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Direction, a cultural introduction

Getting to know the word from all angles...

Michal is mulling over the prospect of reinforcing his majestic Fiction Corpus with a history of the art fair; cites fatigueDictionary icon

I don't question the potential of employing English as an international standard. I don't believe in the dullish route by which the English language is taught.Pointer

Boosting a person's finesse for a language isn't like developing a more valuable coin. A language - a spoken tongue - isn't just an instrument that you can learn to utilize with greater amounts of precision. A spoken language cannot be riven from the prevailing culture of a community of which it is a description. A language isn't recited; it happens - and keeps happening as long as a circle of people keeps using it.

Teaching people to recite English is to strip them of its cultural context. A worthy educator must find a way to introduce it; the wisest pupil goes out to seek it.

A dictionary - properly used - can become an influential tool. A decent dictionary will describe words on the basis of a particular corpus, a body of written language of various scope and consistency. A corpus might contain anything from a book about literature to a lot of novels. I labored on my "extravagant" Fiction Corpus to form a distinct kind of dictionary based on the ability of one man to tell a story in many different forms. It is a labor of love and listening.

I have drafted a million words and I have enumerated them, reframing them - not just to teach an American tongue but to reveal the human spirit, and to prod that spirit or soul not just to recite but to happen.

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Help End Sexual harassment With ArtOne of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

Strength and dignity are her clothing...

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Author's Note: I have been enjoined from sharing the details of my true romance adventure until such time that the other party is prepared to present her perspective on the affair arrangement...Pointer

When I arrived in Europe on the 20th of June, 2011, I had no plan and certainly no idea that by the end of the week I would be practicing photography with a woman I had never met, a naturist who had never before allowed herself to be photographed nude. It was the first of a whole series of firsts for the both of us.

I knew naturism was popular in many parts of Europe and as an artist who had worked on body acceptance for his entire career I was keen on documenting some small part of it. Lo and behold, I found a very important part of it hiding in Poland. Her name was Margo.

I was American. Freshly arrived in Europe and the new owner of a '97 Ford Escort made in Germany. The only thing I had to complain about was the fact that the owner's manual was in German. She was from Poland, and a German-language owner's manual for a car bought in Poland wasn't the only thing she had to complain about. Something as small as that didn't even register.

I've never gone hungry without deserving it. I've never been systemically beaten by a parent. I've never been fondled by a priest. That doesn't mean I can't listen to somebody who has had to experience such abuse and it doesn't mean I can't try to understand. Margo and I traveled 6,000 miles together. We slept in the same tent. We had to listen to each other. A person shouldn't need 6,000 miles to do it. We should be able to listen to each other just because we want to. We should've been taught to do it. If we haven't been taught, we should be learning how to do it and learning fast.

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6,000 miles across Europe with a complete stranger

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During our trip across Europe, Margo very bravely opened up to me and to the camera. It was a difficult thing to do considering the scars that she carries. I wanted to share with the world her often joyful, often sad, often angry but always liberating experience except that the Internet is full of pictures of naked women and men and full of trolls who abuse them.

I realized that what I really need to point out is not the openness that Margo and I cultivated between ourselves, but the darkness that continues to surround us. When I censor nudity, I do so in a way that does not compromise the integrity of the human body. In censoring the photographs that Margo and I took during our trip, I was quick to notice that in those pictures where Margo was at her most open, at her most unguarded and most relaxed, in a word, when she was herself and basking in the sun I was forced to blacken her completely.

Why does our society drive people into darkness? Why can we not accept ourselves as we are? Why can we not accept our bodies? Have we truly become eunuchs? Or are we capable of defying the sickness that pits us against each other? Together we could conquer the devils that abuse us.

Whether you enjoy being nude or not, whether you've been photographed nude or not, but especially if, for you, like for Margo, it's something you never thought you would do, consider submitting your own photograph to be published in a censored manner as a form of protest against the ubiquitous presence of the human body on the internet, naked or not, that is published and duplicated ad infinitum without context and without regard for the identity or the needs of the individual being depicted.

Michal's Dictionary:
Understanding the word Direction

A word can represent many things. First and foremost it represents a type of gesture. A specific way of speaking. A specific way of inscribing a mark. A specific way of moving your hand. To know one of these kinds of gestures is to know how to pronounce the word direction in some kind of way.

If you want to communicate an idea using the word direction, you will need to know what other people are made to think when you make the gesture. You will never have complete awareness of or control over the associations or identities that are invoked by a set of words, but you can know what was and what is a single word's jointly accepted definition, at least for a given place, thereby tracing a direction which will help you to understand what kinds of associations and identities are driving its use.

By using the word yourself, you enter into a long-standing albeit oftentimes unconscious debate over its definition, forever entangling yourself into the history of its use. The way you use it, and which other words you use it with carries weight.

The more you know about where the word direction is located in the fabric of a language, the better you will be at exploiting its cultural power.

Pronunciation of DirectionMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish a pronunciation for the word direction.

Video of me pronouncing "direction."

Definition of DirectionMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish the definition of direction.

I'm sure it won't take too long.

Common use of direction in illustrative example sentencesMargo on a trampoline

  1. The interviewer asked me how well I am at taking direction and I sort of choked. I didn't know what to say.

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  2. I don't like the direction this debate is going.

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  3. I have yet to come up with a third sentence using the word direction.

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  4. I have yet to come up with a fourth sentence using the word direction.

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  5. I have yet to come up with a fifth sentence using the word direction.

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Usage of Direction in Michal's Fiction CorpusMargo on a trampoline

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Michal's Fiction Corpus of Acceptance Literature (FiCAL) is presented under the Bare Bottom imprint. It is currently comprised of six bodies of work, each representing a different pillar of culture and incorporating a wide variety of writhing styles.

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Direction, a morphological approach

I have yet to make a morphological analysis of the word direction.

That doesn't mean it's not high on my list.

Table of Frequency for the Word "Direction."

This table lists in descending order the total number of times that the word directionand any of its morphological derivations appears in the Fiction Corpus, along with a breakdown of frequency by title, the respective rank of each word in the complete list of all words in the Corpus, as calculated both densely and competitively, as well as the percent increase in frequency of the word over the frequency of the next lowest rank in the complete list.

Margo stretching her arms
Percent Increase over next rankRANKWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
densecompetitivemodern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to publish the table of frequency for the word direction, but I will get to it shortly. -Michal

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Usage of Direction in Death to McDonalds

An aerial view of Dodger Stadium in the foreground, with an imaginary partially submerged Los Angeles behind

A story bible for a comic book series set in a post climate-change California narrated by eight characters who live through a natural disaster that sinks Los Angeles and triggers a war with an expansionist Mexican government covertly supported by China.

Frame #4296

i didnt have to call mark. mark found me. he got a report of a crazed boater cutting through the marina. heading in my direction.

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30 September, 3:14 AM

Frame #1515

nobodys saying where mcdonalds was stationed. in what direction he fled. it doesnt make sense. its not like people arent panicked enough.

Chase Credit

13 August, 8:06 AM

Frame #2894

twitter said .i thought we were going to vegas.. i told him vegas isnt in the direction of mexico. maybe his mind isnt as set as he thinks.

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28 August, 1:54 PM

Frame #1898

29palms is completely cut off. flames in every direction. except north. but its still hot. ordnance on base keeps exploding. i can hear it.

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16 August, 5:15 PM

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Usage of Direction in The Gospel of Jesus H.

A picture of the planet Mars

An experimental science fiction Christology that makes Jesus the hard boiled narrator of his own early years on a bizarro earth made dark by volcanic ash and informally ruled by a man from Mars who sells bottled air.

Butt-pressing was all good and fun, but Jesus was hungry for more. Turning onto his back, he pressed his whole body against Zoe's. She pressed back. Then, wiggling around, she gave Jesus what seemed like the perfect opportunity to roll onto his right side. He did it! They were both facing the same direction! Unfortunately, Jesus lacked either the imagination or the experience to let his arms fall in strategic places. They were left in the most uncomfortable and inconvenient areas: underneath his torso in the first case (his right arm), and too close to Zoe's back in the other, more important one. More wiggling would be necessary before his left arm were ready to strike.

Verse 630 from the chapter called Security

"Where did you go for heroin?"

"To a store," he said.

"What store?"

"I don't know: I don't remember what it was called."

"Where was it?"

"I don't remember the address."

"Draw me a fucking map."

"Alright: I'll draw you a map," he said. "But terrorists are everywhere."

"I know that."

"That's where they are," he said.

"What?"

"Around that store: that's where they are."

"I don't fucking care," I said. "Just give me the fucking directions."

"They're on that street: I know that. It's been evacuated."

"Then show me the fucking way to the goddamn back door."

"Alright," he said. "I'll draw you a map."

Verses 819-834 from the chapter called Adolescence

"The funny thing is: we never got lost. Every time we thought we were lost, we stopped, asked for directions, and it turned out we were on the right road. That happened about twenty times. But worst of all was near the end: they built so many new roads around here, I thought we were really lost. Turned out, just like all the other times, we weren't being patient enough: we kept turning off the road too soon. We hadn't seen the sign yet 'cause we hadn't gotten to it. But how many people we had to wake up to find out! At three in the morning! Two hundred kilometers or whatever it was, we had taken ten hours to cross. Every time we were going at a steady pace, which, for us, meant top speed on level terrain (the only time we were going any faster was coasting downhill), I looked at the speedometer and it said fifty-five kilometers an hour: there was no way that was true. It never fell below thirty even if we were crawling along. Oh, but we blew a tire! That was a god-awful disaster. It took a whole hour to change. My grandfather was so stubborn: he had to do it himself. And then the car rolled off the jack - what a mess! In the pouring rain!

Verse 214 from the chapter called Adolescence

We stopped bothering him. Sapper circled back to the birch grove. I lingered. Most of the hunters were a hundred and fifty meters away near the edge of the forest. Some of them climbed into a white electric truck and drove back down the way we came. The rest disappeared. I could hear their dogs barking in the distance. By the time I ambled my way to the forest's edge, I saw them two hundred meters away, walking around someone's cornfield. I wondered if they had shooting rights. There were fifteen men with barking dogs walking down one way, while another group spread itself down the other direction. Each man began covering about thirteen meters worth of cornfield. They were going to flush it out, whatever it happened to be. Wild boar, I guessed.

"What's going on?" asked Sapper from behind.

Verses 53-54 from the chapter called Bohemia

Now, in those days, the faithful people of Treblinka did not shake hands as a sign of peace but nodded their heads in a systematic but nevertheless variegated way. In fact, as a young man, Jesus had never been really sure whether there were a correct way, or, at least, a more favored one. He was always too busy nodding. Some people began by nodding to the front (to no one in particular), and then, nodding once every few degrees (again, to no one in particular), they would turn their heads to the right (or to the left, if they happened to be against the right wall) until, reaching the limit of cervical torsion in one direction, they would turn their heads all the way to the other end (unless they were against the wall) and begin once again turning and nodding in even increments (once again, to no one in particular) until, once again, they were facing front. Some nodded first to their right neighbor (regardless whether that neighbor were nodding first to the front) and then to their left neighbor (also regardless wither that neighbor were nodding) and then once or twice over the left shoulder - if anyone's eyes were caught, then to that person - otherwise, to no one in particular. That was Jesus's favorite method. It saved on nodding.

Verse 96 from the chapter called Vows

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Usage of Direction in Sex for Children

A drawing of a man between a woman's legs in front of another man in a hospital bed

A literature book narrated by a pair of siblings on either side of the Atlantic whose profoundly weird sexual experiences pose a serious challenge to their traditional understanding of mathematicians, marriage, gay young men and God.

Looking from beyond his tinted window, he spied upon the gathering crowds. He looked at every face, conscious of the possibility that she might be wearing different garments. How impossible, he thought. How purely impossible! There was a multitude! He was only looking in one direction: he was looking left. There was no time to look right. He would have to look on that side on the way back. But what if he missed her!

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 2, Understanding Physical Desire, Paragraph 8

Now there is only so much I can do: I am trying to point you in the right direction. It is my belief that Indiana was infected many years ago, when you were still a child on the shores of Lake Ontario. You are not to blame; but you are no longer a child, and the first thing we must accept is that this sort of thing is indeed a verruca vulgaris: it is a common affliction, as pervasive in society as in the bodies of those infected. Nevertheless, each man must face his own feelings first, and alone; but when you do, remember: it is a thirsty saturation: these feelings; you will not satisfy yourself by slowly and meticulously draining them. You must drown them, and sincerely hope that they will eventually wash away.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 5, Warts, Paragraph 3

ANDY: Gravity? My dear Olympia: gravity is attraction. And it sounds very simple, but I'm afraid it's not - it's very complicated. In fact, it's a mystery. And the worst thing about gravity: no matter what you do, it tries to send you in two separate directions.

OLYMP: Why's that?

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 6, The Sixth Day, Part 1, Children & Education Reform, Section 2, Discussing Heaven with a Child, Paragraphs 30-31

ANDY: Imagine if the world were made of gas - now wouldn't that be funny? Except gravity would send us all straight to the center. And do you know what happens when your self's centered? You lose all sense of direction. You're lost. You're topsy-turvy and quite helpless.

OLYMP: Can you get out?

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 6, The Sixth Day, Part 1, Children & Education Reform, Section 2, Discussing Heaven with a Child, Paragraphs 40-41

For a moment, I wondered why. Maybe I thought they were applauding my courage. But then, instinct was more powerful, and I was the first to rip my hand away and start clapping. I was looking out the corner of my eye. It took Indiana quite a long time to start clapping. I took note of that. But immediately after the applause, without looking directly at Indiana (throwing my head in her direction but stopping short, looking obliquely, at the back of someone's chair in the preceding row), I quietly excused myself and ran to the restroom - for no purpose: I didn't have to do anything. So I got a drink of water instead.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 1, The First Day, Part 1, Victory & Calendar Reform, Section 13, Apprehension, Paragraph 7

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Usage of Direction in Tsiga Tsiga Tsiga

Bullets whizzing by a statue of Nikola Tesla

A collection of stories featuring a sexy Parisian ghost, a spooky Moon base full of vagina-faced aliens, a policeman with an Irish name, a truck full of watermelons, a flautist, and a man who has to see another man about a diseased horse.

Tae was confused. Within a few weeks, he discovered the wisdom of Kwon's words. He realized he had been too hasty with Fu. He was growing tired of her square figure. Often he found himself staring in the direction of the desert. A tent stood across the way. It was Bo's tent. Tae would watch her in the mornings as she emerged from her abode, stretching, walking around-sometimes she would bend over to pick something up. Tae imagined what life was like on the sunny side.

– from “How Tae & Bo Took Over the World and Kung & Fu Didn't,” an apocryphal bible story featuring twelve people who make bad judgments

Luka pulled the handle on his own door. It wouldn't open. It was locked. Luka unlocked it. He opened it. He tried to jump out. His seat belt held him back. He unbuckled it. He got out. He saw Barbara disappear into the forest. She had run around the car. Her instinct was to continue heading in the same direction. If she had only gone the way she had come, she might have been spared. The Reine was a hundred yards to the east through a dark stand of trees.

– from “Paris Is For Rapists, Too,” a ghost story featuring a half-naked nun

Every fourth of July, Memorial Day, and/or Labor Day barbeque, Shephard would explain the BGM-109 Tactical Tomahawk Subsonic Land Attack Missile has an estimated operational range of two thousand five hundred and three kilometers, allowing it, hypothetically, if fired in that direction, to reach the embassy, putting it well within the boundary of the Navy's sphere of operations.

– from “Two Dudes and a Chinese Desert,” a friendship story featuring a man who doesn't think he makes mistakes

An ocean spread wide, rippling multitudinously, pinned seemingly by the marbled plumes of the nebula. Tae's heart leapt. Bo had to be here. She had to be alive. He approached the sea slowly with reverence. Water splashed his ankles. It got deeper. All of a sudden, Tae fell into a deep trench. He had to swim onto dry land. Ahead of him stretched a vast coast. In the other direction, another river cut into the shoreline. It disappeared between low-lying hills.

– from “How Tae & Bo Took Over the World and Kung & Fu Didn't,” an apocryphal bible story featuring a microcosm of society

Fifteen minutes passed. Manga People trickled onto the platform. Within an hour, a large crowd had gathered. A train lumbered onto the track. Tatum and Neal tried to get aboard. They were squeezed in by Manga People from every direction. Tatum noticed a passenger in a space suit. "Thanks a lot," she thought to herself. "This car is packed as it is."

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story about a woman who doesn't like to take shit from anyone

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Usage of Direction in Sorry Ms. Jackson

Chiseled letters from an ancient stone tablet hanging on a wall

A real play. With drama in it. Talk fast. It takes two hours. Set in a guest house. In a small community. After a murder. Lots of suspicion. The characters learn to listen to each other. It's funny.

(MS. JACKSON begins to unfold the sofa bed.)

FLETCHER: Were you just outside?

MS. JACKSON: Yes.

FLETCHER: Did you happen to see Kokomo or Alice?

MS. JACKSON: I think I saw them both. I can't be certain; it's dark out there.

FLETCHER: Do you mind pointing me in the right direction?

MS. JACKSON: One moment. Homo, you won't have anything to sleep in.

LESBIAN: I'll just sleep in this.

MS. JACKSON: Don't be silly. I'll get you one of Kokomo's nightshirts.

LESBIAN: That's not-

– ACT II, lines 274-282

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Usage of Direction in Miscellaneous Dingbats

The title of the book at the end of a string of miscellaneous dingbats

A story book full of short fiction stories. An interesting bedtime mystery. A fairy tale. Science fiction romance. Adult life. Uninspiring gay fiction. Horror.

I drove all the way to the beach to find relief. It took hours to get there. I stumbled into the woman's bar by accident. I knew it was around. I heard girls talking about it. I never thought I'd go. I assumed it was a waste of time. I was right. I didn't hook up with anybody. I tried to make conversation a few times. It didn't work. On my way home I got lost. I was so angry. When I saw the sign for the camping ground I had no idea it was for queers. I stopped to ask for directions.

– from “Two Years,” an adult fiction story about a correctional officer at a women's prison

I was surprised how close the camp was to my house. I never knew it was there. I never used to go in that direction. I started driving up to see Kelly every day. I told her I was coming to say hi. I was trying to figure out if she was into me. I kept wanting to invite her out for a drink but she was underage. I'd ask if she was thirsty. She'd let me buy her a bottle of water from the camp. I'd give her money. She'd insist on giving me the bottle. Then I'd give it right back. I didn't think it was going anywhere.

– from “Two Years,” an adult fiction story about a guard who works at a women's prison

Orbitz arrived at the Houston space elevator. He took no bags through customs. Nobody questioned him. At the orbiting platform he bought a fancy skin suit. He chartered a shuttle to take him to his ship. Within an hour he saw the widowmaker stretching out towards the galactic pole. Forestays came into view. They glittered from the main mast in quick succesion like spectral strands. Stone tentacles emerged. From every direction they clustered into the humongous figurehead of the Nautilus Pompilius. Its one brooding eye kept careful watch above its gaping hyponome. Orbitz pulled the hood of his skin suit over his head. He affixed his breathing apparatus. He disembarked directly into space. With a single canister of propellant he reached the airlock nearest to the bridge. He climbed aboard.

– from “The Death and Life of Captain Orbitz,” a science fiction romance written in honor of Stanislaw Lem, if you know who that is

The bank on the corner of Lima and Rebelo streets was a big bank. It had a glass tower reaching up into the heavens like every other building in the area. It was an old bank. Its first two floors were refreshingly free of the massive luxury watch billboards and perfume ads that littered the eye in every direction. The walls were made of stone. Walking further I realized it was just a facade. But the wall that ran perpendicular to Lima and Rebelo streets had a gallery on the second floor. It was the one old thing of substance I could see. The one part of the old building you could actually stand on. For a second I imagined myself in 19th century China as if I were a young Rebelo in love with a young Lima whose father owned the bank and whom I was dangerously wooing from the street with a bouquet of flowers. The world was beautiful and full of hope. Until the garbage truck honked for me to get out of the way.

– from “Beautiful Branca,” a true story that includes fiction as far as I can tell

The hill in question had about a hundred boxes split along two streets both rising in diverging directions from the same point on Profile Road until curving back upon themselves and meeting at the top of the hill in the form of Facebook Terrace. It was formerly under the complete purview of Rural Rural Route 10 until Rural Rural Route 10 was disbanded upon the retirement of Old Man Dickinson and split between Rural Routes 2 and 4. Rural Rural Route 4 received the entire hill to much joy at the turn of the next pay period. Until winter came and the disrepair of Update Street combined with the freezing runoff on Download Street caused much grumbling and more than a few broken mailboxes. Still the money was good.

– from “Wrong Again,” a success story that represents real life for some people, though the details are fictional

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Collocation of Direction in the Fiction Corpus

Table of Collocation for the Word "Direction."

This table lists in descending order of frequency a selection of word pairs that appear in the Fiction Corpus and groups them according to the morphological derivation of the word direction that appears in the pair.

TypeWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
modern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to perform a collocation analysis of "direction." I hope I can get it done sometime soon. -Michal

Love is the answer...

What are we waiting for? Let's accept it!

Are you a eunuch?

The art show that defies abuse

Filth, Portraiture

Censorship says everything...as should modern wall art

It's natural to hide dirty things. They're embarrassing. But we need to keep in mind that when we hide things that are difficult, we make them seem dirty when they're really something else entirely. And when we keep things that are easy in plain sight, we make them seem clean when they really aren't. That is dangerous.

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Help me keep the "Direction" page alive...

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Lot 1: Silesian Handicrafts

  1. T-shirt fundraiser for sale

    Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser for sale.

    Last T-Shirt with the logo that I designed. Pointer

    From a set of, I believe, twenty produced by Margo and given out to a portion of the last 20 women to finish the 20th anniversary Fiat Road Race in Bielsko-Biała, cf. the movie. This is the last one left in it's original packaging and my supporters - like the poor women of Bielsko - are going to have to fight for it. Whoever invests the most money with me, and who lets me borrow it to invest in the next lot, will not only be rewarded with some beautiful piece of art, but will get this priceless t-shirt as a reward for being my top supporter. $1000.00 or best offer. Remember to authorize me to hold the sum as credit against a future purchase and to authorize me to borrow against it.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #1 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  2. Felt handbag for sale

    Handcrafted felt handbag for sale.

    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

    Entirely hand-sewn. Base: polyester felt, 100% PE. Motif: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Unique and inimitable design. Inside: cotton fabric, closes with zipper, inside pocket. Available now for $220.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #2 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  3. Decorative collar for sale

    Handcrafted decorative collar for sale.

    Decorative collar by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Ethnic layered cloth jewelry constructed on a cotton base and adorned with ribbons, tassels, and a yellow fringe. Fastened on the side with 11 buttons, fitted entirely with a pleasant lining. The style is an Indo-Asian-African multinational color combination. The collar is very extravagant and an extraordinary addition to any clothing, guaranteed to attract attention. Just a simple dress and a unique image is ready. Dry-cleaning recommended. Available now for $200.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #3 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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    Handbag by Sylwia. Pointer

    Handmade from felted all-natural Australian and South American wool. Entirely felted, seamless. Finished with a white lining, inside is a small pocket. Lining is sewn and stitched in by hand. Available now for $180.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #4 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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    Handcrafted patchwork quilt for sale.

    Patchwork quilt by Alicja. Pointer

    Bedspread made of cotton and polyester material. Inserted with polyester lining. 90 by 70 cm. Available now for $120.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #5 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  6. Nuno-felt shawl for sale

    Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl for sale.

    Shawl by Sylwia. Pointer

    Scarf made ​​with the nuno felting technique (wet felting fibre into a silk gauze) using South American wool. Two-sided scarf with latticework at the ends. Wholly in the colors red, black, green in an abstract pattern. Available now for $100.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #6 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  7. Clara the doll for sale

    Handcrafted clara the doll for sale.

    Clara by Alicja. Pointer

    Clara loves roses and greenery, adores tormenting spiders with long legs and sleeping soundly in the afternoon. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #7 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  8. Noah the doll for sale

    Handcrafted noah the doll for sale.

    Noah by Alicja. Pointer

    Noah doesn't know what to like and what not to like but keeps wondering and thinking about it. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #8 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  9. Black suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted black suspenders for sale.

    Black suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders from black material with a rose motif on one side and striped cotton on the other. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #9 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  10. Orange suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted orange suspenders for sale.

    Orange suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and orange material with a Polish floral folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #10 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  11. Green suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted green suspenders for sale.

    Green suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and green material with a mountain folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #11 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  12. Felt earrings for sale

    Handcrafted felt earrings for sale.

    Felt earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Pendant of anti-allergenic metal. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #12 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  13. Round ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted round ceramic earrings for sale.

    Round ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #13 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  14. Oblong ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings for sale.

    Oblong ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #14 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  15. 'Coral' necklace for sale

    Handcrafted 'coral' necklace for sale.

    Corals by Sylwia. Pointer

    Necklace made ​​of cotton pieces with organdy and decorated with beads, suspended on cotton strings. Can be worn as a necklace, as a brooch or as a belt tied at the side. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #15 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

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