the second cannot be the first. Without a death cannot be a new life…

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Without being read I cannot write!

Yours Ann

When Ann and Mountains Meet

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It’s not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.” (Sir Edmund Hillary)

Everybody has its own mountain to conquer, so does Ann. How high it is? She did not know until she faced this one. The highest she has ever imagined. As if this Mountain has eyes, it would look at her and think “Hey, you are so small there!”. It would be right to compare this Mountain with her Dream, they are both impossible to reach. They are both too distant and powerful, Ann feels so tiny next to them and yet so devoted to. They both have a huge control over her life and her being. They dictate their rules and invade her space. Ann cannot be perfectly content without both of them. She will suffer a lot and still enjoy its sweet meeting with her Teachers of Life…

“Study how water flows in a valley stream, smoothly and freely between the rocks. Also learn from holy books and wise people. Everything – even mountains, rivers, plants and trees – should be your teacher.” (Morihei Ueshiba)

Let us go out and learn something new today!

My best Friday wishes and postcard for you: http://www.redbubble.com/people/anrostudio/works/22545179-mountains-forest?p=greeting-card&card_size=postcard

Yours Ann

P.S. Have you ever met the Mountains?

PhotoThoughts Abroad: ZAKOPANE

Poland is the neighbor country to the west of Kyiv which influence has spread all over. A long border line separates nation’s minds and makes them feel strangers. What does it mean being Ukrainian? Or being Polish? Can you look for the meaning in your vocabulary? Certainly not. However, you will find the meaning for the “citizenship” and that is what exactly important. Belonging to the Planet, World, and Universe. We need to be part of something, always, as loneliness can kill us. That is why I refuse to accept borders between countries, language barriers and mind blockades. I would like to get as close as possibly to life without any of them and understand why we still remain different mentally and so identical physically. There is a strong wish to inhale this beautiful city and print it in my soul!

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PhotoThought 1: Main Scenes

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I hope you are not tired of my postcards yet (I see your little cunning grimaces). I am not tired of designing them for you in some crazy hope that one day you might need them. It is also a terrific way to gather several photos at once and create a new common picture. The same as assembling a puzzle. Every piece takes its right place. And you look at the entire picture differently, right? The same when I look at the picture above. This is the collective image of Polish city called Zakopane. A very nice city situated in the southern part of Poland almost at the border between Slovakia and Poland attracts every hiker’s attention. You will find there so many routes to walk and so many breathtaking views to capture. In my postcard I decided to focus on little details such as local parks, monuments, and houses. They do not belong to the main attractions, however, they represent local habits and traditions better. Seeing these scenes brings me closer to Polish culture and people. I am eager to catch its specific mountain atmosphere. Air is different here; nature is different as well as atmosphere. It is a typical mountain city where tourism is the most popular occupation. A number of hotels, villas, cafes, restaurants and souvenir shops goes off scale. It is a real tourist resort crowded most of the time. However, there are some narrow streets that can draw the curtain and let you peep through secret hole. Then you are lucky to observe a completely different picture!

 

PhotoThought 2: Mountains 

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Only mountains can be better than the mountains.  This is the love from the first breathe. Air in the mountains is fresh and intoxicating.  

It is always the same with mountains. Once you have lived with them for any length of time, you belong to them. There is no escape.’ (Ruskin Bond) 

And you would not like to escape from them, you prefer staying there forever, just to look at them endlessly. Here there is no time, no distance, no hurry, only they and I. There is almost intimate bond between us. This is a teaser for you, my little Friends, as I made a lot of pictures about mountains and so many breathtaking views.  Be patient!

PhotoThought 3: Countryside 

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In this postcard I am particularly fond of two goats: white and black. Aren’t they look cute? A couple or two family members. They seem to be curious about me and my camera. I can’t stand not taking a snap of them.  I suppose they suit the entire atmosphere perfectly…

 I saw rivers, small houses, fields and gardens. This city is very different from any mountain city in Ukraine. It is visible that people here live much better. While sitting in the local cafe I saw Polish happy faces and felt a bit envy. Please forgive me for being too honest with you, but I wish I could see my Ukrainians the same happy and free one day. Surely, my country is not that hopeless and if everyone does its best it can be really changed for the better, however, it will be a long way. And I would not like to wait so much. Unfortunately, I am a realist as well and see not too much positive. In fact people, my Ukrainians, do surprise me every day with their indifference and rudeness. Even worse, they make me also being indifferent and rude…and that scares me the most!

PhotoThought 4: Houses

How about sit comfortably in these red chairs and enjoy the…houses? I confess I have never seen such a gorgeous and unusual style. These houses drew my attention at once. I could not go by without shooting them. And those windows with colorful flowers and designed yards. Owners prove they are skillful at design. They are proud of beautifully decorated yards. As you may see almost all houses are wooden, a distinctive sign of the mountain region. It brings us back in time: when people could not afford themselves anything better than a humble wooden house. They made their houses from wood found in forests. There were too many forests at those times. On the contrary, nowadays these mansions are a privilege for people with impressive bank accounts. I would not refuse to settle in one of them and you? Just imagine a romantic scene near your fireplace…hmm…I bet you won’t refuse!

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And now tell me something interesting about the city where you live. I am hungry for your comments, impressions and stories. Only one problem – this time I cannot promise you any reward, since your writer was not so successful recently. In my heart I would like to present you something every time you share with me your wonderful story, but I have no good sponsor or investor…yet.

In case you have no good idea what to present your friends or you need to find something special for somebody, here is the link to my designs available for you: 

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Also if you like any of my postcards design, but in your head you imagine your own photos in them, please let me know and I will design for you.  I am also eager to help to design some special card for any special occasion. Give me a hint in the comment or in twitter ann021814 (facebook Ann AnRo) and I’ll contact you as soon as possible! 

Stay in tune! To be continued…

Happy weekend, my little Friends!

Yours Ann

P.S. As I was writing this post world has gone crazy… I have friends from France and I am in deep grief with them. One day France, the other night Turkey…I am lack of appropriate words…just a wish for all of us not to loose being wisdom!

What’s Your Name? (Competition)

My name is Ann and yours? This phrase plays an important role in every day’s life. It has a profound effect on everyone. Especially if you have an unusual name, which might be not clear from the first pronounce. It may even lead to some confusion (in case you still don’t remember his/her name) or a smile at someone’s face. Nevertheless, it is a powerful way of successful communication.

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Every name is unique as its owner. In my country it is not so popular to celebrate name days, however, in Europe and other part of the world it is a wide known reason to have a party with some presents. People cannot be satisfied with only one day per year celebration (birthday), so they came to the conclusion that they need an extra one. Surely, I know that the custom originated with the Catholic and Orthodox calendar of saints, where believers, named after a particular saint, would celebrate that saint’s name day.

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There are really name ways to celebrate your nameday and every country competes for the most extravagant. Unfortunately, I heard only about quite typical traditions including exchange of greetings and presents for this day. I believe it could be nice to witness a very bizzare tradition of celebration with some kind of smashing cakes like Americans do for their birthdays, or “bumps” given to kids at their birthdays in UK, or in Jamaica, a person can expect to have his or her special day celebrated by having copious amounts of flour thrown at them from friends, family and occasionally random onlookers alike, or in Hungary (as well Ukraine), where following the opening of the presents all tug on the earlobes of the lucky birthday boy or girls and etc. It can be pretty nice to establish some particular traditions for namedays as well. What do you think, my little Fellows? Any weird ideas? How do you celebrate your nameday or birthday (if celebrate)? And what does your name mean?

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I’d love to hear your stories…please, please! And the most interesting answers will get a reward, one of the postcards presented in this post upon your choice for free! How about it? Aren’t you interested? The winner will be announced next Friday, June 8, in the beginning of my next scheduled post. Your reward will be delivered to you via post on the address provided to me personally (secrecy guaranteed)!

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Happy weekend!

Love you all,

Yours Ann

The Road Waits To Be Explored

My dear little Friends, I am happy to see you browsing through my blog in search of some interesting pictures or stories. It depends on what you are interested more. Hope all of you can find something for themselves. I love hearing your ideas, remarks, experience or wishes, which are always very wisdom and help me a lot. Thank you in advance for being attentive to my funny chatting with you! I appreciate it a lot! Hugely!

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Recently I have seized an opportunity to visit one of the family businesses dealing with cheese production. A lovely experience worth of being shared with you, right? I confess I felt very curious about it and even more than it is allowed. It is a known fact that family businesses during good economic times don’t earn as much money as companies with a more dispersed ownership structure. But when the economy slumps, family firms far outshine their peers. While visiting this small cheese business I came almost to the same conclusion. This family has a good place to work and live. Just look at the surroundings shown in the pictures, isn’t it Heaven? Their house is located in the mountain region. It is calm and no fumes. Imagine how cows roam free in this fresh air and graze in lush pastures of tender grass. There is milk in fresh air and what amazing taste it should have. I tasted that cheese and YUM, it was delicious! I bet you would love it. Choice is big and for every caprice. For a short moment I caught myself of being envy of them. I realized that family business is the best venture where everybody works hard and doesn’t waste time for intrigues. Yeah, exactly, in huge corporate office people do only one thing well, they scheme against each other. They are waiting when you mess it up. Everyone tries to find out whether your salary is not bigger than his/her…and that’s only the tip of an iceberg! Family business concentrates mostly on their profits, thus they understand that team work is important. They are oriented at fulfilling their goals and helping each other. It feels good, isn’t it? I confess I would like the same and who won’t? Working hard in the circle of your family and friends seems ideal to me. And for you? Don’t be shy, tell me…please…please!

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I suppose I became so involved with this topic that forgot to introduce you my new idea or, better to say, project. My previous posts have been already devoted to postcards I designed, however, I had no idea what to do further with them. Accidentally I came across some website who offers photographers and designers to sell their creations through their internet shops, I did hesitate a lot before making a decision. I am still not sure whether it was a good idea, but I gave it a try. I place my first postcard and greeting designs officially here:http://www.redbubble.com/people/anrostudio/works/22058357-lake-mirroring

And now would like to present them to you!

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Stunning designs and discounts of 20% on every order of 8+ cards. 300gsm card with a satin finish. 30% discount available on all cards when you purchase more than 16. Superior quality printing with a fine writing surface. All greeting cards supplied with craft envelopes. Prices are visible by clicking the links!

3D Hungary

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 I kindly (very very) ask you to let me know whether you like them! My initial plan was to sell my postcards at Ebay and deal with shipping on my own, but I faced high shipping prices and thought that prices for postcards won’t be cheaper than those ones at this webshop. Perhaps you know some better, more personal, solution to this problem. I am grateful for any advice! It seems Redbubble starts printing and shipping in time and provides constant notification of your order.

Card Rabbit

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You might ask why I decided to deal with such a competitive field where I have almost no chance, I will reply you that my postcards are yet different from usual ones. Bulk greeting cards business is aimed at earning money, while I almost earn no money since webshop does printing and shipping and takes money for it. My cards give me a possibility to release my creative energy and maybe showing you something what you have not seen yet. These cards are designed firstly in my head and only then typed on a screen. It is a long way to implementation of my dreams and projects intended to brighten every singly moment of life, yours and mine. That is my road to be explored and which is yours???

Love you all,

Yours Ann