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Monday, April 24, 2017

Rose Studio Valentine '17 Open House online presence

The Rose Studio Valentine '17 Open House and Exchange is now officially over. We had a few visitors and some buyers. This time, however we did not maintain an extensive online presence. So perhaps this is understandable. We took the time to do some much needed clean up in our locker. The event took place downstairs in the locker section of the residence. The other open houses we maintained a pretty big online presence and what happened we were told we could not get some pin money by these little sales. It was not permitted for people to hold sales in the house. Unfortunately what this means is that everything I have is repeatedly give away free. I came a big house and I am being so cleaned out that I find scandalous. This seems to be okay with the home. To compound the problem I have not to guess who is taking the merchandise since they are both powerful and wealthy despite their constant claims that they are working for the poor. How am I going to get rid of my condition of poverty and perserve my dignity? Any attempt to work leads to two results. Iam given low cast unpleasant jobs to do, according to my preferences. And every bit of the effort and labor I make is taken by the very same people who, again are both powerful and wealthy. They are also in no way hesitant to use both their power and their wealth to do what they want. I don't know what to do. And I live in constant fear.

Rose Studio Valentine Open House: more than a sale

Rose Studio Valentine '17 Open House and Exchange is a sale. But it is more things than that. It is an opportunity for interested people to purchase some of my clothing. But it also a start to end my own personal poverty. Its a funny thing but at the end, most of the clothing went to the same source: charity. In my house there are two kinds of charity available: like everything in the neighborhood there are always the thrift shops. But we also have a place where we can give the things we don't need anymore to people who might be able to use them. Keeping the merchandise is not an option as I have very little space to exist in. So merchandise which is valuable, and costly must very quickly be gotten rid of once new possessions come in. THis time especially, I found this very frustrating. As I prepared the stuff to give away without compensation I was aware of two things. One, the items had cost me quite a lot of my available funds and there would be no compensation for them once they left my world. And second, my possessions would be treated if I would ever see them again, as almost worthless, junk, so to speak. And so I too would be relegated to the category of Junk, or nearly worthless. It is with sadness that I have learned this. me

Recent Rose studio Valentine '17 open house

Here's some more thoughts about the Recent Rose studio Valentine '17 open house. In the residence where I live there are many people with difficult temperaments. So people are encouraged to not have confrontations. To me that means two things. First of all I stay mostly by myself in my room. And second of all I usually do not speak. This makes it very difficult to sell. How can I sell when I don't usually speak? Second of all I sell objects for much less the value than they should be sold for. I am so happy to sell anything that I take a very low price for my work. This time the infinity jacket that was given to me by an important Air Force pilot was very difficult to part with. The positive thing about having little space is that you get to get a good rate of turnover of objects. The negative thing is that I receive no compensation for the objects.

about the Rose to Studio Open House

More thoughts about the Rose to Studio Open House and occasions like this. I was brought up from childhood to young adulthood to concentrate first and foremost on the pride and the importance of owning property and a home. The idea of property, I now know, includes social position, a room, a family, furniture, and a home. In other words, the very essence of honor and propriety centers around the house, a home and a family. If one did not have a rich or important life, one had one’s stuff to surround themselves with.

It seems for all my adult life I have been deprived of material possessions in the most brutal and horrible manner, time and time again. This they like very much indeed. Breaking drugs, being forced to live outside in the freezing cold, social ostracizing, and the jail system are buffer zones protecting society from undesirable or embarrassing elements. And they have been have used as a quiet zone, a great place for people, who cannot get the things I could at the time, to quietly amass things without having to deal with the people that I got them from. For example, people will give important donations to orphans or adults in great distress that they would not give to a business person, for example.

It is in these undesirable places that people had buyers. Once I got articles like furniture, they could turn a tidy profit with the merchandise. In other words, clearly to myself I have been used as a fence too much for me to tolerate.

As for myself I have never gotten any compensation for a lifetime of amassing furniture clothes electronics and the like. As a matter of fact, it is the contrary. I am in the extreme position of living in shelter for the poor. The habit of divesting me of everything happens naturally here since my living space is very tiny. And every time my possessions are given away due to lack of space, the money that I have put into them is also completely gone. The situation gets embarrassing when it is taken into account that the order that runs this shelter refuses to have anything to do with material possessions. So the situation continues and I am left penniless and uncompensated.
Now it is time for me to find a solution. Now it is time for me not to be victimized in such a brutal manner. Hence I start a journey to reclaim my possessions, as well as the knowledge that it takes to amass possessions.

I am in a buffer zone

I am in a buffer zone now. This offers quite an opportunity for pirates to usurp many things. One is my qualifications and experience as an entertainer, patron of the arts and artist.
Yes, continuing the conversation about a buffer zone: what I'm talking about clearly, as I think about it, is pirates. Pirates in the clean traditional sense. Think of your nautical history. Would pirates will do is get a victim, attack them in some manner and send them to get help obviously distressed and clearly alone. However, the Pirates have never left. They are on the side looking for more or bigger prey.
And that is what happened. A very useful tool for pirates that I have are homelessness and buffer zones such as halfway houses, controlling drugs, and anything that clearly keeps people away from the mainstream of society. What's the victim unknowingly Lures in help, so that the Pirates can score more pray.
The problem is this could go on for a lifetime if this pirates are educators and policies makers. So what that means is besides the Pirates they are always looking for slaves and the best kind of slaves are young ones like children. Once they have your children they could attacl you in in many ways. Think of private schools that are not close to the parents but close enough that they keep tabs on the children on a regular basis. Such a situation can be on occasion a marvelous situation for Pirates because often they are hidden from the family and the money. And certainly, the family and the money will be there soon. Meanwhile a lucky pirate could take his time and work with the child. Another great place for Pirates to lurk at are on family vacations.
Let me give an example of the worth of some of the objects that I am talking about. I had a great opportunity, recently, to visit the home of a certain Aristocrat in the Arabic world. I had noticed this woman a couple of years ago for her exceptional beauty. As luck would have it, some of the furniture I gave away under distressing circumstances ended up, clearly marked with my name, in an extremely wealthy household. What did I receive for it? Nothing. Not only that I was shot into the homeless network without a cent and remain there still. Piracy indeed.

a great place for Pirates to lurk

Continuing my dialogue on Pirates where's a great place for Pirates to lurk obviously to me it's within the university system think of what happens when you have an accomplished child you will send them to Princeton or Harvard or Yale or John Hopkins anywhere away from the city where you live. And quite clearly a great place an opportunity to meet and be victimized by pirates

I own my company

So these are random thoughts that occurred to me while writing other texts. I try to keep each article relatively short and to the point. (this is K.V. Fabian speaking to you, I am the Principal Artist of Art Fabian Company) Here's some more stuff:

I actually own my company. I actually do almost nothing but housework and business work. At this point I find myself in a very solitary place. But this very fact gives me a lot of opportunity to tidy up on special problems. Right now, I am tackling a major organization of all the photographs that I have made in the past years. There are literally thousands of them, enough to fill up six 1 million T external hard drives.

Walking Naked (and Forgetting about clothes)

I live currently in a shelter run by an very austere order. As someone who does not want religion for herself I have some unusual thoughts to air. These are my thoughts. They are not either written in gold nor your thoughts. These are thoughts that are mine. Here goes: I will fly some stuff to you about my life with devote people. This concerns clothing attire and the idea of getting rid of any kind of work (at all) with your attire.

As far as I can see there are two ways people handle it. They forget about any clothes whatsoever and just wear a uniform like a nun. Nuns wear their uniforms and those who don't have the right to wear the uniform wear just a few clothes without changing them too much. I am not a fan of this habit. I thought that woman wearing the same clothes for the whole week is not appropriate social behavior. But I live with many (if not most of the people) who believe the contrary. Its all in the name of being austere. Another way to be austere is to wear anything that vaguely fits. So, mismatches Christian clothing is de rigor. For example, you wear a skirt, socks sneakers and t-shirt that said ' I have visited St. Joseph's Oratory'. Or you just wear stuff that obviously is old. It doesn't have to match just as long as it looks conservative. And you wear this as long as you can.

Charity Clothing and Cleaning them

I noticed in the article before which was written previously that I said that people wear anything and this as long as they can. That's not necessarily true if you get it from charity. If its from charity it has to at least give an impression that it has been washed. And thats like a free laundry service. You have nothing to do but go to your depot and change your outfit. the cleaning is taken care of for you.

about clothing practices and devout people

Let me fly to you more thoughts about clothing practices and devout people.
I live under the supervision of a lot of people who are not permitted to buy new clothing. I have quietly listen to all this talk of how great and high it is to wear old clothing. And I having a really lot of trouble agreeing with it.
You see, in the past, as well, I have been a very happy and dedicated buyer of contemporary fashion. Being a person who lives with religious people of all sorts, I am in a great disadvantage of disliking any kind of religion whether it is socially acceptable or rather wild. So as stated, I have been unquestioningly going to the thrift shops and duly picking up my wardrobe from there as well as all sorts of church and charity bazaars. Being poor and also being an artist I am very much aware that I have a poor body.
There are very few clothes that fit me in the world of charity. I am very stout.

Random Thoughts

So that's all for now. this is K.V. Fabian speaking to you from the very chic Rose Studio of Art Fabian Company. The Rose Studio is our living/working hub. I had some random thoughts just written down and I thought they might be interesting to think about. this time they had a lot to do about clothing attire and people's attitudes.
Your thoughts on the subject are most welcome.
One point that i must stress, unfortunately. I am just stating my own position on the subject. I am in no means trying to offend or change other peoples' habit. Silence on topics works most of the time and then you leave something a while and its like a monkey on your back.
One more thought before I leave you. I am fighting tooth and nail financially to get a contemporary, business attire without undue time and effort. So I keep on thinking of proper business attire and the amount of money someone on charity should spend on clothing. But yesterday I got out of the box into the realm of the impossible or the unjust. People are not always honest about attire. Can I be fighting for the proper clothing attire or can I be fighting people who feel that I should not be wearing clothing at all for whatever reason. Can my foes be people who feel that, like the woman who claimed to be my mother, I should spend most of my day in house pajamas? I hope not. Because if that is so and I am fighting people who want to force me to do this, it smacks suspiciously of my human rights being violated.
This has been a K.V" Update in which I published random thoughts about art, business and clothing attire. If I don't write again, Please have a great holiday Season. Best wishes to all.

Friday, April 14, 2017

The Fabian Question

The Fabian question

Prelude

My mother was thoroughly traumatized in the Second World War. She had lost all of her family and was the only living survivor my father as well had lost all his family but it was my mother that was the problemsshe could not control the conversation I was afraid of attack all the time by the same people who killed her family this was a very bad thing since we had been placed in the neighbourhood we're almost everybody was of the same nationality as the people who killed her familyithis would mean that there would be trouble for certain so it was to be expected that we would one day be up ducted to Germany and it was there that both my mother and father were murdered. as a small child I found myself alone survivor I was also very bright child and have been kidnapped before this was not the first people that I would call my parentsas a small child I found myself alone survivor I was also very bright child and have been kidnapped before this was not the first people that I would call my parents although the people fromThe town I lived in were forced were told to kill meiit was clear to them this would be a mistake I was much too intelligent for them to kill I would make a great difference for their communitys so there were several people who left Europe and snuck back into Canada. Ffor myself this would only be the beginning of my problem once I arrive to the only place I knew as home it was clear someone had taken my density and I had actually no place to live.  

Confused and disjointed thoughts

·          I was at this point that several actions took place any name that I knew was brainwashed from my head. I was also witness to a clean up after a rather terrible gang raped and forced pregnancy. T The woman had born an illegitimate child who she loathed. I I watched the woman killed her child. It would be the first time I would receive the name that I have to this dayt. This is the name of the murdered  child. The name is Kathy Vivian Fabian.
·          at the time I got the name I was happy to take it. I was under the impression I would choose my own name and I had to choose it myself. I came up with the miraculously intelligent idea to choose this young little babies name. I reasoned it was because someone would understand that the child had been murdered and that the replacement of my name was a foul thing to me. To me what The name meant  was twofold. Number one I had witnessed a horrible murder. And number two it was a horrible thing that I had to get rid of my name and choose myself a new one. U unfortunately this was very convenient for the criminal. If I became Kathy Fabian and Fabian even for a little while she never died right at that time. This is that foul play could be more easily hidden if the couple had time.
·          Let us go forward a little bit of whilea apparently as I think of it now I must've had no name for a little while. B very soon I would witness another horrible crime again. I had probably already witnessed the actual murder of my real father and was thoroughly traumatized from it and actually the witnessing of civil really brutal murders. So when I heard his victim screaming for help I rushed to save him. It is very convenient that the person that I said was actually Andrew Fabian who was the person who killed the first child. B when he suggested I keep the name Kathy Vivian Fabian because he likes little girls I thought that was an excellent idea and that he would be a benevolent father. I realize now as an adult he doesn't have to be a father at all but a mentor and he has been a very brutal and terrible mentor and very painful.

·          His mentorship is very deceiving in two ways . To myself and many witnesses it looks like I have a very rich mentor and a benevolent one. But if he is hostile or I'm concerned I can also have absolutely no name and identity at the same time without him having any problem whatsoever. I have many grave doubts about his benevolence and his mentor ship because I have been screaming in horrible pain for years. Also I retain knowledge that Kathy Vivian Fabian is the name of his daughter and Sophia rains and not mine originallyAlso I retain knowledge that Kathy Vivian Fabian is the name of his daughter and Sophia rains and not mine originally. since my own name was brainwashed out of me I have no knowledge of my actual name at this time this is a very dangerous thing in a convent residence. It looks suspiciously like I have had never any name. I I must resolve the issue I must know who I am and where I came from. The very fact that the luck of my name causes me such distress at this time is an indication people have said that I have add originally name and one that I was proud of. The question remains how do I find out where I come from and who I am.
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