tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post4904082721691977688..comments2024-03-28T13:34:12.139-04:00Comments on ILLUSTRATION ART: SACRED WRITINGSDavid Apatoffhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486149879229016noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-18341462749883707002010-10-17T23:08:02.177-04:002010-10-17T23:08:02.177-04:00Anonymous, I think the only way you could possibly...Anonymous, I think the only way you could possibly have known the date is if you really knew Virgil.<br /><br />In that case, I'm glad you found this post I put up long ago. I'm especially glad you remember Virgil. As the years roll by, I sometimes think about all that Virgil missed. It was so unfair. Bless you for keeping his memory alive.David Apatoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486149879229016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-16206501231639705722010-10-17T22:23:42.126-04:002010-10-17T22:23:42.126-04:00I think of Virgil White often. We'd shared man...I think of Virgil White often. We'd shared many intimate moments for several years. He continues to live in my heart. He was shot on Oct. 16, 1971. I will always love him. Thank you for thinking of him!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-73396043250560584482009-05-14T11:58:00.000-04:002009-05-14T11:58:00.000-04:00Anonymous, you raise a fair question (as Matthew d...Anonymous, you raise a fair question (as Matthew did above). As I responded to Matthew, the match is not perfect-- I had considered a couple of alternatives-- and the Book of Kells would probably have come closest to serving the purposes of the Koran I used. <br /><br />I think I agree with you that "the ornamentation never ever overrides the basic function of the koran as a religious text," if we clarify that the text was not always intended to be read. Some of these korans were 7 feet tall, and it would have been almost impossible to turn the pages. On others, the text was so buried in the ornamentation, you would almost need a steganographer to read them. These books remain powerful religious statements, but their power is largely visual.<br /><br />The particular religion was not important to me. What I tried to stress was that sacred things happen on city pavement as well as in lavish books prepared under the auspices of well funded and organized religions for the purpose of institutionalizing the divine word. <br /><br />For the clergy, this means that the shiver of awe over our mortality and the lump in our throat over humanity come upon us unexpectedly in a cold playground just as readily as they might in a warm cathedral. For the artists, this means that the finest work of the greatest craftsmen using the richest materials can still fall short of what a kid can do with a ball point pen in just a few seconds.David Apatoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486149879229016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-35540540471655826532009-05-14T10:33:00.000-04:002009-05-14T10:33:00.000-04:00"Sometimes crude and hasty images are more stirrin..."Sometimes crude and hasty images are more stirring than refined ones.<br /><br />Sometimes a random accident-- such as the design created by a bloodstain-- is a more powerful image than the most carefully executed schemes of a great artist."<br /><br />I was, to tell you the truth, quite surprised by the sudden switch between the two texts. Why not The Book of Kells? The representation of images in Islamic texts are usually dictated by various religious sources (no human figures etc. and of course there are exceptions--too long to explain and you are to me, an expert, so you will know this). But most importantly the ornamentation never ever overrides the basic function of the koran as a religious text and it has been the single most powerful influence in any Muslims' life. There is something incongruous about your comparison that somehow I felt compelled to point out this fact. Matthew Adams has eloquently put some of my thoughts better than I do. Nevertheless, the point is this: to compare between a religious text that means a lot to many to a text that speaks of personal and unjustified tragedy and yet to subtly suggest that one is somehow more significant than another will, one or way or another, invite that certain niggling feeling that the comparison has never been fair in the first place--even when it is just a personal opinion.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-23916893200609446562009-03-29T23:48:00.000-04:002009-03-29T23:48:00.000-04:00David, you have a wonderful blog, keep posting, an...David, you have a wonderful blog, keep posting, and don't mind the rest of us losers when the comments we post show our immaturity.Matthew Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06954050440829792514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-89835998967943228532009-03-29T14:58:00.000-04:002009-03-29T14:58:00.000-04:00... or alternatively, if you can't get rid of him,...... or alternatively, if you can't get rid of him, why not rename your blog "Rob Howard Super Genius Speaks"?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-65126432456098106692009-03-29T11:33:00.000-04:002009-03-29T11:33:00.000-04:00From now on just write this:I, Rob Howard, am a pr...From now on just write this:<BR/><BR/>I, Rob Howard, am a professional artist and nobody else is, so I have special understanding about everything related to art including fields I don't participate in, and thus don't need to defend my assertions or opinions or apologize when I insult anybody, explicitly or implicitly, or correct any errors I make along the way. If you disagree with this declaration, it doesn't matter because nobody else is a professional but me, which means it is only jealousy talking.<BR/><BR/>It would save you a lot of typing time and others a lot of reading time if you just cut and pasted the above in place of your normal, longer self-advertisements.<BR/><BR/>Thanks.<BR/><BR/>Sincerely,<BR/>Kev Ferrarakev ferraranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-40955628498256269912009-03-29T07:11:00.000-04:002009-03-29T07:11:00.000-04:00Kev, I admit to having a very narrow view of art. ...Kev, I admit to having a very narrow view of art. That, I believe, is a result of more than four decades of (with the exception of writing a few books on the subject of illustration) having the production of art being my sole source of income. I have been very fortunate in not having to resort to being a teacher, gallerist or any of the ancillary art-related jobs.<BR/><BR/>That has given me the oft-difficult to understand view of being on the stage with a few people rather than the view from the many people in the audience.<BR/><BR/>I assure you that I do not look down on those art lovers in the audience any more than Eric Clapton looks down on those in the participants in the Air Guitar Contest. What they lack in skill and talent they more than make up in raw passion. Sadly, almost all of them cluster into doing the same old, same old...like the moribund fantasy art field for which very little outlet exists and the stultifying anime field into which everyone must conform their images.<BR/><BR/>Being, as I am, a practitioner I tend toward more dispassionate readings of the art scene...dispassionate but clear-eyed. Thus, I'd never read what I wrote and find any reference to postmodernism in it. That's the cant of university students majoring in art, and I most assuredly am not that.<BR/><BR/>While those views may be appropriate to a university or coffee-shop setting (or the Internet) they would be useless or even harmful for a working pro to entertain (if he wishes to continue paying mortgages, buying cars and taking vacations). While I have true respect for the amateur (used to be one myself) and their passion and love for art, because I work strictly on commission I cannot indulge myself as they are allowed (or as easel painters with a backlog of unsold paintings can). Thus, I adhere to the motto, "the amateur practices until he gets it right. The professional practices until he can't get it wrong."<BR/><BR/>So much of success in this field has to do with the proper attitude and the willingness to take chances and avoid cliche.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-16537922012952995052009-03-28T17:14:00.000-04:002009-03-28T17:14:00.000-04:00be entertainedbe entertainedcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16367228678610226185noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-21932413632502793032009-03-28T09:53:00.000-04:002009-03-28T09:53:00.000-04:00If I had magic powers, I would impose this one rul...If I had magic powers, I would impose this one rule on the art world, and I think it would sort out once and for all the question of whether "Modern Art" (whatever we mean by that, it doesn't matter) has real value, or whether it's just collected by rich idiots to impress other rich idiots while the artists giggle behind the curtain (and yes, I have known a few who think it's hysterical that their work sells for so much, but they laugh all the way to the bank):<BR/><BR/>My Rule for Sorting It All Out: no art can ever be resold. Ever. Whatever art you buy, it's yours for life, unless you give it away.<BR/><BR/>So if you buy a red polka dot or a can of artist's shit for $5,000,000, it's because you really feel that it's worth $5,000,000 to you, not because you hope to flip it to someone else for $10,000,000 in a few years.<BR/><BR/>For my $5,000,000, I'll take a masterfully rendered, sensitively observed, exquisitely composed Sargent, thanks. And hey, if polka dots are your thing, enjoy! But I'll bet you'll see a lot fewer of them changing hands at Sotheby's.tmhttp://frobnosticate.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-71320537451010476722009-03-28T00:11:00.000-04:002009-03-28T00:11:00.000-04:00Rob... fear of the new? Because I find postmoderni...Rob... fear of the new? Because I find postmodernism boring? Do I have to respect that accusation? <BR/><BR/>No, I don't. Because two posts ago you reasoned that I didn't like postmodernism because I was avoiding doing the often difficult work of NOT (guffaw guffaw, you comic genius) understanding things that do not come easily to me. <BR/><BR/>It seems you are sure that I am worthy of disapprobation on this matter, but your are still wondering which particularly judgment, from your walk-in closet full of ready-to-wear judgments, actually fits my frame. This is not argument, sir, but peddling. <BR/><BR/>To my other monicker from your most recent listing, "True Believer" ... a title I earned because of... what, again? Strict adherence to something Rob Howard thinks I am in strict adherence to because it makes his argument simpler and/or he likes to induce complete personality profiles based on wildly incomplete data sets... like Ebay and Amazon.com offering me books on quilting because I bought a book on notan. <BR/><BR/>Do you have any epistemological humility, my dear talented and learned fellow? Because that would be great for the purposes of human communication. Otherwise, stud, I simply must ask you to cease attempting to mark all territory you tromp through as your own. Taint so... He comes, egos.<BR/><BR/>kevkev ferraranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-16105273833873142082009-03-27T22:12:00.001-04:002009-03-27T22:12:00.001-04:00Well, Kev, it's difficult to counter the certitude...Well, Kev, it's difficult to counter the certitude of the True Believer, especially one who easilt takes offense. I try to be direct and single space my typing yet you managed to read between those closely spaced lines. That was not my intention and, as yet, I haven't the vaguest idea of what your intention and point are except...New=Bad. New is scary to some and I cannot alleviate your fear with words you consistent fail to read in the spirit in which they are rendered.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-7713521304405992792009-03-27T22:12:00.000-04:002009-03-27T22:12:00.000-04:00Well, Kev, it's difficult to counter the certitude...Well, Kev, it's difficult to counter the certitude of the True Believer, especially one who easilt takes offense. I try to be direct and single space my typing yet you managed to read between those closely spaced lines. That was not my intention and, as yet, I haven't the vaguest idea of what your intention and point are except...New=Bad. New is scary to some and I cannot alleviate your fear with words you consistent fail to read in the spirit in which they are rendered.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-5327438196643085672009-03-27T22:06:00.000-04:002009-03-27T22:06:00.000-04:00David, of course his parents remember him. I am su...David, of course his parents remember him. I am sure they think of him everyday. That's how it is when you are a parent. A child dies and a big part of you dies too. But your impulse to bring him back to life in some way through your writing is a wonderful tribute both on a personal and artistic level. <BR/><BR/>For me, art is always better when it includes the personal. Yes, one can appreciate the beauty of a piece on it's own, but I believe humans relate to everything through their own experience and the "back story" bridges the viewer to the creator. In fact, it may create an organic link that intensifies the connection. Certainly to intellectually evaluate a work, there is a benefit to distance, but isn't the ultimate point of art to touch the viewer in an intimate way, much the way lovemaking does? Death does that too.<BR/><BR/>catherineAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-31199735829672173252009-03-27T19:56:00.000-04:002009-03-27T19:56:00.000-04:00I've just lost a very long comment addressing Rob'...I've just lost a very long comment addressing Rob's points in detail. Sorry but I don't have the time to rewrite it...<BR/><BR/>The long and short of it is, Rob, your inductions manage to be simultaneously wrong, insulting, and self-promoting. The idea that pomo philosophy is difficult material, or that I haven't been thoroughly exposed to is just one gem. The only hard work related to Pomo is the time wasted deciphering pseudo-intellectual academese on the way to extremely simplistic cultural points. Furthermore, your assumptions about my taste in artwork are wildly off base, (or possibly you see no distinction between Titian and Rubens and Fechin or Brangwyn, given both groups make realistic picchurs. I don't know.) <BR/><BR/>Speaking of "not doing the hard work"... you seem to be under the common perception that Clive Bell invented the idea of signficant form, when he was merely the first to misunderstand it. Oh, and P.S. Hans Hoffman didn't invent Push Pull, its been known since Verrucchio at least. And T.S. Eliot didn't invent the Objective Correlative. Which is all by way of saying that if you read enough aesthetic philosophy from the 20th century, you end up misinformed rather than ignorant. Which is exactly how politics, which is to say salesmanship, functions. <BR/><BR/>I don't have time to go into the rest.<BR/><BR/>kevkev ferraranoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-45756884342428746492009-03-27T14:28:00.000-04:002009-03-27T14:28:00.000-04:00Whoops! avoiding doing the often difficult work of...Whoops! <I>avoiding doing the often difficult work of <B>not</B> understanding things that do not come easily.</I><BR/><BR/>Delete that <I>not</I>. I'm at David's former bedside in the Intensive Care Unit and I spilled a bunch of chocolate covered cherry cordials while typing.<BR/><BR/>Me maxima culpa ;->Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-33584070286092040002009-03-27T14:22:00.000-04:002009-03-27T14:22:00.000-04:00Okay, Kev. That's good as far as it goes but you d...Okay, Kev. That's good as far as it goes but you don't address those collectors of whose taste you might approve...people who buy the "Old Masters" (according to popular rube legend, they all lived at the same time (Old Master Time) and all shared the same secrets and burned them so no one could do it again).<BR/><BR/>So, whether your tastes go to Caravaggio, or Rembrandt or Sargent or Cassatt or Degas or Bouguereau...whatever you consider worthwhile...please apply the same criteria to collectors of them. Are they equally just rich fashionistas. Is there no aesthetic justification considered or is it just antidisestablishmentarianism (haven't said that since the schoolyard)?<BR/><BR/>What you have not addressed is how so many otherwise intelligent people, and that includes some very powerful intellects involved in making the work, rendering aesthetic critiques, advancing the philosophical investigations of Aesthetics (it is a branch of Philosophy) can be such a mass of dupes. This makes Tulip Mania look like a passing fad, after all it's been going on for a century or more (it started whenever Bouguereau and Gerome died and they sang The Night They Tore Ol' Dixie Down).<BR/><BR/>So, all of that is crap in one way or another and the only true, really good worthwhile artists are those who can emulate a machine like the digital camera in your cell phone.<BR/><BR/>You'll excuse me but those rationalizations you offered appear to be simply ways of avoiding doing the often difficult work of not understanding things that do not come easily. And therein lies the basis for popularity of familiar Marvel heroes drawn over and over again. Yep, that's really advanced exploration in modern aesthetics.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-78877601567788276852009-03-26T21:17:00.000-04:002009-03-26T21:17:00.000-04:00What is so perplexing?In a time of anti-authoritar...What is so perplexing?<BR/><BR/>In a time of anti-authoritarian populism, the royals want to be seen as hip. For many reasons, some of which they themselves may not be aware of. There are certain people who are connected up who have a say in the nature of hip at any given moment. This has been going on since World War I at least when authoritarianism was killed on the battlefields of Europe.<BR/><BR/>The anti-authoritarians who have gotten rich want to participate in and perpetuate their own culture. Just like the uncool fogeys they dispatched sought to do. See DIA Beacon... monument to the cynical one line joke made material, emblems of an plastic era.<BR/><BR/>Some people buy it to invest. <BR/><BR/>Some people just like it because it reminds them of Walt Disney and it's made of shiny material and it will fill up the space in the foyer.<BR/><BR/>The choice between Koons and Fred Ross is a false one.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-74533034155541936232009-03-26T20:13:00.000-04:002009-03-26T20:13:00.000-04:00I'm not sure how a nothingburger like Fred Ross el...<I>I'm not sure how a nothingburger like Fred Ross elevated himself into the role of your bete noir, but he is clearly a bur under your saddle.</I><BR/><BR/>Anything but. He's lint. He is, however, emblematic of all the crypt dwellers who haven't two original thoughts to rub together and manage to take talented youngsters for a ride during an important stage of their lives and, like the dried husks that they are, suck whatever creative juices those young people may have had. In return, the newly desanguinated artists are made to be content with one of the rudimentary skills of the painter...realistic rendering. I maintain that if the student cannot draw and paint, not only anything they can see but that they can imagine, after two years of study, they should consider lynching their professors or become bartenders. It's that simple to do and it's one of the steps along the way, not an end goal.<BR/><BR/>Sadly, there are strangely truncated educational groups (who, with tuition money also happen to buy prime real estate in exotic locations) calling themselves "ateliers." That they bear no resemblance to what were real ateliers means nothing to these moneyed kids swimming in romantic notions. <BR/><BR/>Fred is merely, as I say, emblematic. If they were to remake Nosferatu, should Fred Ross be cast in the titular role? Possibly, but there are some real con-men in this country and Italy who would equally convincing as the dread bloodsucker.<BR/><BR/>But no, Fred and that ilk have never had the opportunity to harm me. They rest content with harming an entire generation of young artists.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-50636873104624794622009-03-26T20:12:00.000-04:002009-03-26T20:12:00.000-04:00I'm not sure how a nothingburger like Fred Ross el...<I>I'm not sure how a nothingburger like Fred Ross elevated himself into the role of your bete noir, but he is clearly a bur under your saddle.</I><BR/><BR/>Anything but. He's lint. He is, however, emblematic of all the crypt dwellers who haven't two original thoughts to rub together and manage to take talented youngsters for a ride during an important stage of their lives and, like the dried husks that they are, suck whatever creative juices those young people may have had. In return, the newly desanguinated artists are made to be content with one of the rudimentary skills of the painter...realistic rendering. I maintain that if the student cannot draw and paint, not only anything they can see but that they can imagine, after two years of study, they should consider lynching their professors or become bartenders. It's that simple to do and it's one of the steps along the way, not an end goal.<BR/><BR/>Sadly, there are strangely truncated educational groups (who, with tuition money also happen to buy prime real estate in exotic locations) calling themselves "ateliers." That they bear no resemblance to what were real ateliers means nothing to these moneyed kids swimming in romantic notions. <BR/><BR/>Fred is merely, as I say, emblematic. If they were to remake Nosferatu, should Fred Ross be cast in the titular role? Possibly, but there are some real con-men in this country and Italy who would equally convincing as the dread bloodsucker.<BR/><BR/>But no, Fred and that ilk have never had the opportunity to harm me. They rest content with harming an entire generation of young artists.Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-11404792637049648312009-03-26T17:20:00.000-04:002009-03-26T17:20:00.000-04:00A few months ago Sothebys sold a huge Koons painti...<I>A few months ago Sothebys sold a huge Koons painting using a long fawning essay filled with flowery language about the artist's intent and his cultural significance.</I><BR/><BR/>This raises a very interesting and, I suspect, important question in which I see parallels with some sectors of the society's outrage over the second amendment. The people who object to it will be quick to speak to the clarity and genius of the first and third amendments...free speech, right of assembly and then not allowing soldiers to be quartered in private homes. Great thinking, they'll say. But according to them, the same clear thinkers suddenly had their brains fall out when writing the second amendment.<BR/><BR/>The same line of thinking can be posited for a pickled shark selling for millions. Just like the first amendment stands in front of the second, so to has the ability to accumulate millions in disposable income. That speaks to some very special people (according to tax roles, less than half a percent of the population. Did they get that money being stupid? Being easily fooled? I rather doubt it. I suspect that those people possess, if not a rare intelligence, certainly one considerably elevated from the rubes who ooh and ahh over pictures "so real you could jest touch 'em."<BR/>Being afflicted with Jesuitacal logic trains, I have been trying to come up with some way of explaining how otherwise bright people suddenly have their brains fall out. Is this The Curse of The Second Amendment that only afflicts otherwise exemplary intelligences? How would you explain the desire to collect supposedly execrable junk like Brillo boxes, pickled sharks a suspended choo-choo trains in NYC? Where is the money coming from? I can see fooling a few of the people all of the time, but to fool that huge a group of wealthy, urbane, educated people strikes me as astronomical odds.<BR/><BR/>So explain, if you can, how all of those people have been fooled for so long. This is a matter of great interest and concern to me because I'd like to get on to the BS train and make a few million for some silly ideas. Tell me, how does the system work?Rob Howardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07587811799010051018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-1042787239150298432009-03-25T15:06:00.000-04:002009-03-25T15:06:00.000-04:00Every once in a while, a loose note floats out fro...Every once in a while, a loose note floats out from an old memory book as we flip through the pages. When we catch it and pull it in to read, we are surprised to find that the only words written on it are "Shadows and Dust." And then a soulful, longing ache ensues.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-17001289301307519572009-03-25T13:29:00.000-04:002009-03-25T13:29:00.000-04:00Gaffergirls, thank you for your comment. This is ...Gaffergirls, thank you for your comment. This is how I thought most people might react. There is an interesting artistic and philosophical argument to be had here, and I am glad we are having it, but ultimately the sad story of Virgil weighs more heavily on my heart and my mind. <BR/><BR/>One reason I posted this and identified Virgil by name is that, on a recent rainy afternoon, I was suddenly struck by the fact that nobody thinks of Virgil anymore. Perhaps not even his parents? And someone should know his name.David Apatoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486149879229016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-32122626613647938652009-03-25T13:20:00.000-04:002009-03-25T13:20:00.000-04:00Rob, I really enjoyed your discussion of how an in...Rob, I really enjoyed your discussion of how an intellectually curious and responsible person goes about expanding their taste. Quite entertaining to read, and besides I agree with almost all of it. I'm not sure how a nothingburger like Fred Ross elevated himself into the role of your bete noir, but he is clearly a bur under your saddle. Is he worth it? Did he welch on some large gambling debt?<BR/><BR/>Having said that, we will have to devote a separate post to Jeff Koons, who I find hideous. I've got plenty of respect for the role of the joker who says,"why so serious?" but not for jokers who work with the military/industrial/art gallery complex to sell lousy art at astronomical prices using pseudo-intellectual bullshit. A few months ago Sothebys sold a huge Koons painting using a long fawning essay filled with flowery language about the artist's intent and his cultural significance. Some joker. It made me want to puke my guts out. I am going to give you a chance to expand my taste by identifying the redeeming features in that painting, so keep your powder dry. <BR/><BR/>Finally, I'm still waiting for that box of candy. I hope it has chocolate covered cherries. I like those.David Apatoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11293486149879229016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12189014.post-7337131978714546142009-03-25T09:54:00.000-04:002009-03-25T09:54:00.000-04:00BRUTAL...life is so beautiful & so brutalout v...BRUTAL...<BR/>life is so beautiful & so brutal<BR/>out visiting ... I ended up here,<BR/>so glad ...<BR/>mona & the gaffer girls<BR/><BR/>ps tough memory makers make U UAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13420253389091858042noreply@blogger.com