Saturday, March 24, 2018

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Thursday, March 22, 2018

Ruslan Khais Art Studio

About Ruslan Khais
I have been a full-time artist based in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania for more than 20 years. Professionally trained, I hold a four-year certificate from the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Art — America's oldest museum and art school. I have also spent three years working in-studio with renowned artist Osvaldo Romberg.

For the last ten years, I have worked predominantly in the genre of abstract landscape. Generally, my paintings skirt the boundary between representation and pure abstraction. In my work, color, form, gesture, and the physical characteristics of paint are all of great interest and importance. Almost all of my paintings have been inspired by the natural landscape, which means behind every abstraction is a particular place, time and specific atmospheric condition.

I often use the pallet knife as a tool of applying paint as it offers a certain amount of control over the process. Along with the technical reasons, I take significant pleasure in spreading, scraping, applying and reapplying, then molding and transforming this into a painting. Oil and cold encaustic over acrylic is a technique personally developed and, I believe, best suited to my artistic goals and temperament.

It is very difficult to create an abstract painting that is not an imitation of the often-glorified imagery of drips, pours, stains and other visual clich├ęs. Instead, it requires developing a personal and individual painting style, which is a never-ending process.

Works on Paper
All figurative paintings were done at live-model drawing sessions and only high-quality art supplies and materials used.

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Security System by Clyde Hoch

Security System
by Clyde Hoch

A couple of years ago I purchased a security system. It weighed about 12 pounds, it was quite pricey. I had my choice of black or brown. I thought black looked better and would not be seen at night.

The system probably cost me about $50 a month, everything in consideration. I am pleased with it. It lets me know when someone comes near my yard. It lets me know when something is not quite right in my yard. Most people that see it are usually very afraid of it until they get used to it.

The system has gained about 100 pounds, has large teeth and runs very fast. The system is a 110-pound Doberman. He is with me almost all the time. He loves chasing squirrels, cats and kids. He never caught a squirrel, I don’t know what he would do if he did.

I saw a young boy playing in my yard, my Doberman saw him and ran towards him. The poor kid looked back as he was running and had a look on his face like he was a goner. I let it go until the Doberman was about 100 feet from the kid when I called him back. I never saw the kid in my yard again.

My Doberman has become my best friend. No matter what the price, he is worth it. He and I went to school one day a week for over a year, so he could be my service dog.

I used to take him to a meeting when he was young, and people got angry because he was bored and whined. I was told not to bring him to that meeting again. I told them neither he or I would attend the meeting again.

He is over two years old now and when I take him to meetings he is very good. At times I ask if anyone would mind if I took his service dog vest off. Most people look forward to it. Once his vest is off he is free to do almost what he wants. Usually he runs around the room greeting everyone. Once I called him back and put the vest on he settles down and is quiet.

I had him in classes that were eight hours long. When we got our first break I took him out to a field to run. As we were walking out I heard several people say they didn’t even know a dog was in the room. The only time he got up was when a person in a desk behind us accidentally bumped him with his foot.

People can not believe the difference with the vest-on vest-off thing. People say it’s like a light switch, he is a totally different dog.

As a veteran with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) it is very hard to trust people. I totally trust my buddy. I sleep better at night knowing he is nearby and would wake me if anything happened. I can not stand being in large groups of people. It is much better with my buddy. I don’t know what I would do without him. I don’t think he would know what to do without me.

In Vietnam we all worked together and had each other’s back. I know my buddy has my back. It is a very comfortable feeling.

The drawback to having him is people who would normally walk right by me, now want to pet him or talk about him. Do not pet or talk to a dog with a service dog vest on. A service dog is not a therapy dog. A service dog must go through extensive training. A therapy dog does not. A therapy dog is trained so people can pet him and feel better. A service dog must be admitted into any establishment. A therapy dog does not.

A service dog is trained to do specific tasks for their teammate. For instance, when I’m driving he sits on the back seat. When I get road rage he puts his head on my shoulder and no matter how angry I am he calms me down. I have already banged my fist on my desk. He got up, came to me and licked my arm. In meetings when I get to something very sensitive to me, he nudges me. When he nudges me, I know it’s time to think about something else. Once I had him laying about 30 feet from me. I got to something that was very sensitive to me and he got up and came to me. People in the audience noticed it.

I know people do not understand the bond between a veteran and his service dog.

Connect with Clyde…

Read Clyde's childhood story about Spike, a cherished Clydesdale...

Books by Clyde Hoch:

Tracks Memoirs of a Vietnam Veteran This is Clyde’s military experience as a tank commander in Vietnam.

A Tribute to Tankers has a short description on a type of tank and follows with stories of people who served in that type of tank in combat, starting with WWI and ends with Iraq.

B. A. R. Man Browning Automatic Rifle Man is the story of a young man who does some amazing things in the Korean War until he is wounded and captured by the Chinese. He is forced to march 200 miles with no medical attention. He is held as a POW for two and a half years.

A Man Down is the story of four young men who gave their lives for their country. This book won a bronze medal from Readers Favorite.

Albion is Clyde’s first work of fiction. It has eight chapters. Each chapter is a different story and different period in time.

God Help Me! Cause No One Else Will is Clyde’s sixth book. It is about post-traumatic stress disorder and veteran's suicides and how to prevent them. 

Monday, March 19, 2018

Ginny's Horse Product Review


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Ginny writes… “I’m totally addicted to shopping for my horses! I'm always scouring the internet for reviews and talking to my local horse buddies to get the 411 on the latest and greatest stuff. From supplements and bits, to saddle pads and hoof boots, I'm always on the lookout for the best products for my horses. My horse friends know that I'm always onto the latest horse products, and I've been sharing my reviews by word of mouth for years. I've recently started sharing videos and blogs about my experiences with various horse products!”

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Sunday, March 18, 2018

Saturday, March 17, 2018

Happy St. Patrick's Day 2018

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

St. Patrick is not all about shamrocks and chasing snakes from Ireland. We celebrate the day by remembering St. Patrick himself, the man who was known as the Apostle of Ireland - establishing churches and proclaiming Christ. 

St. Patrick was born in 385 in Roman Britannia in the town of Dumbarton, Scotland. He begins his autobiographical St. Patrick's Confession...

"My name is Patrick. I am a sinner, a simple country person, and the least of all believers. I am looked down upon by many. My father was Calpornius. He was a deacon; his father was Potitus, a priest, who lived at Bannavern Taburniae."

Legend says that St. Patrick used the shamrock to teach pagans about the Trinity. There are no snakes in Ireland thanks to St. Patrick, so the legend says. Patrick had a difficult time in his early years. At sixteen, he was captured by barbarian Irish pirates and taken in chains to Ireland to become a farm laborer. Patrick escaped after six years of toil. During his years in slavery, his faith became stronger and his devotion to Christ deeper. Returning to his homeland, he vowed to return to Ireland to convert his kidnappers and the pagans who lived there. His faith kept him strong, and after years of living dangerously, he converted the king and a portion of the kingdom. 

While in slavery, Patrick wrote a prayer that we remember today and always...

"Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left, Christ when I lie down, Christ when I sit down, Christ when I arise, Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of everyone who speaks of me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me."

We celebrate your life, St. Patrick!
Wishing you a Happy Journey to Spring!
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