<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765</id><updated>2012-01-21T20:58:11.353+01:00</updated><category term='Friend'/><category term='Pencil'/><category term='Life'/><category term='The World'/><category term='Color'/><category term='Water Color'/><category term='Detailed Art'/><category term='Face'/><category term='Drawing'/><category term='Photograph'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Contrast'/><category term='Film'/><category term='Johanna Urban'/><category term='Lyrics'/><category term='Romantic'/><category term='Illustration'/><category term='Computer'/><title type='text'>Johanna Urban</title><subtitle type='html'>A PIECE OF MY LIFE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-5362568378135222938</id><published>2012-01-08T18:31:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T19:56:07.230+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"If you asked me for my New Year Resolution, it would be to find out who I am."</title><content type='html'>Cyril Cusack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mekCLxOTbo/TwnTghRTf0I/AAAAAAAAFYI/PS4wyvP7FPQ/s1600/P70050097A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRqkOo6lM7Q/TwnTgPcpI_I/AAAAAAAAFXs/VkJbym6LS18/s1600/P70050097C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vE2mJME2N4/TwnTfxaINgI/AAAAAAAAFXg/w1Xxcd5G_mI/s1600/P70050097D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iihv_jNT2Ok/TwnTgL7z4dI/AAAAAAAAFX8/sLi8uuzZW4g/s1600/P70050097B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oERY1eJxdBY/TwnTKblDATI/AAAAAAAAFW4/Zz3hX3ucayg/s1600/P70050097G.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope You have had a great Holiday! These photos were taken New Years Eve. This was one of the first winter days in Sweden, which is really unusual. It was a perfect day. My family and I where finally all together. It was one of those days when you wish you could press repeat and replay it over and over again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNYrs8-pIoc/TwnTKEgjXEI/AAAAAAAAFWg/PRgcdY3UEHg/s1600/P70050097I.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wvw1JLufNs4/TwnTJxATCBI/AAAAAAAAFWY/B-4uyfYviNw/s1600/P70050097J.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I havn't been blogging for a while, I'll do better, but I'm afraid this spring will be really busy. School will take a lots of my time, but I will blogg as often as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-5362568378135222938?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/5362568378135222938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-asked-me-for-my-new-year.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5362568378135222938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5362568378135222938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2012/01/if-you-asked-me-for-my-new-year.html' title='&quot;If you asked me for my New Year Resolution, it would be to find out who I am.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mekCLxOTbo/TwnTghRTf0I/AAAAAAAAFYI/PS4wyvP7FPQ/s72-c/P70050097A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3527166752161514857</id><published>2011-12-13T23:43:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:15:14.339+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"I'm a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds. "</title><content type='html'>Mike Tyson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIB5sHLmSYU/TufmGvzGBGI/AAAAAAAAFWM/_yWJNUYZ33A/s1600/P70050096C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7Fv6aI6Ofhg/TufVOixVQ5I/AAAAAAAAFWA/BXRwLcSdwLg/s1600/P70050096A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love Mike Tyson's quote. I have big dreams. Sometimes I wish I was braver. Brave enough to fulfill them or at least try. Sometimes I do fulfill my dreams but for the most times I don't. This illustration is inspired by dreams and wishes. &lt;br /&gt;I made the last colorversion in this post first but I was not satisfied with the colors so I made a new version which reflected my intentions better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6WBys28_QE/TufVOVPbP-I/AAAAAAAAFV0/JeF32YdzW3U/s1600/P70050096B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3527166752161514857?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3527166752161514857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-dreamer-i-have-to-dream-and-reach.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3527166752161514857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3527166752161514857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/12/im-dreamer-i-have-to-dream-and-reach.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wIB5sHLmSYU/TufmGvzGBGI/AAAAAAAAFWM/_yWJNUYZ33A/s72-c/P70050096C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7254795286530368992</id><published>2011-11-24T11:31:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T01:30:58.828+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"It is every woman's dream to be some man's dream woman".</title><content type='html'>Barbra Streisand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inspired by Love. I drew this illustration the day before I was going to the premiere of Breaking Dawn part 1 which explain the love-is-in-the-air thing. It's a week ago I watched Breaking Dawn and my crazy teenage crush for Robert Pattinson has finally faded (happends every premier). Embarrassing but true. Hope you like the illustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3Fj19PgwDc/Ts4dN9XVnzI/AAAAAAAAFVY/4xOqv-TS76U/s1600/P70050094A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3Fj19PgwDc/Ts4dN9XVnzI/AAAAAAAAFVY/4xOqv-TS76U/s400/P70050094A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678508305808727858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsP51f33fHg/Ts4dNoLDyvI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/jer8qGfryJQ/s1600/P70050094B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rsP51f33fHg/Ts4dNoLDyvI/AAAAAAAAFVQ/jer8qGfryJQ/s400/P70050094B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678508300120083186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7254795286530368992?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7254795286530368992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-every-womans-dream-to-be-some.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7254795286530368992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7254795286530368992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-every-womans-dream-to-be-some.html' title='&quot;It is every woman&apos;s dream to be some man&apos;s dream woman&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P3Fj19PgwDc/Ts4dN9XVnzI/AAAAAAAAFVY/4xOqv-TS76U/s72-c/P70050094A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4295736587902855099</id><published>2011-11-15T17:43:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:09:34.415+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"The more you'll dress up the more fun you'll have."</title><content type='html'>Brian Molko &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This illustration is inspired by tonight's outfit. It will be a night out with the girls. First we will have a cozy dinner and thereafter we are going to watch the premiere of Breaking Dawn. Can't wait! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ADgczMV1eBU/TsKX4HH3ktI/AAAAAAAAFHA/ym8YV-UldB8/s1600/P70050092B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a really hard time to decide what I wanted to wear tonight. After I tried on a hundred different things I decided that a classic black dress will fit perfect. I will also wear my Michael Kors shoes (for the first time) that I bought in LA six months ago. I hope I will be able to walk in them!!! I'm matching the shoes with my favorite necklace. Have a great night. xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCXELvZ4kVY/TsKOCGyR2cI/AAAAAAAAFGc/gGAUxFYRqVQ/s1600/P70050092D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qXnhssgxqxM/TsKOCmvg8pI/AAAAAAAAFG0/-sGa55KIJGk/s1600/P70050092G.jpg"/&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4295736587902855099?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4295736587902855099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-youll-dress-up-more-fun-youll-have.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4295736587902855099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4295736587902855099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-youll-dress-up-more-fun-youll-have.html' title='&quot;The more you&apos;ll dress up the more fun you&apos;ll have.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ADgczMV1eBU/TsKX4HH3ktI/AAAAAAAAFHA/ym8YV-UldB8/s72-c/P70050092B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-818516678992523055</id><published>2011-11-13T11:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:40:42.213+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"Art is the only way to run away without leaving home."</title><content type='html'>Twyla Tharp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkvSVvwPmAY/Tr-YaMLl3nI/AAAAAAAAFFI/LIGFRFmV9DQ/s1600/P70050091C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSVrDyFDeQI/Tr-YaRMdkJI/AAAAAAAAFFU/4aRTtDcPi2Q/s1600/P70050091B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SSn70Qf4jfk/Tr-YaiPLSNI/AAAAAAAAFFc/KEBqqt-IbC0/s1600/P70050091A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a social person. I love to be with my friends, have fun and talk all night long. But I also love to stay home. Read a good book or drawing an illustration while I'm listen to music. These are things that makes me happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-818516678992523055?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/818516678992523055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/art-is-only-way-to-run-away-without.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/818516678992523055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/818516678992523055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/art-is-only-way-to-run-away-without.html' title='&quot;Art is the only way to run away without leaving home.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkvSVvwPmAY/Tr-YaMLl3nI/AAAAAAAAFFI/LIGFRFmV9DQ/s72-c/P70050091C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-33415642208110580</id><published>2011-11-08T18:02:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:41:01.930+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"A drawing is simply a line going for a walk."</title><content type='html'>Paul Klee &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGuCl24wLrY/TrqDK7SlHJI/AAAAAAAAETs/kWcUU7DZWH0/s1600/P70050004A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UuFdGDoKjmg/TrqDKyfa6bI/AAAAAAAAET4/WBQlg9qsJN8/s1600/P70050004B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPyKaCEozJ8/TrqDLMaM65I/AAAAAAAAEUE/wNsXAbjBE5c/s1600/P70050004C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was hectic. I had an exam and I really haven't had any time to study for it at all, and I also had two seminars. Somehow I did it but I feared for a moment my head would explode and that wouldn't have been a pretty sight. What is better then a long walk when you have a lots of things on your mind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-33415642208110580?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/33415642208110580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/drawing-is-simply-line-going-for-walk.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/33415642208110580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/33415642208110580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/drawing-is-simply-line-going-for-walk.html' title='&quot;A drawing is simply a line going for a walk.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sGuCl24wLrY/TrqDK7SlHJI/AAAAAAAAETs/kWcUU7DZWH0/s72-c/P70050004A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8911417466600832358</id><published>2011-11-07T01:38:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:41:35.056+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. "</title><content type='html'>James M. Barrie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4307r8yjPro/TrqHCdlLxpI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/5wIAUaRrWso/s1600/P70050003A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vduzi8a6bXs/TrqHChy3d7I/AAAAAAAAEUc/XjqoLWHXprQ/s1600/P70050003B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Fq-LIqQbpA/TrqHC8TrJLI/AAAAAAAAEUk/slF0lFZSE0s/s1600/P70050003C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love the idea of ​​dress feminine. I like to buy skirts and I have a lots of them in my closet. But I never wear them. My favorite skirt for the moment is a long, flowery, very romantic skirt which I bought two months ago. I think I've worn the skirt a few times. Hope you like this illustration which is inspired by the only skirt in my closet I worn more then once (I might be exaggerating a bit, but you get the point). Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8911417466600832358?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8911417466600832358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/god-gave-us-memory-so-that-we-might.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8911417466600832358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8911417466600832358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/god-gave-us-memory-so-that-we-might.html' title='&quot;God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4307r8yjPro/TrqHCdlLxpI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/5wIAUaRrWso/s72-c/P70050003A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8758665028270622906</id><published>2011-11-03T22:48:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:42:35.755+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls."</title><content type='html'>Pablo Picasso &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tr6RJEaYbtg/TrqJL_u_s9I/AAAAAAAAEU0/_yubkLllgic/s1600/P70050002A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SXpsmU9uerg/TrqJLxuHTSI/AAAAAAAAEU8/GquXHEsXDJ4/s1600/P70050002B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HGGI6eOr5V4/TrqJMPC1LBI/AAAAAAAAEVQ/3RzxEG5v_vc/s1600/P70050002C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost two months since I drew an illustration. But yesterday I was walking past the bookstore and got a sudden desire to draw. I went in to the store and bought a new sketchbook. Today I did actually draw and I realized that I missed it a lot! Hope you like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8758665028270622906?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8758665028270622906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/purpose-of-art-is-washing-dust-of-daily.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8758665028270622906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8758665028270622906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/11/purpose-of-art-is-washing-dust-of-daily.html' title='&quot;The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tr6RJEaYbtg/TrqJL_u_s9I/AAAAAAAAEU0/_yubkLllgic/s72-c/P70050002A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6946887597640120476</id><published>2011-09-10T19:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:42:50.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Sometimes I lay, under the moon, and thank God I'm breathing, then I pray, don't take me soon, cause I am here for a reason, sometimes in my tears I drown, but I never let it get me down, so when negativity surrounds, I know some day it'll all, turn around, because, all my life I've been waiting for, I've been praying for, for the people to say, that we don't wanna fight no more, they'll be no more wars, and our children will play, one day, it's not about, win or lose cause, we all lose, when they feed on the souls of the innocent, blood drenched pavement, keep on moving though the waters stay raging, in this maze you can lose your way, it might drive you crazy but don't let it faze you no way, sometimes in my tears I drown, but I never let it get me down, so when negativity surrounds, I know some day it'll all turn around." &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lyrics by Matisyahu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6946887597640120476?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6946887597640120476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-i-lay-under-moon-and-thank.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6946887597640120476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6946887597640120476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/09/sometimes-i-lay-under-moon-and-thank.html' title=''/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4115917439089767482</id><published>2011-08-14T21:34:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:05:22.850+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Walt Whitman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4SzArit_Y/TrlGWnQFfnI/AAAAAAAAESU/GwFZcBw6trc/s1600/P70050005B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4SzArit_Y/TrlGWnQFfnI/AAAAAAAAESU/GwFZcBw6trc/s400/P70050005B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672642559957368434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3AyM19ZZrU/TrlGVinwAII/AAAAAAAAESI/Q15iCguMo6Y/s1600/P70050005C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H3AyM19ZZrU/TrlGVinwAII/AAAAAAAAESI/Q15iCguMo6Y/s400/P70050005C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672642541534576770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMdLMqmw2Vk/TrlGVZXVKGI/AAAAAAAAER8/NuJgE1a9EHM/s1600/P70050005A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMdLMqmw2Vk/TrlGVZXVKGI/AAAAAAAAER8/NuJgE1a9EHM/s400/P70050005A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672642539049789538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying in my bed. It's dark outside. I can see the moon through the window. One word, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;. These illustrations are inspired by the nightsky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4115917439089767482?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4115917439089767482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-me-every-hour-of-day-and-night-is.html#comment-form' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4115917439089767482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4115917439089767482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-me-every-hour-of-day-and-night-is.html' title='&quot;To me, every hour of the day and night is an unspeakably perfect miracle.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jj4SzArit_Y/TrlGWnQFfnI/AAAAAAAAESU/GwFZcBw6trc/s72-c/P70050005B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-202402749012330147</id><published>2011-08-10T23:06:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:05:04.162+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I have tons of jewelry. I like to wear a lot of it".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Amber Tamblyn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHYbLRwIUzI/TkL6D69uAdI/AAAAAAAAEJk/V5dQqagjjX4/s1600/D5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHYbLRwIUzI/TkL6D69uAdI/AAAAAAAAEJk/V5dQqagjjX4/s400/D5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639344628695957970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyafkKNdcdQ/TkL5Uo6iCgI/AAAAAAAAEJU/hfU5wSKdSgo/s1600/D2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nyafkKNdcdQ/TkL5Uo6iCgI/AAAAAAAAEJU/hfU5wSKdSgo/s400/D2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639343816396900866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mEXFzIypps/TkL5URMOrfI/AAAAAAAAEJM/bWGYPFLObQw/s1600/D1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1mEXFzIypps/TkL5URMOrfI/AAAAAAAAEJM/bWGYPFLObQw/s400/D1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639343810028678642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all kind of jewelry. Small. Big. Colorful. Simple. My favorite jewelry is a huge not-real-silver ring that I found in a second hand store a half year ago. Do you have a favorite jewelry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-202402749012330147?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/202402749012330147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-tons-of-jewelry-i-like-to-wear.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/202402749012330147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/202402749012330147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-tons-of-jewelry-i-like-to-wear.html' title='&quot;I have tons of jewelry. I like to wear a lot of it&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uHYbLRwIUzI/TkL6D69uAdI/AAAAAAAAEJk/V5dQqagjjX4/s72-c/D5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4892372286842514494</id><published>2011-08-08T22:31:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:02:55.333+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"You never get tired unless you stop and take time for it."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bob Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hx_6L6Ff5g/TkGKwlCNfGI/AAAAAAAAEIU/z03ucZB_QT8/s1600/w1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hx_6L6Ff5g/TkGKwlCNfGI/AAAAAAAAEIU/z03ucZB_QT8/s400/w1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638940775624309858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AffUiWjcGGg/TkGKwW9FgkI/AAAAAAAAEIM/AU4_hiZR_KM/s1600/w2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AffUiWjcGGg/TkGKwW9FgkI/AAAAAAAAEIM/AU4_hiZR_KM/s400/w2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638940771844719170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I5r6VCkEst8/TkGKwA2Z6EI/AAAAAAAAEIE/FMfvq9EUj8s/s1600/w3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I5r6VCkEst8/TkGKwA2Z6EI/AAAAAAAAEIE/FMfvq9EUj8s/s400/w3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638940765911115842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and feel sick but I'm not. Isn't that annoying. When you want to stay home from work but don't have a good excuse. I would never stay home because I just feelt for it. But I'm very tired and can't wait until it's weekend again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4892372286842514494?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4892372286842514494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-never-get-tired-unless-you-stop-and.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4892372286842514494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4892372286842514494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-never-get-tired-unless-you-stop-and.html' title='&quot;You never get tired unless you stop and take time for it.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Hx_6L6Ff5g/TkGKwlCNfGI/AAAAAAAAEIU/z03ucZB_QT8/s72-c/w1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7490358501022003387</id><published>2011-08-06T22:39:00.024+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:06:01.079+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"All you need to do to be my friend is like me".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taylor Swift &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haDuzSuWgUQ/Tj2u8gJ5-XI/AAAAAAAAEGc/w2trwimI_pE/s1600/11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haDuzSuWgUQ/Tj2u8gJ5-XI/AAAAAAAAEGc/w2trwimI_pE/s400/11.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854662984595826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zhcYIzprw5M/Tj2vER0tujI/AAAAAAAAEGs/Aq-XglFa4wY/s1600/12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zhcYIzprw5M/Tj2vER0tujI/AAAAAAAAEGs/Aq-XglFa4wY/s400/12.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854796576569906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabell is a couple of hours older then me. We become best friends when my family moved to the island she lived on called Hasslö as a ten years old kid. My family and I lived there for almost four years. We moved when I was fourteen but every summer I have ben visiting her for the last ten years. These photos are from this years vaccation at her new place, Karlskrona, a city two swedish miles from Hasslö.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQktO-DpsVY/Tj2ush6IUmI/AAAAAAAAEFc/gJ3W4t0IncE/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQktO-DpsVY/Tj2ush6IUmI/AAAAAAAAEFc/gJ3W4t0IncE/s400/2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854388577391202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WnbW9_kJ21E/Tj2vms8HFpI/AAAAAAAAEG0/JEnWm91nBWk/s1600/7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WnbW9_kJ21E/Tj2vms8HFpI/AAAAAAAAEG0/JEnWm91nBWk/s400/7.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637855387970901650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GPotjAQPv0I/Tj2u7xV4q9I/AAAAAAAAEGE/6VyPi5XKPho/s1600/8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GPotjAQPv0I/Tj2u7xV4q9I/AAAAAAAAEGE/6VyPi5XKPho/s400/8.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854650418375634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfYUk0bHnqw/Tj5eLMnGkGI/AAAAAAAAEHE/N4MwNflf8F0/s1600/27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfYUk0bHnqw/Tj5eLMnGkGI/AAAAAAAAEHE/N4MwNflf8F0/s400/27.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638047329971245154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xs1gHUwp1iI/Tj2u8EivUGI/AAAAAAAAEGM/khjr7gPgaGI/s1600/9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xs1gHUwp1iI/Tj2u8EivUGI/AAAAAAAAEGM/khjr7gPgaGI/s400/9.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854655572562018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6Ee1R24hmg/Tj2u7mZfQTI/AAAAAAAAEF8/QKV9p9dMV1I/s1600/6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6Ee1R24hmg/Tj2u7mZfQTI/AAAAAAAAEF8/QKV9p9dMV1I/s400/6.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854647480697138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPqfBvPwY2Q/Tj2u8am5fVI/AAAAAAAAEGU/0H50yxoGm_8/s1600/10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XPqfBvPwY2Q/Tj2u8am5fVI/AAAAAAAAEGU/0H50yxoGm_8/s400/10.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854661495586130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-0bK4h4V3U/Tj2uuyCgqOI/AAAAAAAAEF0/QzunhBfsxa0/s1600/5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h-0bK4h4V3U/Tj2uuyCgqOI/AAAAAAAAEF0/QzunhBfsxa0/s400/5.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854427267246306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mp7BD9WRdHk/Tj2utu4oK_I/AAAAAAAAEFs/cXO65HFftSI/s1600/4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mp7BD9WRdHk/Tj2utu4oK_I/AAAAAAAAEFs/cXO65HFftSI/s400/4.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637854409240620018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gd1gieZVU4U/Tj5eLZ3lEvI/AAAAAAAAEHM/zpPp-nyLcK8/s1600/26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gd1gieZVU4U/Tj5eLZ3lEvI/AAAAAAAAEHM/zpPp-nyLcK8/s400/26.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638047333530014450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7490358501022003387?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7490358501022003387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-you-need-to-do-to-be-my-friend-is.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7490358501022003387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7490358501022003387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/all-you-need-to-do-to-be-my-friend-is.html' title='&quot;All you need to do to be my friend is like me&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-haDuzSuWgUQ/Tj2u8gJ5-XI/AAAAAAAAEGc/w2trwimI_pE/s72-c/11.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8922180344747189807</id><published>2011-08-01T22:10:00.029+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:28:08.205+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"My best friend is the one who brings out the best in me".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Henry Ford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smnhWKXmyII/TjcIVnuYgyI/AAAAAAAAEDs/s5kYWJm5Djc/s1600/4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smnhWKXmyII/TjcIVnuYgyI/AAAAAAAAEDs/s5kYWJm5Djc/s400/4a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635982626211267362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illustration is painted with watercolors, but I have worked it a little bit in photoshop. Hope you like it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got The Sunshine Award 2011 from &lt;a href="http://atgastonj.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;@Gastonj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which is an amazing illlustrator from Philippines. Check out his blog! Like all awards I had to answer som question, so here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite color? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It depends on which time of the year it is, but I love grey, brown, navy blue and black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Your favorite animal? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That's a easy question. Cat. But I also like birds, it must be wonderful to be able to fly, so much freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite number? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;That's a hard one. I don't have a favorite number, but if I have to choose one I say number four.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite non-alcoholic drink? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One word, milk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You join facebook or twitter? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I have had facebook a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s your passion? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life is my passion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What´s your favorite: getting or giving presents? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Giving. especially gifts that you are involved in, A few years ago I surprised my little sister on her birthday. I had drawn a treasure map. I think she was seventeen or maybe eighteen. Mom gave her the map. I waited at the end goal with a picnic basket. We went to a waterfall. It was perfect. We ate a lot of cookies and drank soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite pattern? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I don't have a favorite, I love all kind of patterns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite day of the week? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite flower? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The white tulip, it's a simple and beautiful flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8922180344747189807?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8922180344747189807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-best-friend-is-one-who-brings-out.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8922180344747189807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8922180344747189807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-best-friend-is-one-who-brings-out.html' title='&quot;My best friend is the one who brings out the best in me&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smnhWKXmyII/TjcIVnuYgyI/AAAAAAAAEDs/s5kYWJm5Djc/s72-c/4a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4667170321885361069</id><published>2011-07-26T23:30:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:08:54.608+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet."</title><content type='html'>Plato &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvKVHJIunJ8/Ti8nJGOn0jI/AAAAAAAAEDc/R6D_KVNNcpU/s1600/15A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvKVHJIunJ8/Ti8nJGOn0jI/AAAAAAAAEDc/R6D_KVNNcpU/s400/15A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633764696108028466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-flz88WdgQ0s/Ti8nJI8-L-I/AAAAAAAAEDU/PJAQi1wcx-0/s1600/15B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-flz88WdgQ0s/Ti8nJI8-L-I/AAAAAAAAEDU/PJAQi1wcx-0/s400/15B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633764696839303138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Plato's quote about love. It's simple and very beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4667170321885361069?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4667170321885361069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-touch-of-love-everyone-becomes-poet.html#comment-form' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4667170321885361069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4667170321885361069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/at-touch-of-love-everyone-becomes-poet.html' title='&quot;At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvKVHJIunJ8/Ti8nJGOn0jI/AAAAAAAAEDc/R6D_KVNNcpU/s72-c/15A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6340427151720211943</id><published>2011-07-23T21:10:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T20:59:56.557+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"All things grow with time - except grief."</title><content type='html'>Jewish Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I woke up this morning I heard the news Yesterday &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n8B8dnbdvr8"&gt;85 young people had been massacred at a political youth camp&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ql6vc0l2rpQ"&gt;7 people had been killed in an earlier bomb blast in Oslo&lt;/a&gt;. I can't believe it. My dad, mom and I went for a walk. There are a norwegian couple in the neighborhood. A half mast norwegian flag waved in their garden, which is a symbol of grief. I am grieving with my friends and neighbors in west.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Uvti0XBDcY/Tiscu9eG6MI/AAAAAAAAEDE/yKJ6MFgix7c/s1600/14B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Uvti0XBDcY/Tiscu9eG6MI/AAAAAAAAEDE/yKJ6MFgix7c/s400/14B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632627352057342146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eexuRW4GmQ/TiscvC5b_fI/AAAAAAAAEDM/nTZRGR-lUPw/s1600/14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1eexuRW4GmQ/TiscvC5b_fI/AAAAAAAAEDM/nTZRGR-lUPw/s400/14a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632627353514147314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6340427151720211943?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6340427151720211943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-things-grow-with-time-except-grief.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6340427151720211943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6340427151720211943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/all-things-grow-with-time-except-grief.html' title='&quot;All things grow with time - except grief.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Uvti0XBDcY/Tiscu9eG6MI/AAAAAAAAEDE/yKJ6MFgix7c/s72-c/14B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1953928898410769729</id><published>2011-07-22T22:51:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:10:10.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A bird doesn't sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. "</title><content type='html'>Lou Holtz &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I recorded a CD I would like the disc case to look something like this. I love to sing but I have stage fright. I always forget the lyrics, even so I have been singing at some weddings. This illustration is all made in photoshop and I have used a photo as inspiration. The second photograph is a version of the photo I used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3V--Q6UJRw/TinjPEkTDpI/AAAAAAAAEB8/3IP5EWBf4tU/s1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3V--Q6UJRw/TinjPEkTDpI/AAAAAAAAEB8/3IP5EWBf4tU/s400/9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632282657067044498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wAr2uyVn8lc/Tin1p5eJvsI/AAAAAAAAEC8/Vfs0jEdwQjs/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wAr2uyVn8lc/Tin1p5eJvsI/AAAAAAAAEC8/Vfs0jEdwQjs/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632302909154246338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOr26gvjmE0/TinnQL9F8XI/AAAAAAAAECk/l3XoF6CMg3o/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOr26gvjmE0/TinnQL9F8XI/AAAAAAAAECk/l3XoF6CMg3o/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632287074276471154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lina and I went to the forest a couple of days ago. As kids, or lets say young teenager we used to go there a lot. We climbed mountains, fell into the water, tored trees, laughed and fired panties (that's a funny story which I will not tell you today). These are some photos from the day, except the last photo which is taken in LA. Enjoy.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHb-_NZwx0Y/TinjOo3tQGI/AAAAAAAAEBk/6Tif17iHkrg/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DHb-_NZwx0Y/TinjOo3tQGI/AAAAAAAAEBk/6Tif17iHkrg/s400/6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632282649632260194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRDumIVKy0o/TinjF8vOivI/AAAAAAAAEBE/FWDw3cYHEL0/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dRDumIVKy0o/TinjF8vOivI/AAAAAAAAEBE/FWDw3cYHEL0/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632282500346579698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_R-KxI6qd8/TinjGFONr5I/AAAAAAAAEBM/HBYddy49QJk/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--_R-KxI6qd8/TinjGFONr5I/AAAAAAAAEBM/HBYddy49QJk/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632282502624030610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2LPT0KovyE/TinjFtHbW1I/AAAAAAAAEA8/1o53R-bV3xY/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2LPT0KovyE/TinjFtHbW1I/AAAAAAAAEA8/1o53R-bV3xY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632282496153115474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53HHcaRpz8/TinnrrkpUWI/AAAAAAAAECs/M93BRhpndOA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q53HHcaRpz8/TinnrrkpUWI/AAAAAAAAECs/M93BRhpndOA/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632287546620334434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-dVXagIEFQ/TinmWTTsOKI/AAAAAAAAECU/LAL7j_549Io/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5-dVXagIEFQ/TinmWTTsOKI/AAAAAAAAECU/LAL7j_549Io/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632286079817889954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1953928898410769729?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1953928898410769729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/bird-doesnt-sing-because-it-has-answer.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1953928898410769729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1953928898410769729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/bird-doesnt-sing-because-it-has-answer.html' title='&quot;A bird doesn&apos;t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B3V--Q6UJRw/TinjPEkTDpI/AAAAAAAAEB8/3IP5EWBf4tU/s72-c/9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2992331862987689154</id><published>2011-07-12T13:08:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:10:40.257+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles."</title><content type='html'>William Hazlitt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3fkpc0P8TQ/Tg791bG7kMI/AAAAAAAAEAs/s2zJZR9Jwj4/s1600/6633500D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3fkpc0P8TQ/Tg791bG7kMI/AAAAAAAAEAs/s2zJZR9Jwj4/s400/6633500D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624712078884049090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3W_2a3vqhRU/Tg791BbabsI/AAAAAAAAEAk/m0PQ6K_6q5M/s1600/6633500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3W_2a3vqhRU/Tg791BbabsI/AAAAAAAAEAk/m0PQ6K_6q5M/s400/6633500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624712071990636226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WJ1ou1VNSM/Tg791NUfAzI/AAAAAAAAEAc/Ov2vtChL5FA/s1600/6633500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7WJ1ou1VNSM/Tg791NUfAzI/AAAAAAAAEAc/Ov2vtChL5FA/s400/6633500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624712075182801714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCaufdOJCNc/Tg7905zqP3I/AAAAAAAAEAU/eP08YN11N6I/s1600/6633500C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SCaufdOJCNc/Tg7905zqP3I/AAAAAAAAEAU/eP08YN11N6I/s400/6633500C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624712069944852338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying in the grass watching the sky. It's late but not dark. I'm happy. The sky change color from blue to yellow and pink. It's beautiful. Birds are singing. An ant crawling on my leg. It's a little bit cold even if it's summer. I wonder what's behind the sky. If I could fly would I find the end? I'm alone. But I'm happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2992331862987689154?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2992331862987689154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/gentle-word-kind-look-good-natured.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2992331862987689154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2992331862987689154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/07/gentle-word-kind-look-good-natured.html' title='&quot;A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W3fkpc0P8TQ/Tg791bG7kMI/AAAAAAAAEAs/s2zJZR9Jwj4/s72-c/6633500D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2354817822492876258</id><published>2011-06-30T15:36:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:03:31.331+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"Away is good but at home is best"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Swedish proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more then two months since I was in LA, but I will share a last post with you from the vaccation. The last night in LA was amazing and very special. I surprised Lina with a picnic and we went to Santa Monica. We stoped by the mall and bought a lots of frozen yougort. After that we went to the beach, there we ate chocolate and strawberries while we where watching the sunset. It was perfect.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5nK-LCiTLE/Taw_P6oqR8I/AAAAAAAAD5o/Wia-5zfLLGE/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5nK-LCiTLE/Taw_P6oqR8I/AAAAAAAAD5o/Wia-5zfLLGE/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917979585071042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-okQDX9dUuYo/TaxCcX13pBI/AAAAAAAAD54/aFQyfhcEAyk/s1600/Namnl%25C3%25B6st-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-okQDX9dUuYo/TaxCcX13pBI/AAAAAAAAD54/aFQyfhcEAyk/s400/Namnl%25C3%25B6st-1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596921492118414354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bxXfRvLI3U/Taw_PNBM7uI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/spFF-HZpW2U/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6bxXfRvLI3U/Taw_PNBM7uI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/spFF-HZpW2U/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917967339974370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S3Sm8tLquug/Taw_O16TM3I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/5W67xoculGY/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S3Sm8tLquug/Taw_O16TM3I/AAAAAAAAD5Q/5W67xoculGY/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917961137009522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXgDJ6S6qYU/Taw_O-FrXrI/AAAAAAAAD5I/G76W_HMstQ0/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hXgDJ6S6qYU/Taw_O-FrXrI/AAAAAAAAD5I/G76W_HMstQ0/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917963332214450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiq64iP6_Tk/Taw_ICg2taI/AAAAAAAAD5A/YRck2ZydKa4/s1600&lt;br /&gt;/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Oiq64iP6_Tk/Taw_ICg2taI/AAAAAAAAD5A/YRck2ZydKa4/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917844260861346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lWIHaXVjQg/Taw_H2w1B2I/AAAAAAAAD4w/JJ1PP2irNIc/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1lWIHaXVjQg/Taw_H2w1B2I/AAAAAAAAD4w/JJ1PP2irNIc/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917841106634594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1Jw_mlP2A/Taw_HoK0JTI/AAAAAAAAD4o/BR0cti2W-PY/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJ1Jw_mlP2A/Taw_HoK0JTI/AAAAAAAAD4o/BR0cti2W-PY/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917837189096754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WS60Duz0Lk/Taw_HXFjDPI/AAAAAAAAD4g/vE3oUIQgalc/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7WS60Duz0Lk/Taw_HXFjDPI/AAAAAAAAD4g/vE3oUIQgalc/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917832603602162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wc_VcNCeN0/Taw-_z-6-DI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/yn-7lnge7kY/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3wc_VcNCeN0/Taw-_z-6-DI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/yn-7lnge7kY/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917702921484338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49mT7kh0Z4o/Taw-_WdVDBI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/TttS7WtOr2k/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-49mT7kh0Z4o/Taw-_WdVDBI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/TttS7WtOr2k/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917694995958802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the day I would travel back home to Sweden, it was a beautiful morning. My flight from LAX left at 5 pm so I had a lots of time before I had to leave the appartment. I ate oatmeal with strawberries and grape for breakfast. Then I went to the pool and read some chapters in my book. Another perfect morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ab1ATvh71g/Taw-_NitrbI/AAAAAAAAD4I/BROEB3vLIJI/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ab1ATvh71g/Taw-_NitrbI/AAAAAAAAD4I/BROEB3vLIJI/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917692602625458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHd_tdve3h0/Taw--4dlg2I/AAAAAAAAD4A/BE8QEul_ajg/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zHd_tdve3h0/Taw--4dlg2I/AAAAAAAAD4A/BE8QEul_ajg/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917686943974242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm-dwWLXL6M/Taw--3vfBqI/AAAAAAAAD34/iYH-_1oo1KY/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm-dwWLXL6M/Taw--3vfBqI/AAAAAAAAD34/iYH-_1oo1KY/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917686750611106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6anFSokrVc/Taw-vXt89BI/AAAAAAAAD3w/wlk9bd_qDDQ/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B6anFSokrVc/Taw-vXt89BI/AAAAAAAAD3w/wlk9bd_qDDQ/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917420456211474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdJFUUKnl1M/Taw-vJz-V6I/AAAAAAAAD3o/oxgjhGMDREg/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QdJFUUKnl1M/Taw-vJz-V6I/AAAAAAAAD3o/oxgjhGMDREg/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917416723371938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for me to leave Lina's appartment I went to the bus, a couple of blocks away, which would take me to LAX. When I finally arrived at the airport I realized I had forgot something very important. I bought a postcard, which is something I never do, for my grandpa. And I was suppose to send it on my way to the bus. I forgot! You can't imagine how angry I was at myself. I tried to find a mailbox at the airpost but with NO success! So I did something I would never ever had done in Sweden. I asked (it took me more then one hour to find the courage to do this) a girl at a bookshop if she wanted to send the postcard after work. It was so embarrising and humiliating. The only thing that made me do this was the fact that my grandpa really would appreciate it. She actually said yes (but her face expressions was saying "WHAT A GIRL? HOW CAN SHE ASK ME THIS AND WHY DO I SAY YES???") but she did send it. After a couple of days my grandpa reseived the postcard. And I was right, he was very happy! So Thank you, who ever you where, for sending my postcard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvzDpCuyJs8/Taw-uv_7JNI/AAAAAAAAD3g/DsfgRRTUNE8/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YvzDpCuyJs8/Taw-uv_7JNI/AAAAAAAAD3g/DsfgRRTUNE8/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917409794172114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCXCN0sjIas/Taw-jizwiJI/AAAAAAAAD3I/6BnCdQFvTk4/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yCXCN0sjIas/Taw-jizwiJI/AAAAAAAAD3I/6BnCdQFvTk4/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917217274923154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HaWrND4eUDA/Taw-uU1-GII/AAAAAAAAD3Y/w2IkKV9B0-4/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HaWrND4eUDA/Taw-uU1-GII/AAAAAAAAD3Y/w2IkKV9B0-4/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917402504665218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1M1BZfc6RqY/Taw-uB9clFI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/lj5Q9q1DBzg/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1M1BZfc6RqY/Taw-uB9clFI/AAAAAAAAD3Q/lj5Q9q1DBzg/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917397435749458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzq5hmw1Bb8/Taw-jYkkB6I/AAAAAAAAD3A/h2J8zrrXb7A/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dzq5hmw1Bb8/Taw-jYkkB6I/AAAAAAAAD3A/h2J8zrrXb7A/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917214526834594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after the postcard-incident everything went well until I came to Frankfurt. I missed the plane because my flight from London was delayed. For those who have been at Frankfurt airpost knows it's hu-u-ge. You walk, and walk, and walk and then you walk a little bit more and after a while you may find your gate. I'm a very emotional person, I laugh and cry easily. I cried the whole time while I was walking to my gate. I was haertbroken. I wish I could blame the hormones or the fact that I was really tired but I guess It's just a bad habit. But everything turned out really well. I came home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCmtT6rffuE/Taw-jJ7alsI/AAAAAAAAD24/MHaffzQdc_Y/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VCmtT6rffuE/Taw-jJ7alsI/AAAAAAAAD24/MHaffzQdc_Y/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917210596153026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNTsdyIIrZE/Taw-iypA4lI/AAAAAAAAD2w/C02jRWdIbfk/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YNTsdyIIrZE/Taw-iypA4lI/AAAAAAAAD2w/C02jRWdIbfk/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917204344955474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHGOLcTMxLk/Taw-is7_HmI/AAAAAAAAD2o/0L_P4_HBmv4/s1600/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHGOLcTMxLk/Taw-is7_HmI/AAAAAAAAD2o/0L_P4_HBmv4/s400/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596917202813918818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to travel but I have to say "Away is good but at home is best".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2354817822492876258?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2354817822492876258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2354817822492876258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2354817822492876258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Away is good but at home is best&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x5nK-LCiTLE/Taw_P6oqR8I/AAAAAAAAD5o/Wia-5zfLLGE/s72-c/USA%2B4%2BLASTDAY%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6973588878430778550</id><published>2011-06-27T23:35:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:11:09.474+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Pink isn't just a color, it's an attitude!"</title><content type='html'>Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoqccwP34qg/TgdzG6GrB9I/AAAAAAAAD_M/mY0v7U-aPTs/s1600/6433500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoqccwP34qg/TgdzG6GrB9I/AAAAAAAAD_M/mY0v7U-aPTs/s400/6433500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622589222309005266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8ecATR_m9E/TgdzGnrzwbI/AAAAAAAAD-8/vjiZUwLviO8/s1600/6433500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q8ecATR_m9E/TgdzGnrzwbI/AAAAAAAAD-8/vjiZUwLviO8/s400/6433500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622589217364492722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink is a great color which have become one of my favorite colors. But as a teenager I disliked pink. Even if I was a very girly girl I actually already as a six years old girl thought the color was way too girly. But as an adult I started to appreciate pink again. My favorite color today is grey. Maybe a bit boring but I find the color very easy to match with accessories and make up of any kind, like a pink lipstick. Which is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illustration is also all made in Adobe Photoshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6973588878430778550?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6973588878430778550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/06/pink-isnt-just-color-its-attitude_27.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6973588878430778550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6973588878430778550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/06/pink-isnt-just-color-its-attitude_27.html' title='&quot;Pink isn&apos;t just a color, it&apos;s an attitude!&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoqccwP34qg/TgdzG6GrB9I/AAAAAAAAD_M/mY0v7U-aPTs/s72-c/6433500B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2629770320847120871</id><published>2011-06-25T19:56:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:09:11.732+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden".</title><content type='html'>Claudia Grandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc3HWn3D15A/TgYhjI-A1qI/AAAAAAAAD9E/ps6RBNKhjvA/s1600/6333500D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc3HWn3D15A/TgYhjI-A1qI/AAAAAAAAD9E/ps6RBNKhjvA/s400/6333500D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622218072405366434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been, as I already told you, pretty busy. School have taken a lots of time. Finally. The summerbrake started june 2nd, the same day my little sister Maria and Alexander got married. It was a perfect wedding and she looked so beautiful.  &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uppdragmedia.se/blogg/?p=2024"&gt;Henrik Mill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is an amazing photographer, took some incredible photos. It really was a perfect day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DVhtHopoOg/TgYhilljAnI/AAAAAAAAD80/75ko8nYB0zI/s1600/6333500C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4DVhtHopoOg/TgYhilljAnI/AAAAAAAAD80/75ko8nYB0zI/s400/6333500C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622218062907507314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMDWVVHDPs0/TgYhi8521TI/AAAAAAAAD88/NiDxoYrutk0/s1600/6333500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WMDWVVHDPs0/TgYhi8521TI/AAAAAAAAD88/NiDxoYrutk0/s400/6333500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622218069166708018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After the wedding I traveled in Sweden for about two weeks. I visited my big brother in Malmö and my best friend in Karlskrona. I'm back home and will hopefully blogging a little bit more! This illustration is all made in photoshop and I hope You will like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2629770320847120871?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2629770320847120871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-had-single-flower-for-every-time-i.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2629770320847120871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2629770320847120871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/06/if-i-had-single-flower-for-every-time-i.html' title='&quot;If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kc3HWn3D15A/TgYhjI-A1qI/AAAAAAAAD9E/ps6RBNKhjvA/s72-c/6333500D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7259354945304093330</id><published>2011-05-06T22:51:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:12:09.419+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart".</title><content type='html'>Helen Keller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5eiKoylJcU/TrqViinL2uI/AAAAAAAAEWA/BiPOmge-Hb8/s1600/P70050006A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cx3czZ2_stE/TrqViYbHs5I/AAAAAAAAEVw/KoX_rxNvK8E/s1600/P70050006C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month left until Summer break. I'm longing for a day off. My life is for the moment very busy, that's why I havn't been blogging for a while. This illustration is inspired by a swedish summer evening, warm and cozy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7259354945304093330?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7259354945304093330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-and-most-beautiful-things-in-world.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7259354945304093330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7259354945304093330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/05/best-and-most-beautiful-things-in-world.html' title='&quot;The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5eiKoylJcU/TrqViinL2uI/AAAAAAAAEWA/BiPOmge-Hb8/s72-c/P70050006A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3725994866062642929</id><published>2011-04-29T16:58:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T21:13:03.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"My sisters are my favorite people on earth."</title><content type='html'>Ryan Phillippe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My little sister, Maria is getting married next month and I'm so happy for her. She and her fiance, Alexander, have booked an amazing photographer, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Henrik Mill&lt;/span&gt;, and they met him this Tuesday and took some test shots. The result is amazing, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uppdragmedia.se/blogg/"&gt;check out his blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3725994866062642929?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3725994866062642929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-sisters-are-my-favorite-people-on.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3725994866062642929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3725994866062642929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-sisters-are-my-favorite-people-on.html' title='&quot;My sisters are my favorite people on earth.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2612636306951577905</id><published>2011-04-24T18:03:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:38:34.810+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love".</title><content type='html'>Max Muller &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOzf8uVV7HA/TrqXp8XBX8I/AAAAAAAAEWI/QmX_QaEZNiI/s1600/P70050007A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZNsw24QU0Y/TrqXqPAtImI/AAAAAAAAEWY/gWYO4oHUMuQ/s1600/P70050007C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use the word love a lot and sometimes I wonder if I use it to often. But I do love so many things! Like beeing in the sun, bathing outside while it's raining, eating chocolate, tulips, the black swedish candy called lakrits, a good movie, spicy food, spending time with my family, laughing, reading a book, dancing (even if I look like goofy), icecream, singing, draw and so many more things. I guess these are the little things that makes my life blossom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2612636306951577905?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2612636306951577905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/flower-cannot-blossom-without-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2612636306951577905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2612636306951577905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/flower-cannot-blossom-without-sunshine.html' title='&quot;A flower cannot blossom without sunshine, and man cannot live without love&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nOzf8uVV7HA/TrqXp8XBX8I/AAAAAAAAEWI/QmX_QaEZNiI/s72-c/P70050007A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8953299154760390216</id><published>2011-04-20T14:01:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:41:18.073+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"Happiness depends upon ourselves."</title><content type='html'>Aristotle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was finally a not-rainy-day in LA. Lina, Susanne and I were going to Santa Monica beach. Lina was making fun of me because I was so pale. But if you would live in Sweden and couldn't afford a vacation at some fancy island in the middle of the winter you surtenly wouldn't be spoiled by the sun. I had prepared my skin with a really good sun cream because I always get burned. It was a perfect day and we even saw dolphins. Some people where shooting a TV serie called Castle, which I haven't seen, but the film equipment was so cool! After a while we went to a sushi resturant. I'm not a big fan of sushi but I abolutley love the avocado rolls. The end of the day I was still pale, except from one tiny part. My right foot, not my left, was burning red. Almost blue and yes, Lina had pretty fun at my expense.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6USst2iOaTQ/TZm9ig0wBvI/AAAAAAAADsc/iY9TB91Y7a0/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6USst2iOaTQ/TZm9ig0wBvI/AAAAAAAADsc/iY9TB91Y7a0/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708812981569266" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEN0m0MbYk/TZm9i3xgV5I/AAAAAAAADsk/xdLEUQIMGzI/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEN0m0MbYk/TZm9i3xgV5I/AAAAAAAADsk/xdLEUQIMGzI/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708819141973906" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KiNpLKwJSdU/TZm9cz4saVI/AAAAAAAADsU/YMQjz0sfXsg/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E9BIWCxJ_Qg/TZm9cAGOMvI/AAAAAAAADr0/tp0fnzivKes/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708701117264626" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlZPywrugno/TZm9PTGhOkI/AAAAAAAADrs/f4ZbcHUaiIQ/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wlZPywrugno/TZm9PTGhOkI/AAAAAAAADrs/f4ZbcHUaiIQ/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708482880485954" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9VuTtq_OHs/TZm9PXoMacI/AAAAAAAADrk/9LQY1elwgAg/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d9VuTtq_OHs/TZm9PXoMacI/AAAAAAAADrk/9LQY1elwgAg/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708484095470018" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1_M-KuPx0/TZm9PDasiMI/AAAAAAAADrc/g6-ByxvlxGE/s1600/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DZ1_M-KuPx0/TZm9PDasiMI/AAAAAAAADrc/g6-ByxvlxGE/s400/USA%2BLost%2BLA%2B10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591708478670145730" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days after the day at Santa Monica beach, my foot was still burning red, Lina and I decided to go to Hollywood Boulevard. We also wanted to take some photos of the famous Hollywood sign which would be in the same area. The journey started with a 45 min warm bustrip. The only problem was the fact that we didn't know where we were suppose to get off. When we finally got off the bus we had no idea where we were. We decided to take a cab but a new problem came up. We where in the most traffic city in the world but couldn't find a cab. To make a long story short; it took more then one hour for us to get a cab and I can tell you, we were pretty frustrated, but we did get our photos of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;The long trip was worth it. Hollywood Boulevard was amazing! Palms, lights, stores, people, music and fashion! They where shooting for the new movie, Wonder Woman. 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I went for a little walk all by myself, and the only company I had was my camera. I'm a very social person but sometimes I find the loneliness very pleasant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmHZD7Dp3GM/TZmZ6Hi9SaI/AAAAAAAADoE/u6eNPOLGcuc/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmHZD7Dp3GM/TZmZ6Hi9SaI/AAAAAAAADoE/u6eNPOLGcuc/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669636094314914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P94j0Qig9RA/TZmZ53vNHLI/AAAAAAAADn8/_tS-442RpLE/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P94j0Qig9RA/TZmZ53vNHLI/AAAAAAAADn8/_tS-442RpLE/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669631850716338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ST7QZiY7MdE/TZmZ6f9CsLI/AAAAAAAADoc/4PIxTPn8o2M/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ST7QZiY7MdE/TZmZ6f9CsLI/AAAAAAAADoc/4PIxTPn8o2M/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669642646171826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaHKGX0NNSk/TZmZ6R4sgXI/AAAAAAAADoU/dhr0PNyQs9Y/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kaHKGX0NNSk/TZmZ6R4sgXI/AAAAAAAADoU/dhr0PNyQs9Y/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B3.jpg" border="0"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669638869844338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jdV6u-95bXY/TZma4oK8VVI/AAAAAAAADok/zks9XVGHzLI/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jdV6u-95bXY/TZma4oK8VVI/AAAAAAAADok/zks9XVGHzLI/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591670710003848530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CW8Gb110Zqg/TZmZsH7atgI/AAAAAAAADn0/16kdwchU1XA/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CW8Gb110Zqg/TZmZsH7atgI/AAAAAAAADn0/16kdwchU1XA/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669395678737922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vI2VgC763o/TZmZrzYk3NI/AAAAAAAADns/qTQdaxr-qiM/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3vI2VgC763o/TZmZrzYk3NI/AAAAAAAADns/qTQdaxr-qiM/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669390163893458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter a week in LA we went to Disneyland. Four girls in a paradise of happiness, we where screaming, laughing and crying of joy. Even the bad weather couldn't brake our expectations. I have been dreaming about visiting Disneyland since I was a little girl and hopelessly inlove with Aladdin. It was exactly what I imagine. The details of the park was amazing and so well done. It was a prefect day and I highly recommend you to visit the park if you are in the area of any circumstances, you will not regret it!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4EyzSR67gnY/TZmZrTa7RyI/AAAAAAAADnc/O8ADhrPq538/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4EyzSR67gnY/TZmZrTa7RyI/AAAAAAAADnc/O8ADhrPq538/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669381583816482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0y8DV-LDNE/TZmZrY6Tm-I/AAAAAAAADnU/9AbiUT06ejU/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0y8DV-LDNE/TZmZrY6Tm-I/AAAAAAAADnU/9AbiUT06ejU/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591669383057611746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtvEpesJM8M/TZmZbjDiPII/AAAAAAAADnE/z33sMdy-wg4/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SE0D-kb9_Io/TZmZJAULXsI/AAAAAAAADmE/noRbsN1507I/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591668792339685058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdihtCQ9miE/TZmZKD82YgI/AAAAAAAADmk/aBQVT3VU2QI/s1600/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JdihtCQ9miE/TZmZKD82YgI/AAAAAAAADmk/aBQVT3VU2QI/s400/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591668810495451650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-5691784392432843433?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/5691784392432843433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/may-you-live-all-days-of-your-life.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5691784392432843433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5691784392432843433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/may-you-live-all-days-of-your-life.html' title='&quot;May you live all the days of your life&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JmHZD7Dp3GM/TZmZ6Hi9SaI/AAAAAAAADoE/u6eNPOLGcuc/s72-c/USA%2BLA2%2BDisney%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-5956974228572018779</id><published>2011-04-15T12:32:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:39:19.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet".</title><content type='html'>Plato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrYrY30aAf8/TrqZyuAc9xI/AAAAAAAAEXE/CgsSP-KL6oM/s1600/P70050008A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mvIOGZmHXFk/TrqZyU5TPvI/AAAAAAAAEW4/05v16o7qyag/s1600/P70050008C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is the season of love. This illustration is inspired by Love and Beauty. When my sister saw the illustration she told me it reminded her of Paris, the city of Love and Fashion. Paris, it's one of the cities in the world I really want to see once in my life. Yesterday I started to make a list of hundret things I want to do before I die. Number eight is to visit Paris and buy a key ring of the Eiffel Tower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-5956974228572018779?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/5956974228572018779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-touch-of-love-everyone-becomes-poet.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5956974228572018779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5956974228572018779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/at-touch-of-love-everyone-becomes-poet.html' title='&quot;At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrYrY30aAf8/TrqZyuAc9xI/AAAAAAAAEXE/CgsSP-KL6oM/s72-c/P70050008A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7556957812209114822</id><published>2011-04-11T16:57:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:39:29.083+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"If there is a future, it will be Green".</title><content type='html'>Petra Kelly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUkLPR_-EIc/Trqap_rjmTI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/h1WPs6-PX24/s1600/P70050009A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GV8YSfuhq-Y/TrqaqB5bgDI/AAAAAAAAEXY/H3Hm-A3sb4s/s1600/P70050009B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is heading for greener pastures. Green envy, from mint to chartreuse, which I used as an inpiration when I choosed the background colour. It's the new trend for this spring. I love the mint green colour but I have never owned a mint green thing in my hole life. This may be a good opportunity to change that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7556957812209114822?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7556957812209114822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-there-is-future-it-will-be-green.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7556957812209114822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7556957812209114822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/if-there-is-future-it-will-be-green.html' title='&quot;If there is a future, it will be Green&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OUkLPR_-EIc/Trqap_rjmTI/AAAAAAAAEXQ/h1WPs6-PX24/s72-c/P70050009A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8713248576866655500</id><published>2011-04-08T17:18:00.013+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:42:18.343+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade."</title><content type='html'>Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plw9SXLAazg/TZietwIgpXI/AAAAAAAADl0/fKCv0tKbEo0/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plw9SXLAazg/TZietwIgpXI/AAAAAAAADl0/fKCv0tKbEo0/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393446232368498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;It was a new day in Los Angeles. The rain had stopped and I could see the sun rising. Lina had already left the appartment for school and I was lying in my bed while I was thinking about the days that had passed. I felt completely satisfied with my decision of going to LA. I loved the fact that it was nothing I had to do, just things I wanted to do. Susanne asked me if I wanted to join her for a walk. She had to take some photos for her school class so I got dressed quickly and we grabbed something to eat and went out. The sun was warm. Not cold like I'm used to. I hadn't felt the warm sun since september. The last summer was short in Sweden and I had been longing for it since then.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnHSCpIRJpg/TZietqDtN2I/AAAAAAAADls/NnAu6vkiRR8/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnHSCpIRJpg/TZietqDtN2I/AAAAAAAADls/NnAu6vkiRR8/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393444601608034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbsnuZSxal0/TZih-Ubu7wI/AAAAAAAADl8/FaeMo0VKQ_g/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gbsnuZSxal0/TZih-Ubu7wI/AAAAAAAADl8/FaeMo0VKQ_g/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591397029389463298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbsmHe-sGtg/TZiemxe0FCI/AAAAAAAADlc/pMQrSyiu20g/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TbsmHe-sGtg/TZiemxe0FCI/AAAAAAAADlc/pMQrSyiu20g/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393326335267874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Santa Monica beach. The day turned out to be as good as I thought it would be. The wind was cold but the sun warm. Some guys where playing volleyball at the beach. You could see tourists everywhere, just like myself, taking pictures. One of the things I liked the most about LA was the fact that it was surrounded by green mountains. Beautiful and breathtaking.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lifeguards tower, which you can see at the fourth and second last image, always reminds me of baywatch, even if I only have watched it once or maybe two times as a teen. But there where no sexy lifeguards at the beach with red swimming shorts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcuWUappsFo/TZiemEMyv_I/AAAAAAAADlM/FBJyTem6oUA/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jcuWUappsFo/TZiemEMyv_I/AAAAAAAADlM/FBJyTem6oUA/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393314180087794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmKtVptPLwU/TZiethqJNFI/AAAAAAAADlk/eEnndh1X21c/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmKtVptPLwU/TZiethqJNFI/AAAAAAAADlk/eEnndh1X21c/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393442346906706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u90ac0oUsvQ/TZielnl-UMI/AAAAAAAADk8/VUgQ88eYBwQ/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u90ac0oUsvQ/TZielnl-UMI/AAAAAAAADk8/VUgQ88eYBwQ/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591393306501075138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTFWq5u6rg8/TZieRFL0QBI/AAAAAAAADks/cqxrYxa0uZk/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cTFWq5u6rg8/TZieRFL0QBI/AAAAAAAADks/cqxrYxa0uZk/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392953667174418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mU4bORXGLk/TZieQ2qxPYI/AAAAAAAADkk/9gmEJXyc_98/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2mU4bORXGLk/TZieQ2qxPYI/AAAAAAAADkk/9gmEJXyc_98/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392949770468738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdL5B0608UQ/TZieQqC7vVI/AAAAAAAADkU/RyP_K7vbNhA/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YdL5B0608UQ/TZieQqC7vVI/AAAAAAAADkU/RyP_K7vbNhA/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392946382159186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zO9dV9Bepmw/TZieGMZOn0I/AAAAAAAADkE/3gJTdLMD1Bw/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zO9dV9Bepmw/TZieGMZOn0I/AAAAAAAADkE/3gJTdLMD1Bw/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392766623915842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_9usyySu2M/TZieGF53ToI/AAAAAAAADkM/1D9uk_4X0uc/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_9usyySu2M/TZieGF53ToI/AAAAAAAADkM/1D9uk_4X0uc/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392764881751682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg7PDX4Jji4/TZieFb5LAYI/AAAAAAAADj0/Y15cP7lkszM/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wg7PDX4Jji4/TZieFb5LAYI/AAAAAAAADj0/Y15cP7lkszM/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392753604559234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susanne and I shared a delicious plate of nachos and chicken. It was a perfect way to end the day at Santa Monica beach. Thereafter, we went to Santa Monica University to catch up with Lina. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeYzwYxstOo/TZieFKA9mdI/AAAAAAAADjs/pcctHbphllk/s1600/USA2%2BLA%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qeYzwYxstOo/TZieFKA9mdI/AAAAAAAADjs/pcctHbphllk/s400/USA2%2BLA%2B16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591392748805396946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8713248576866655500?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8713248576866655500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-was-one-of-those-march-days-when-sun.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8713248576866655500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8713248576866655500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/it-was-one-of-those-march-days-when-sun.html' title='&quot;It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-plw9SXLAazg/TZietwIgpXI/AAAAAAAADl0/fKCv0tKbEo0/s72-c/USA2%2BLA%2B0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3062191244290493674</id><published>2011-04-03T11:44:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:44:08.137+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>"I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, and all the friends I want to see. "</title><content type='html'>John Burroughs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;18th March&lt;/span&gt;. It was early friday morning, still dark outside. I had only slept a couple of hours and I was walking a empty street towards the trainstation. Today I was travelling to LA to visit my friend Lina. The road was white since it had been snowing during the few hours that I was asleep. When I finally arrived to the trainstation I rushed inside. It was freaking cold and I was only wearing my leather jacket which did not keep me warm. After a while I went to the platform. A couple of minutes before the train was suppose to come, I discover that my hand baggage was gone. "Oh no, not again, so typical of me, where have I put it, think, think, think". The panic started to grow inside of me. I looked at the building at the other side of the train track, and not surprisingly, I saw my brown leather bag, that my grandpa had given me a couple of years ago, standing on a table. "What should I do". I glanced around me to find someone that could keep an eye on my other bag which was quite too heavy to run with. To my happiness I found four middle-aged men. When I got back with the bag my heart was pounding. I asked myself while I where holding on tight to my bags "Why does these kinds of drama always happend to me"?  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFO0DoqHxr0/TZhCIv68ZoI/AAAAAAAADjc/gZHw6TYvNt4/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFO0DoqHxr0/TZhCIv68ZoI/AAAAAAAADjc/gZHw6TYvNt4/s400/USA%2BLA%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291655450551938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KY5BUsKit0/TZhCIhwkkqI/AAAAAAAADjU/exdfE8MkUKI/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KY5BUsKit0/TZhCIhwkkqI/AAAAAAAADjU/exdfE8MkUKI/s400/USA%2BLA%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291651648950946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqidRMVWrWI/TZhCIYBn5PI/AAAAAAAADjM/wd-tyoFNQcI/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nqidRMVWrWI/TZhCIYBn5PI/AAAAAAAADjM/wd-tyoFNQcI/s400/USA%2BLA%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291649036117234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uq79cgmGtA8/TZhCIeQ04-I/AAAAAAAADjE/V0XhBQfmFis/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uq79cgmGtA8/TZhCIeQ04-I/AAAAAAAADjE/V0XhBQfmFis/s400/USA%2BLA%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291650710496226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prNx5iiRndM/TZhCAS2XPjI/AAAAAAAADi0/G3lMGxFOjqY/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prNx5iiRndM/TZhCAS2XPjI/AAAAAAAADi0/G3lMGxFOjqY/s400/USA%2BLA%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291510207757874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cCObFqgsmw/TZhCIC0ZQmI/AAAAAAAADi8/W-KU6sWNNhY/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cCObFqgsmw/TZhCIC0ZQmI/AAAAAAAADi8/W-KU6sWNNhY/s400/USA%2BLA%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291643343487586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It have always amazesed me of how many marvelous and interesting people you may face while you are travelling. On the plane from Frankfurt I was sitting by a old professor with a broad german accent. He had white beard and thick glasses and he acted just like I imagine a professor should do. A little bit goofy but you could tell he was very smart. &lt;br /&gt;When I finally arrived at Lina's appartemnt 03.00 am local time I was exhausted but excited. It was more then 30 hours since I left my own appartemnt in Sweden. The trip had gone well except that my last plane was delayed. I was so happy when Lina came down to let me in. She helped me with my bags after many hugs and kisses and told me "Tomorrow we will go to Universal studio, so get in bed because you will need your beauty sleep". Due to certain circumstances I was going to sleep beside Lina's roomate, a girl named Susanne, which I had never met before. But I can tell it was quite funny to wake up to somebody you already shared a bed with and introduce yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR6NKq_0_b4/TZhDmNZWg1I/AAAAAAAADjk/xnps1EyeQGc/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XR6NKq_0_b4/TZhDmNZWg1I/AAAAAAAADjk/xnps1EyeQGc/s400/USA%2BLA%2B10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591293261090554706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qR0jEcRagI/TZhCAdJTVgI/AAAAAAAADis/vig5j-jpyjk/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6qR0jEcRagI/TZhCAdJTVgI/AAAAAAAADis/vig5j-jpyjk/s400/USA%2BLA%2B7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291512971548162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLO30KgW-aI/TZhCALIKPiI/AAAAAAAADik/1Iq5DsvqAsc/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLO30KgW-aI/TZhCALIKPiI/AAAAAAAADik/1Iq5DsvqAsc/s400/USA%2BLA%2B8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291508134919714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nvQNjCAWSt0/TZhB_8bTRrI/AAAAAAAADic/D38XVFZjoo4/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nvQNjCAWSt0/TZhB_8bTRrI/AAAAAAAADic/D38XVFZjoo4/s400/USA%2BLA%2B9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291504188671666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8tRd2ZT1nc/TZhB2lkAkeI/AAAAAAAADiE/A0fGFVmTy_8/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F8tRd2ZT1nc/TZhB2lkAkeI/AAAAAAAADiE/A0fGFVmTy_8/s400/USA%2BLA%2B12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291343432356322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcVL735BCTg/TZhB2nzyV_I/AAAAAAAADh8/V0wrCI23yl0/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rcVL735BCTg/TZhB2nzyV_I/AAAAAAAADh8/V0wrCI23yl0/s400/USA%2BLA%2B13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291344035403762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SaA4ckAS6nA/TZhB2VBbNjI/AAAAAAAADh0/69zIBasxP7Q/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SaA4ckAS6nA/TZhB2VBbNjI/AAAAAAAADh0/69zIBasxP7Q/s400/USA%2BLA%2B14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291338992334386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NM8t0YvMGNk/TZhB2ZANG4I/AAAAAAAADhs/rYB6CB3XTns/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NM8t0YvMGNk/TZhB2ZANG4I/AAAAAAAADhs/rYB6CB3XTns/s400/USA%2BLA%2B15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291340060957570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_Nhb9Ho0nM/TZhB25pJqcI/AAAAAAAADiM/FrMopIeh9IQ/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v_Nhb9Ho0nM/TZhB25pJqcI/AAAAAAAADiM/FrMopIeh9IQ/s400/USA%2BLA%2B11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291348822632898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmhkJlP-d74/TZhBuNfXRnI/AAAAAAAADhk/swA-bQvnNI0/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VmhkJlP-d74/TZhBuNfXRnI/AAAAAAAADhk/swA-bQvnNI0/s400/USA%2BLA%2B16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291199531468402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNWvcQv4du4/TZhBuEK5kGI/AAAAAAAADhc/arKgMpYMf3Y/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lNWvcQv4du4/TZhBuEK5kGI/AAAAAAAADhc/arKgMpYMf3Y/s400/USA%2BLA%2B17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291197029716066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell if it was the day after Universal Studio or not, but a couple of days after I arrived in LA it started raining. I'm from Sweden and used to rain. But it was raining like cats and dogs. The local people told us that it haven't been raining like that since the year of 1987 something. Lina and I decided to meet Rebecca and Sanna, which we would go to Disney land with next week, at Santa Monica's mall for shopping. They introduced me to Tutti Frutti frozen yogurt and I loved it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuvFSSninF0/TZhBtw3qyZI/AAAAAAAADhU/W-6ixjj2nQo/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuvFSSninF0/TZhBtw3qyZI/AAAAAAAADhU/W-6ixjj2nQo/s400/USA%2BLA%2B18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291191848782226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1_bVaMv1rP8/TZhBtz_eSAI/AAAAAAAADhM/gXeQNeA7OoU/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1_bVaMv1rP8/TZhBtz_eSAI/AAAAAAAADhM/gXeQNeA7OoU/s400/USA%2BLA%2B19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291192686823426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1snSRvFZLc/TZhBtjYozGI/AAAAAAAADhE/pU-OdNYvqrQ/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1snSRvFZLc/TZhBtjYozGI/AAAAAAAADhE/pU-OdNYvqrQ/s400/USA%2BLA%2B20.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291188228967522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7eLNJNKmxxA/TZhBj4fimTI/AAAAAAAADg0/HIiEC7PzdPY/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7eLNJNKmxxA/TZhBj4fimTI/AAAAAAAADg0/HIiEC7PzdPY/s400/USA%2BLA%2B22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291022096374066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKwbl1Mz1gM/TZhBkN1keII/AAAAAAAADg8/BP0FZZ6YRCo/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JKwbl1Mz1gM/TZhBkN1keII/AAAAAAAADg8/BP0FZZ6YRCo/s400/USA%2BLA%2B21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291027825916034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isWCANt8xPY/TZhBj2Y-h8I/AAAAAAAADgs/sAhOtxw4QQw/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-isWCANt8xPY/TZhBj2Y-h8I/AAAAAAAADgs/sAhOtxw4QQw/s400/USA%2BLA%2B23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291021531973570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKyO7TRBDVI/TZhBjkvtFWI/AAAAAAAADgk/KbLxCE-7vXg/s1600/USA%2BLA%2B24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKyO7TRBDVI/TZhBjkvtFWI/AAAAAAAADgk/KbLxCE-7vXg/s400/USA%2BLA%2B24.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591291016795460962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These where my first days in LA. I will share more photos and stories with you another day. Hope you enjoyed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3062191244290493674?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3062191244290493674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-still-find-each-day-too-short-for-all.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3062191244290493674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3062191244290493674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-still-find-each-day-too-short-for-all.html' title='&quot;I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, and all the friends I want to see. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZFO0DoqHxr0/TZhCIv68ZoI/AAAAAAAADjc/gZHw6TYvNt4/s72-c/USA%2BLA%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6538221622097460304</id><published>2011-03-20T19:12:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:44:42.915+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I'd come out to Los Angeles for a vacation to see a friend and just fell in love with it."</title><content type='html'>Claire Forlani &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82sywqxz5uI/TrsEjlvxp5I/AAAAAAAAEhM/D8_KYkJTvsY/s1600/P70050027A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wqoVq-eRym4/TrsEj_3eiII/AAAAAAAAEhc/-aOqQapBQK4/s1600/P70050027B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tOaIsyOxeUQ/TrsEkAz0fkI/AAAAAAAAEhk/hK-0htqBTkc/s1600/P70050027C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a great time in the big city, Los Angeles! Everything is so different from Sweden. It's raining today, but will be better weather tomorrow. Today were off to some crazy LA-shopping. My partner in crime is Lina, and she is a dangerous person to have around while walking in faboulas stores. She makes me shop to much! But I love her anyway. As you can see I have used the same poses for the girls as in the post before, and the post from &lt;a href="http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/hush-is-over-everything-silent-as-women.html"&gt;1 February&lt;/a&gt;. I hope you like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6538221622097460304?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6538221622097460304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/id-come-out-to-los-angeles-for-vacation.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6538221622097460304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6538221622097460304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/id-come-out-to-los-angeles-for-vacation.html' title='&quot;I&apos;d come out to Los Angeles for a vacation to see a friend and just fell in love with it.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-82sywqxz5uI/TrsEjlvxp5I/AAAAAAAAEhM/D8_KYkJTvsY/s72-c/P70050027A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3859576258161590201</id><published>2011-03-15T15:43:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:44:56.229+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"The time to relax is when you don't have time for it. "</title><content type='html'>Sydney J. Harris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAKSt9P6fa8/TrsPCYH-0MI/AAAAAAAAEi4/reX70l8V_ds/s1600/P70050029A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgjFkCwqzGk/TrsPCgE85BI/AAAAAAAAEjI/wxLNnLjZQtg/s1600/P70050029B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in school today, but the onley thing I'm thinkning of is LA! Can't wait to get on that plane, which will take me to my dear Lina!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3859576258161590201?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3859576258161590201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-to-relax-is-when-you-dont-have.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3859576258161590201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3859576258161590201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-to-relax-is-when-you-dont-have.html' title='&quot;The time to relax is when you don&apos;t have time for it. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAKSt9P6fa8/TrsPCYH-0MI/AAAAAAAAEi4/reX70l8V_ds/s72-c/P70050029A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3255152444636105900</id><published>2011-03-08T17:39:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:45:12.240+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. "</title><content type='html'>Elizabeth Bowen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tK66lif1qWc/Trqfzs9nIuI/AAAAAAAAEXw/XUgPZweHtKU/s1600/P70050010A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LSyELp0WzM8/Trqfzf4uD_I/AAAAAAAAEXo/Ecc8vB2EgPo/s1600/P70050010B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my last winter inspired illustration for this year, I've decided it's spring from now on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3255152444636105900?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3255152444636105900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-pink-its-so-girly.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3255152444636105900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3255152444636105900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-pink-its-so-girly.html' title='&quot;Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tK66lif1qWc/Trqfzs9nIuI/AAAAAAAAEXw/XUgPZweHtKU/s72-c/P70050010A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-5469798421560764569</id><published>2011-03-07T17:40:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:45:31.002+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>Danny Saucedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is a portrait of the artist Danny Saucedo. For you who doesn't know who he is, he was one of the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TSSFnGQce5c"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;swedish idols 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and has since then been a great artist in Sweden. Some songs of him: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KC0dpSKngFE&amp;NR=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Radio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzHzoGxyJug&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. For the moment he is involved in a Swedish music competition, and if he wins, he will represent Sweden in Eurovision Song Contest. He is one of my favorites because... this guy can Sing and Dance, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d_iz6e3ETPg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;watch his performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAGTQDEN2X4/TrqLKj5FT9I/AAAAAAAAEVg/tF82gUFP5Rw/s1600/P70050005A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aLWOORmGrMI/TrqLKS5PCSI/AAAAAAAAEVY/t52VUzRgkBE/s1600/P70050005B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-5469798421560764569?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/5469798421560764569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/danny-saucedo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5469798421560764569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5469798421560764569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/danny-saucedo.html' title='Danny Saucedo'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAGTQDEN2X4/TrqLKj5FT9I/AAAAAAAAEVg/tF82gUFP5Rw/s72-c/P70050005A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-572207405215031997</id><published>2011-03-07T15:05:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:45:43.767+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a Big Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to share two great illustrators with You, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://owlandtheanimals.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring.html"&gt;Mapache Salado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which I wish all the best. His blog is amazing! 06.03.2011, he made a stunning portrait of me! If you don't follow his blog, I recommend it highly! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is a fantastic blogger who did a portrait of me a couple of months ago, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atgastonj.blogspot.com/2010/11/johanna-urban.html"&gt;Gastonj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Also an amazing illustrator!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-572207405215031997?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/572207405215031997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/572207405215031997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/572207405215031997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-thank-you.html' title='a Big Thank You'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8272022206923631151</id><published>2011-03-03T20:28:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:46:03.627+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."</title><content type='html'>Abraham Lincoln &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EI9JOOmkkw/Trqg8xcqkhI/AAAAAAAAEYA/i8vOeNHEFFc/s1600/P70050011A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d-7DOPsgUSc/Trqg9Kj1_iI/AAAAAAAAEYY/_wUX21Lch8U/s1600/P70050011B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdKlt_o2GcY/Trqg84Kyt1I/AAAAAAAAEYI/DNPQUMNnBCs/s1600/P70050011C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's easier to be happy in the summer. But I believe Abraham Lincoln's quote is very true. We can be as happy as we want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8272022206923631151?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8272022206923631151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-are-just-as-happy-as-they-make.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8272022206923631151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8272022206923631151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-are-just-as-happy-as-they-make.html' title='&quot;People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9EI9JOOmkkw/Trqg8xcqkhI/AAAAAAAAEYA/i8vOeNHEFFc/s72-c/P70050011A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8575202496559363504</id><published>2011-03-01T18:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:47:07.365+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"But when you get music and words together, that can be a very powerful thing. "</title><content type='html'>Bryan Ferry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lspCurEgw/TWfwWN_xvgI/AAAAAAAADKY/aMYCeTCk9tM/s1600/peternetskar500C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lspCurEgw/TWfwWN_xvgI/AAAAAAAADKY/aMYCeTCk9tM/s400/peternetskar500C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577690928026598914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Netskar is a friend of my family. As long as I known him he have had a big passion for music. These illustrations are portraits of him. I will shair a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0qFNNU3zX4"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of a fantastic performance by him. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zALBJhY3i3Q/TWfwWVUmCcI/AAAAAAAADKo/L00SHX5y0J0/s1600/peternetskar500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zALBJhY3i3Q/TWfwWVUmCcI/AAAAAAAADKo/L00SHX5y0J0/s400/peternetskar500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577690929992960450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoLf0dSSHGs/TWfwWKtWfYI/AAAAAAAADKg/RPpHLsU5xMk/s1600/peternetskar500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aoLf0dSSHGs/TWfwWKtWfYI/AAAAAAAADKg/RPpHLsU5xMk/s400/peternetskar500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577690927144009090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8575202496559363504?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8575202496559363504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/but-when-you-get-music-and-words.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8575202496559363504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8575202496559363504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/03/but-when-you-get-music-and-words.html' title='&quot;But when you get music and words together, that can be a very powerful thing. &quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2_lspCurEgw/TWfwWN_xvgI/AAAAAAAADKY/aMYCeTCk9tM/s72-c/peternetskar500C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2576048813824144602</id><published>2011-02-27T10:07:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:46:23.193+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"The more you'll dress up the more fun you'll have."</title><content type='html'>Brian Molko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I got my hair cut by a hair stylist a few days ago. I got bangs and I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnZnJclvs1s/TrsN4LrX4XI/AAAAAAAAEiY/xjyWGSjYTTI/s1600/P70050028C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-iFmOmV01U/TrsN38zTCFI/AAAAAAAAEiI/YBUrzwEibRQ/s1600/P70050028D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you last week that my sister are engaged, and it's decided, she will get married this summer!!! I did find a very cute dress for the event at &lt;a href="http://www.asos.com/Woman/"&gt;ASOS&lt;/a&gt;, which I used for inpiration for next illustration.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjKXbLlRTh4/TrsN8Kh0ecI/AAAAAAAAEis/Ri1y-g8gyIA/s1600/P70050028A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zd7ouP_Wo6k/TrsN4uEnAvI/AAAAAAAAEig/_osBnWtdo1s/s1600/P70050028B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2576048813824144602?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2576048813824144602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/more-youll-dress-up-more-fun-youll-have.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2576048813824144602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2576048813824144602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/more-youll-dress-up-more-fun-youll-have.html' title='&quot;The more you&apos;ll dress up the more fun you&apos;ll have.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JnZnJclvs1s/TrsN4LrX4XI/AAAAAAAAEiY/xjyWGSjYTTI/s72-c/P70050028C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4703137339222047830</id><published>2011-02-24T22:30:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:46:33.087+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls".</title><content type='html'>Pablo Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prNOfxL6988/TrvF4Nw1ZuI/AAAAAAAAEls/UAOHmRWbvMw/s1600/P70050035A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this illustration for a couple of months ago, at the same time I made the illustration with the quote "&lt;a href="http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/be-somebodys-blue-eyed-boy.html"&gt;Be somebody's blue-eyed boy&lt;/a&gt;." by Idiom. This illustration is not one of my favorites, but I love his nerdy glasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4703137339222047830?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4703137339222047830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/purpose-of-art-is-washing-dust-of-daily.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4703137339222047830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4703137339222047830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/purpose-of-art-is-washing-dust-of-daily.html' title='&quot;The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prNOfxL6988/TrvF4Nw1ZuI/AAAAAAAAEls/UAOHmRWbvMw/s72-c/P70050035A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2057007640751349699</id><published>2011-02-22T17:54:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:48:29.547+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"When you are seventeen you aren't really serious".</title><content type='html'>Max Lerner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first years as a teenager was horrible. But after a couple of years, I found myself. Sometimes I miss being seventeen. It was a really good time with a lots of fun. These photos are taken at the Studio in Gothenburg and I am seventeen, possibly eighteen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRUmwvalukY/TrsSsAL3sgI/AAAAAAAAEkA/CgVE9_zVV_s/s1600/P70050031B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wbNddGOuHmQ/TrsSsHjGA-I/AAAAAAAAEkI/Kb8q2qXEftU/s1600/P70050031A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/johanna-urban.html"&gt;Last year I took some new photos at the same place, You can watch them here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2057007640751349699?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2057007640751349699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-seventeen-you-arent-really.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2057007640751349699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2057007640751349699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-are-seventeen-you-arent-really.html' title='&quot;When you are seventeen you aren&apos;t really serious&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRUmwvalukY/TrsSsAL3sgI/AAAAAAAAEkA/CgVE9_zVV_s/s72-c/P70050031B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8276776929496317401</id><published>2011-02-15T00:13:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:48:39.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"One kind word can warm three winter months."</title><content type='html'>Japanese proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XellQxNWGn8/TrsRIHLuseI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/tqDv_qQfIbI/s1600/P70050030A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--L0Yhj2S4_w/TrsRIesEvCI/AAAAAAAAEjY/HlLnKw-ppjA/s1600/P70050030B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qNHrCg8p8GU/TrsRIeGwXBI/AAAAAAAAEjo/8jdDeOnVQwE/s1600/P70050030C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ASR_977PULQ/TrsRI-EAYrI/AAAAAAAAEj0/xwbAXqMCEjY/s1600/P70050030D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swedish winter are cold and beautiful with a lots of snow. Winter was my inspiration for this illustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8276776929496317401?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8276776929496317401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-kind-word-can-warm-three-winter.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8276776929496317401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8276776929496317401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-kind-word-can-warm-three-winter.html' title='&quot;One kind word can warm three winter months.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XellQxNWGn8/TrsRIHLuseI/AAAAAAAAEjQ/tqDv_qQfIbI/s72-c/P70050030A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4042405677327495524</id><published>2011-02-09T21:00:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:48:47.360+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A loving heart is  the truest wisdom."</title><content type='html'>Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VrYwPjlpKLc/TrsURy9yJII/AAAAAAAAEkw/22_YoM_UqFs/s1600/P70050032A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN0FZPWumcs/TrsT9eS-EuI/AAAAAAAAEkg/FA0hQarkMlA/s1600/P70050032B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an illustration of my sister Maria and her fiance Alexander. Aren't they beautiful. I can't believe my dear little sister is engaged and soon will be married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4042405677327495524?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4042405677327495524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/loving-heart-is-truest-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4042405677327495524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4042405677327495524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/loving-heart-is-truest-wisdom.html' title='&quot;A loving heart is  the truest wisdom.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VrYwPjlpKLc/TrsURy9yJII/AAAAAAAAEkw/22_YoM_UqFs/s72-c/P70050032A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7923037367198662568</id><published>2011-02-07T00:34:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:48:59.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all."</title><content type='html'>Alfred Tennyson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FG1euLmNhyw/TrvHY_Deq4I/AAAAAAAAEmE/aXt_ou9sLhw/s1600/P70050036A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q0wrptniaBE/TrvHYkVMmwI/AAAAAAAAEl4/_ol_2fQodis/s1600/P70050036B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this quote is very beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7923037367198662568?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7923037367198662568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/tis-better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7923037367198662568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7923037367198662568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/tis-better-to-have-loved-and-lost-than.html' title='&quot;Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FG1euLmNhyw/TrvHY_Deq4I/AAAAAAAAEmE/aXt_ou9sLhw/s72-c/P70050036A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2849599256967194874</id><published>2011-02-04T16:30:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:49:29.710+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"One never knows what one is going to do. One starts a painting and then it becomes something quite different".</title><content type='html'>Pablo Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqJaNrHL0lU/TrvJwfFk-gI/AAAAAAAAEmg/p3_h1cZtj2o/s1600/P70050037B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eLOwXIwruxQ/TrvJx7JJxJI/AAAAAAAAEms/v6kyQvTbhL8/s1600/P70050037A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wMDbjPkTjok/TrvJu26rBTI/AAAAAAAAEmU/01KNF3k7BU4/s1600/P70050037C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most times I have a vision when I'm drawing. But the result usually ends completely different than I think at the beginning. This illustration turned out to be a glamorous woman with a touch of a old fashion movie star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2849599256967194874?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2849599256967194874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-never-knows-what-one-is-going-to-do.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2849599256967194874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2849599256967194874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/one-never-knows-what-one-is-going-to-do.html' title='&quot;One never knows what one is going to do. One starts a painting and then it becomes something quite different&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fqJaNrHL0lU/TrvJwfFk-gI/AAAAAAAAEmg/p3_h1cZtj2o/s72-c/P70050037B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3586954125164027578</id><published>2011-02-01T00:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T12:10:54.691+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for spring."</title><content type='html'>Sara Teasdale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fgztR1ObMc/TrvL2p8pe_I/AAAAAAAAEnA/bR8tcbE2Q6o/s1600/P70050038A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oLsM_XWxKeg/TrvL2kewJ-I/AAAAAAAAEm0/ifq8BAQMjyc/s1600/P70050038B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only February but I'm longing for spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3586954125164027578?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3586954125164027578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/hush-is-over-everything-silent-as-women.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3586954125164027578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3586954125164027578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/02/hush-is-over-everything-silent-as-women.html' title='&quot;A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for spring.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5fgztR1ObMc/TrvL2p8pe_I/AAAAAAAAEnA/bR8tcbE2Q6o/s72-c/P70050038A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7252290643163832334</id><published>2011-01-25T00:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T14:12:45.770+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost."</title><content type='html'>Marion C. Garretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOepNTuuhCc/TrqkYmwvj6I/AAAAAAAAEY8/WA7QixNQf4c/s1600/P70050013B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yhATM2gENo/TrqkYy19cDI/AAAAAAAAEZE/YUfOKjAtR9s/s1600/P70050013A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two sisters that I love deeply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7252290643163832334?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7252290643163832334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/sister-is-little-bit-of-childhood-that.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7252290643163832334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7252290643163832334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/sister-is-little-bit-of-childhood-that.html' title='&quot;A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZOepNTuuhCc/TrqkYmwvj6I/AAAAAAAAEY8/WA7QixNQf4c/s72-c/P70050013B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3588695463392432420</id><published>2011-01-21T11:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:49:54.651+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Emotions are the language of the soul."</title><content type='html'>Carla Mclaren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PxY1ctaNLA/TrvOQKC6U-I/AAAAAAAAEnU/LFf4UeB_7iM/s1600/P70050039B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm emotional. I laugh and cry easily. I'm stubborn. I speak without thinking. When something goes wrong, I think every time that the earth will perish. I'm a sore loser. When I get angry I cry instead. I smile often. I'm grateful to tease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3588695463392432420?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3588695463392432420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/emotions-are-language-of-soul.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3588695463392432420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3588695463392432420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/emotions-are-language-of-soul.html' title='&quot;Emotions are the language of the soul.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7PxY1ctaNLA/TrvOQKC6U-I/AAAAAAAAEnU/LFf4UeB_7iM/s72-c/P70050039B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1426563402973986832</id><published>2011-01-20T12:10:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:50:06.892+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Art flourishes where there is a sense of adventure."</title><content type='html'>Alfred North Whitehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQKeaqbspn8/TrvQAkOxUKI/AAAAAAAAEnw/L0HMI9Qj6B8/s1600/P70050039A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm longing for adventures. I want to travel the world, see more of it. But for now my adventures reaches no longer than books, movies and my own imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1426563402973986832?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1426563402973986832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/art-flourishes-where-there-is-sense-of.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1426563402973986832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1426563402973986832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/art-flourishes-where-there-is-sense-of.html' title='&quot;Art flourishes where there is a sense of adventure.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BQKeaqbspn8/TrvQAkOxUKI/AAAAAAAAEnw/L0HMI9Qj6B8/s72-c/P70050039A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7901894641414741663</id><published>2011-01-15T12:14:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T13:50:20.960+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live."</title><content type='html'>Garth Henrichs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As many times before I was inspired by music when I made this illustration. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C9haTFoGcvk"&gt;The music is written by a seventeen years old boy named Miika from Finland&lt;/a&gt;. First time I heard the music I cried. The piece of music are soft, vulnerable and powerful at the same time, and this is the result of my interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaVvqQvVryE/TrqjZ0QHxPI/AAAAAAAAEYw/J-8o84a3JoU/s1600/P70050012A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PxlML41aAcs/TrqjZgLO8gI/AAAAAAAAEYk/8Y20izjC8zE/s1600/P70050012B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7901894641414741663?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7901894641414741663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-soon-as-you-trust-yourself-you-will.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7901894641414741663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7901894641414741663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-soon-as-you-trust-yourself-you-will.html' title='&quot;As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaVvqQvVryE/TrqjZ0QHxPI/AAAAAAAAEYw/J-8o84a3JoU/s72-c/P70050012A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3211996508617873831</id><published>2011-01-14T15:04:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:48:32.131+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"I have big dreams, but the important thing is not that all my dreams will come true, the most important thing is that I'm dreaming".</title><content type='html'>Johanna Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These pictures are taken by my lovley friend &lt;a href="http://liebelina.blogg.se/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, which I will miss very much because she's going to study a half year in USA. ("Lova mig att ha så himla sjukt roligt tjejen, lev livet som bara du kan. Älskar dig").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJTd51lRI/AAAAAAAAC_o/6bML1EJR-zY/s1600/johannaurban2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJTd51lRI/AAAAAAAAC_o/6bML1EJR-zY/s400/johannaurban2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560618763712566546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJSSAqWmI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/vTZJ0SEiIcQ/s1600/johannaurban0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJSSAqWmI/AAAAAAAAC_Y/vTZJ0SEiIcQ/s400/johannaurban0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560618743340096098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJSvc6xjI/AAAAAAAAC_g/UmPcozETXVM/s1600/johannaurban1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJSvc6xjI/AAAAAAAAC_g/UmPcozETXVM/s400/johannaurban1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560618751243241010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I was recently given the Stylish Blogger Award by lovley &lt;a href="http://chanyeevon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yeevon&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vjarvis.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vanilla &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://saralynnart.blogspot.com/"&gt;SaraLynn&lt;/a&gt;, which are amazing illustrators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always the award have rules. First step is to thank and link back to the person(s) that awarded you. Share 7 things about yourself. Pay it forward to 15 recently discovered bloggers. Contact those bloggers about the award! The one that got the award must tell seven things about themself, and pay it forwards to 15 recentrly discovered bloggers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things about myself that you may not know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;. I'm half swedish, half hungarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. The day I was born was chaotic. A taxi. A dog. Two children. A father. A pregnant mother. Do I need to say more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;. My first crush was Aladdin, but who can beat a princess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;. In the age of sixteen, I began studying art and design at Bengtsfor’s High school. Which has been one of my better decisions in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;. Shortly after school I went to Israel four months. I loved it but my tear duct constantly overfload by all sorts of problems as a nineteen-years-old girl can experience in a foreign country, like longing for mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;. I say that I am pedantic, my mom says I'm sloppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;. When I was 20 I went to the country where all dreams come true, America. Maybe not. Anyway, it was a  really good time! I'm back in Sweden. (Dad was even more happy because he was most worried about all the good looking men in America. No worries. I’m home, single and happy!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayabeus.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya beus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://samwolfeconnelly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sam Wolfe Connelly&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://uncouturier.blogspot.com/"&gt;Azede Jean-Pierre&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://oneofpoints.blogspot.com/"&gt;Puck&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://aurevoircristina.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://danielleshepherd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Danielle Shepherd&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sarahlovesdrawing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dantegenevieve.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie Nelson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://eliart-fm.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fannysteckningar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fanny Bylund&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.illustrated-moodboard.com/"&gt;Rosa &amp; Carlotta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://konstigness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alexandra Alexandersson&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ballpointpenportraitsbysarah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sarah Zainal Abidin&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://ittybittybomb.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brittany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3211996508617873831?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3211996508617873831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-big-dreams-but-important-thing.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3211996508617873831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3211996508617873831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-have-big-dreams-but-important-thing.html' title='&quot;I have big dreams, but the important thing is not that all my dreams will come true, the most important thing is that I&apos;m dreaming&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TStJTd51lRI/AAAAAAAAC_o/6bML1EJR-zY/s72-c/johannaurban2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3917867587329124525</id><published>2011-01-11T00:05:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:30:43.021+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>Illustrators Drawing Illustrators</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"When one paints an ideal, one does not need to limit one's imagination."&lt;/span&gt; Ellen Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HVvbLypCEvM/Trql8r7fSoI/AAAAAAAAEZU/ZGH5Hy2Db18/s1600/P70050014A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December 22, 2010 &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://travelwritedraw.blogspot.com/"&gt;Meagan Morrison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; announced a project called Illustrators Drawing Illustrators. Eighteen illustrators joined the project. It's about one illustrator drawing another illustrator. I got &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thegeorgemott.tumblr.com/tagged/illustrators_drawing_illustrators"&gt;George Mott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which was amazing to illustrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TR0IMV0PkFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/pMSnKa8U9wU/s1600/02B500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TR0IMV0PkFI/AAAAAAAAC7I/pMSnKa8U9wU/s400/02B500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606523352780882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TR0IMKlaXPI/AAAAAAAAC7A/rwOuVvWdm1Y/s1600/02A500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TR0IMKlaXPI/AAAAAAAAC7A/rwOuVvWdm1Y/s400/02A500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556606520337784050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3917867587329124525?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3917867587329124525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/illustrators-drawing-illustrators.html#comment-form' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3917867587329124525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3917867587329124525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/illustrators-drawing-illustrators.html' title='Illustrators Drawing Illustrators'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HVvbLypCEvM/Trql8r7fSoI/AAAAAAAAEZU/ZGH5Hy2Db18/s72-c/P70050014A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-832599978596801435</id><published>2011-01-04T00:06:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:43:27.107+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets."</title><content type='html'>Matthew 7:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soPO7tSwJIQ/TrvSzzd4kXI/AAAAAAAAEn8/tT9lNSRx_iU/s1600/P70050041A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A couple of weeks ago a friend asked if I wanted to illustrate a print for a shirt, which his sister, Josie, will use in an organization, &lt;a href="http://rescueher.org/"&gt;RESCUE HER&lt;/a&gt;, which fights against child trafficking. This is the result of one of the illustrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-832599978596801435?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/832599978596801435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-whatever-you-wish-that-others-would.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/832599978596801435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/832599978596801435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-whatever-you-wish-that-others-would.html' title='&quot;So whatever you wish that others would do to you, do also to them, for this is the Law and the Prophets.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-soPO7tSwJIQ/TrvSzzd4kXI/AAAAAAAAEn8/tT9lNSRx_iU/s72-c/P70050041A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8790317020537782127</id><published>2010-12-29T16:53:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T16:01:51.819+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film'/><title type='text'>"My life is busy with homework."</title><content type='html'>Johanna Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d81013175f185360" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd81013175f185360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329895274%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E50528AC72D3C44D87AE02632FA51117D79E4AE.7CB3D39B6E4B4EBF41D78C3657E5C4AD320848E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd81013175f185360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dls0ZSN7sXQgCk7gB6tOuz1EZtRA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd81013175f185360%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329895274%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E50528AC72D3C44D87AE02632FA51117D79E4AE.7CB3D39B6E4B4EBF41D78C3657E5C4AD320848E4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd81013175f185360%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dls0ZSN7sXQgCk7gB6tOuz1EZtRA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haven't had any time for illustrate something new. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=asXOQvt7u0Q"&gt;But I made a video for a couple of days ago, hope you will like it.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8790317020537782127?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8790317020537782127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-time-over-to-paint.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8790317020537782127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8790317020537782127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-time-over-to-paint.html' title='&quot;My life is busy with homework.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2874497584790165455</id><published>2010-12-12T13:32:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:59:26.420+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perseive as I perceive, look, experience,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;examine, and for once; just once, understand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Borenstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_uN7zDivktw/TrvDAz-w20I/AAAAAAAAElU/sFnTLQSASAk/s1600/P70050033C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NDc8V8GK8bI/TrvDBBgl67I/AAAAAAAAElk/oAgkxcwhpb8/s1600/P70050033D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dancing. Painting. Singing. Speaking. it's tools to express feelings. I paint, I sing and I speak. But I've never had a talent for dance. Even so I admire people who can move in harmony and express and shape a sense with only a movement. My inspiration for this illustration was the ballerina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qCV3fFA3rRE/TrvDAaeepyI/AAAAAAAAElI/iufKUTjsQkc/s1600/P70050033B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--q-7gwATYkk/TrvDAGopTXI/AAAAAAAAEk8/vySs-HASP7E/s1600/P70050033A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2874497584790165455?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2874497584790165455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/run-you-fingers-trhough-my-soul-for.html#comment-form' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2874497584790165455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2874497584790165455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/run-you-fingers-trhough-my-soul-for.html' title='&quot;Run your fingers through my soul. For once, just once, feel exactly what I feel, believe what I believe, perseive as I perceive, look, experience,'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_uN7zDivktw/TrvDAz-w20I/AAAAAAAAElU/sFnTLQSASAk/s72-c/P70050033C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-556752833944077847</id><published>2010-12-06T00:11:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:53:13.431+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"A smile happens in a flash, but it's memory can last a lifetime".</title><content type='html'>Greta Garbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyyt7RDQy0w/TrvXa51IdwI/AAAAAAAAEo4/zk771oyzPgY/s1600/P70050042A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ulurvO63fBs/TrvXaMSEYWI/AAAAAAAAEos/BBof5_c4YPE/s1600/P70050042B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I made this illustration for many weeks ago, but I did the colour version yesterday night. It turned out pink, which always amazes me because I havn't been a big fan of the pink colour. But as I already have said in my earlier post, Never say Never! Now I'm wearing pink lipstick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-556752833944077847?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/556752833944077847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/smile-happens-in-flash-but-its-memory.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/556752833944077847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/556752833944077847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/12/smile-happens-in-flash-but-its-memory.html' title='&quot;A smile happens in a flash, but it&apos;s memory can last a lifetime&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyyt7RDQy0w/TrvXa51IdwI/AAAAAAAAEo4/zk771oyzPgY/s72-c/P70050042A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6703150183892168223</id><published>2010-12-01T00:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:53:25.481+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Cold hands warm heart".</title><content type='html'>Afghan Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gB7g4mHhqGw/TrvTVtEBbrI/AAAAAAAAEog/uCX-WbtyORI/s1600/P70050040C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3eimNZsPtAs/TrvTVT_Bi9I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/tlkekOn-gdE/s1600/P70050040B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zCFGikWFs3s/TrvTVPJmP7I/AAAAAAAAEoI/h6L2IPMybtA/s1600/P70050040A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know an old lady and she always says to me "Oh, Johanna you have such cold hands, but you know what they say, cold hands warm heart".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6703150183892168223?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6703150183892168223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/cold-hands-warm-heart.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6703150183892168223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6703150183892168223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/cold-hands-warm-heart.html' title='&quot;Cold hands warm heart&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gB7g4mHhqGw/TrvTVtEBbrI/AAAAAAAAEog/uCX-WbtyORI/s72-c/P70050040C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2078453718166221633</id><published>2010-11-28T11:00:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:15:56.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I dream of wayward gulls and all landless lovers, rare moments of winter sun, peace, privacy, for everyone".</title><content type='html'>William F. Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhEVISNwWHQ/TrvYvRY_hZI/AAAAAAAAEpU/8lIjhtiobC8/s1600/P70050043B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UvthF_2aLJU/TrvYvMmElrI/AAAAAAAAEpI/NvOiZ7Luht4/s1600/P70050043A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;For a moment I forgot everything that seemed hard in my life. I just stood there looking up at the sky, where I could see heavy snow flakes sink down towards me. It is these little moments that makes life wonderful. A non-existent memory that makes me so incredibly happy. It may be the ride home from work a summer evening, picking mushrooms a rainy day, a friendly smile or just a snowy day in December&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Johanna Urban, Tuesday, December 15, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2078453718166221633?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2078453718166221633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dream-of-wayward-gulls-and-all.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2078453718166221633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2078453718166221633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dream-of-wayward-gulls-and-all.html' title='&quot;I dream of wayward gulls and all landless lovers, rare moments of winter sun, peace, privacy, for everyone&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QhEVISNwWHQ/TrvYvRY_hZI/AAAAAAAAEpU/8lIjhtiobC8/s72-c/P70050043B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1691518072398104397</id><published>2010-11-23T15:08:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:16:08.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new."</title><content type='html'>Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_ke4x7vKtM/TrwwwNd54CI/AAAAAAAAEpg/p4suonYZrbM/s1600/P70050044A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i-bJw1MfxB4/TrwwwW4CInI/AAAAAAAAEpw/1t4YumQc7U0/s1600/P70050044B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-engRGMYBd-c/Trwww79ocQI/AAAAAAAAEp4/fZPhBdsZP1c/s1600/P70050044C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How many times havn't I laughed about the crazy huge shoulder pads from the 80s, and now I'm wearing it! Never say Never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1691518072398104397?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1691518072398104397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/every-generation-laughs-at-old-fashions.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1691518072398104397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1691518072398104397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/every-generation-laughs-at-old-fashions.html' title='&quot;Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but follows religiously the new.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3_ke4x7vKtM/TrwwwNd54CI/AAAAAAAAEpg/p4suonYZrbM/s72-c/P70050044A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7486781892643968447</id><published>2010-11-18T18:07:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:53:35.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I only have to do three things to look halfway decent, curl my eyelashes, fill in my eyebrows and put some lipstick on".</title><content type='html'>Courteney Cox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCPQnroIFcA/TrwyKLd02aI/AAAAAAAAEqE/r3JTH0TcsYM/s1600/P70050034B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-md7v4ncXkNk/TrwyKZ9rLlI/AAAAAAAAEqQ/MvTs_EE_EMc/s1600/P70050034A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was in Clovis, New Mexico, USA last year I bought a hot pink lipstick inspired by a dear friend, Summer. I havn't used it since then, but for a couple of days ago I find it in my drawer, and I can't stop using it, I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7486781892643968447?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7486781892643968447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-only-have-to-do-three-things-to-look.html#comment-form' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7486781892643968447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7486781892643968447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-only-have-to-do-three-things-to-look.html' title='&quot;I only have to do three things to look halfway decent, curl my eyelashes, fill in my eyebrows and put some lipstick on&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xCPQnroIFcA/TrwyKLd02aI/AAAAAAAAEqE/r3JTH0TcsYM/s72-c/P70050034B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-5046959253514199540</id><published>2010-11-14T15:04:00.017+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:49:10.440+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know."</title><content type='html'>Diane Arbus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to Gothenburg last week for another shot with &lt;a href="http://www.galleriav.com/index.html"&gt;Irina Balog&lt;/a&gt;. I had no idea what kind of shot she wanted to do, but the result was above my expectations. She took these wonderful and amazing photos! I love them and I hope you will like them! You can find more photo's by her on &lt;a href="http://www.galleriav.com/index.html"&gt;Galleria V&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yrfYTi4I/AAAAAAAACxE/H3ArAjjuDfg/s1600/37.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yOksgmQI/AAAAAAAACvM/sP6pCMfH7gU/s1600/54.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_ykilnFmI/AAAAAAAACwk/Ojxnb70Cm2Y/s1600/09.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_ykrxfoNI/AAAAAAAACwc/iLiWlhyg1vo/s1600/12.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yOEi6x8I/AAAAAAAACu8/vsl201raDN0/s1600/59.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yqomm6UI/AAAAAAAACw0/fwcl6I1ag6w/s1600/05.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yjoDQfCI/AAAAAAAACwE/kw4Zse0lCyY/s1600/21.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yO1M4sDI/AAAAAAAACvU/sjd47H_tkWM/s1600/53.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yYZ4JtXI/AAAAAAAACvk/itvtrSYrhn4/s1600/44.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yZbo6A6I/AAAAAAAACvs/3J7gli_D8Js/s1600/35.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yYWZxYLI/AAAAAAAACvc/RNAoHNgB118/s1600/46.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TOF9ekGChtI/AAAAAAAACxM/ZyndkqkyPEY/s1600/27.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yjqxhZII/AAAAAAAACwM/VzFl3f7HObE/s1600/19.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yNSwxIcI/AAAAAAAACu0/1Yo994u05Nk/s1600/75.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer : Irina Balog&lt;br /&gt;Hair &amp; Make up : Irina Balog&lt;br /&gt;Model : Johanna Urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-5046959253514199540?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/5046959253514199540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/photograph-is-secret-about-secret-more.html#comment-form' title='50 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5046959253514199540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/5046959253514199540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/photograph-is-secret-about-secret-more.html' title='&quot;A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TN_yrfYTi4I/AAAAAAAACxE/H3ArAjjuDfg/s72-c/37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>50</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4203535045489694534</id><published>2010-11-08T15:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:35:38.422+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"So long as little children are allowed to suffer, there is no true love in this world."</title><content type='html'>Isadora Duncan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z1LkrXoxKU/Trwy5wQwR9I/AAAAAAAAEqc/fktoqbBEuu4/s1600/P70050046A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find my inspiration for this illustration in a song, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YhEo7QQ_jk"&gt;All I need is You&lt;/a&gt;, written by Andreas Carlsson. He wrote the song for the organisation UNICEF which works for children's rights, their survival, development and protection. The Swedish version of American Idol did sing the song with Andreas Carlsson the 5th November 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4203535045489694534?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4203535045489694534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-long-as-little-children-are-allowed.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4203535045489694534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4203535045489694534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-long-as-little-children-are-allowed.html' title='&quot;So long as little children are allowed to suffer, there is no true love in this world.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Z1LkrXoxKU/Trwy5wQwR9I/AAAAAAAAEqc/fktoqbBEuu4/s72-c/P70050046A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-17222627767812344</id><published>2010-11-04T00:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:53:44.856+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"I think theres a little child in all of us and we all to often forget to let the child out to play".</title><content type='html'>Donna A. Favors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXmihhFbiV8/TrwzU4Ag40I/AAAAAAAAEq0/ILbS6m61sM4/s1600/P70050045C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V8U2ORhoHNA/TrwzVNEqwlI/AAAAAAAAErA/uXDQgosOsN4/s1600/P70050045B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxYJiNCbvAA/TrwzVQMPm3I/AAAAAAAAErQ/GJgqUuVPLzg/s1600/P70050045A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today I was thinking of my childhood. I was a child with a big temper and very strong will, which I still have. I was like Godzilla but in a child's body. You can't imagine what my poor little sister had to go through living in the same house as me. But to my happiness she is still alive and has become a very decent and good person. Sometimes I wish I could go back and just be that little kid with no bigger problems then the fact that her brother teased her about absolutely everything. I also think theres a little child in all of us and we all to often forget to let the child out to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-17222627767812344?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/17222627767812344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-think-theres-little-child-in-all-of.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/17222627767812344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/17222627767812344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-think-theres-little-child-in-all-of.html' title='&quot;I think theres a little child in all of us and we all to often forget to let the child out to play&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dXmihhFbiV8/TrwzU4Ag40I/AAAAAAAAEq0/ILbS6m61sM4/s72-c/P70050045C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1862954273435191844</id><published>2010-11-01T17:01:00.028+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:54:13.025+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Life is Now".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Delphine- Gay de Girardin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GGYJxEnebrI/Trw02X75rEI/AAAAAAAAErw/dDe3KA_q7-k/s1600/P70050047B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XwUrPa2zAM/Trw02imqPLI/AAAAAAAAEsA/RMAVt1D2gUA/s1600/P70050047A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a couple of days ago I got an award from &lt;a href="http://blogg.veckorevyn.com/ferferi/"&gt;Ferferi in Gothenburg&lt;/a&gt;. And of course the award also had a mission. Tell seven things about yourself! So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Even if I don't believe it my friends tells me that I always making a huge snore just before I falling asleep! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm terrified of heights but will skydive ones in my life! I'ts a promise which I will regret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a very romantic person! Still believe that prince charming will come and rescue me some day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm crying watching cartoons, for example the horse movie Spirit when Bryan Adams sings, I always cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I almost always act and speak before I think, which results in the fact that I say and do a lots of stupid things, never mean but very stupid things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love salty candy, like swedish saltlakrits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I hate spiders and think snakes are beautiful but scary! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm tagging: &lt;a href="http://atgastonj.blogspot.com/"&gt;GASTONJ&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://hellomiami.blogg.se/index.html"&gt;FRIDA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bokkei.blogg.se/"&gt;MARIA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://karolinapettersson.blogspot.com/"&gt;KAROLINA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bellasinclair.blogspot.com/"&gt;BELLA&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dantegenevieve.blogspot.com/"&gt;KATIE&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vjarvis.blogspot.com/"&gt;VANILLA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1862954273435191844?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1862954273435191844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-now.html#comment-form' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1862954273435191844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1862954273435191844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-is-now.html' title='&quot;Life is Now&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GGYJxEnebrI/Trw02X75rEI/AAAAAAAAErw/dDe3KA_q7-k/s72-c/P70050047B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1838052495087071109</id><published>2010-10-28T17:42:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:55:12.489+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"Be somebody's blue-eyed boy."</title><content type='html'>Idiom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUa6lXQ0d2c/Trw2iK6gwZI/AAAAAAAAEsg/cUKb_YMopLw/s1600/P7005004CB.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ab6AvCS0cH0/Trw1ih2pm3I/AAAAAAAAEsY/wmK94Yr9ok4/s1600/P7005004CA.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was in London I met the most gourges man I ever seen in my hole life. He was a true gentleman. It was only for a short moment, we spoked and we said goodbye. But that day, he was my blue-eyed boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1838052495087071109?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1838052495087071109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/be-somebodys-blue-eyed-boy.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1838052495087071109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1838052495087071109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/be-somebodys-blue-eyed-boy.html' title='&quot;Be somebody&apos;s blue-eyed boy.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wUa6lXQ0d2c/Trw2iK6gwZI/AAAAAAAAEsg/cUKb_YMopLw/s72-c/P7005004CB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7349328205504502605</id><published>2010-10-24T00:02:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:32:33.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"You can't stay in the corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes".</title><content type='html'>Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8mwvfwavtg/Trw3TycsDLI/AAAAAAAAEtE/TbfAWHVgp94/s1600/P70050049B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-omdmT5F-Y1U/Trw3CHx5WGI/AAAAAAAAEss/19FkGDMdQFM/s1600/P70050049A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't Winnie the Pooh the wisest bear ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7349328205504502605?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7349328205504502605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-stay-in-corner-of-forest.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7349328205504502605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7349328205504502605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-cant-stay-in-corner-of-forest.html' title='&quot;You can&apos;t stay in the corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8mwvfwavtg/Trw3TycsDLI/AAAAAAAAEtE/TbfAWHVgp94/s72-c/P70050049B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-9877005112306751</id><published>2010-10-19T15:53:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:32:47.413+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"When we allow our conscience to be our guide, then our purpose in life will be fullfilled".</title><content type='html'>Donna A. Favors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyOnfe-Z2N0/Tr0G_7qoomI/AAAAAAAAEto/xJvKmCiVTJo/s1600/P70050050C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SJ9Iww2pf80/Tr0GiQ9pboI/AAAAAAAAEtQ/OVjtRJzxrnI/s1600/P70050050B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back on track, a new illustration for my wall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-9877005112306751?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/9877005112306751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-we-allow-our-conscience-to-be-our.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9877005112306751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9877005112306751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-we-allow-our-conscience-to-be-our.html' title='&quot;When we allow our conscience to be our guide, then our purpose in life will be fullfilled&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dyOnfe-Z2N0/Tr0G_7qoomI/AAAAAAAAEto/xJvKmCiVTJo/s72-c/P70050050C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1241124839419797757</id><published>2010-10-17T15:50:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:16:22.264+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I'm here to live out loud."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Émile Zola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TLr_rBmv0eI/AAAAAAAACnM/6aS297Noqfk/s1600/%C3%84r+Lagom+Roligast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TLr_rBmv0eI/AAAAAAAACnM/6aS297Noqfk/s400/%C3%84r+Lagom+Roligast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529012607181115874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing something I haven't done before, I'm joining a real competition. It's a competition about interpret a swedish word, lagom. Lagom is the same thing as perfect balance, not to much or to little. &lt;br /&gt;Perfect balance, is not the best translation, but I can't find a better one. The swedish word lagom is a excellent word for exempel when someone ask you how much food you want on your plate, you answer "lagom" (not to much, not to little). Swedish people are a lot like that, they are not cold or hot, they want to blend in, like when something is very popular everyone has it. So I wanted to illustrate the fact that it's fun and OK to not always be perfect, not always be something between cold and hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1241124839419797757?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1241124839419797757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/vote-for-me.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1241124839419797757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1241124839419797757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/vote-for-me.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m here to live out loud.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TLr_rBmv0eI/AAAAAAAACnM/6aS297Noqfk/s72-c/%C3%84r+Lagom+Roligast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8615119692914859181</id><published>2010-10-16T00:09:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:55:21.532+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"A person's face tells much about their character and feeling."</title><content type='html'>Mettrie L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8kW2qfOZFM/Tr0KyzCn5VI/AAAAAAAAEt0/4-o_35hB0Oc/s1600/P70050051A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7MrPzpg83xY/Tr0Ky1FTlFI/AAAAAAAAEuA/rlzfs9Hs66Y/s1600/P70050051B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have not changed my mind yet and this is the third illustration of the nine I will put on my wall. I'm really into the first one with coulors, but the black and white fits best to my home furnishing. My illustrations style have change a little bit because I don't paint with watercolours for the moment. Hope you still like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8615119692914859181?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8615119692914859181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/persons-face-tells-much-about-their.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8615119692914859181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8615119692914859181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/persons-face-tells-much-about-their.html' title='&quot;A person&apos;s face tells much about their character and feeling.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8kW2qfOZFM/Tr0KyzCn5VI/AAAAAAAAEt0/4-o_35hB0Oc/s72-c/P70050051A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-291035447306955622</id><published>2010-10-11T00:02:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T23:41:13.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"Sometimes I'm so sweet even I can't stand it."</title><content type='html'>Julie Andrews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_H-0_Ofl-vk/Tr0Lc5JFCXI/AAAAAAAAEuM/-Xx23o-6iu0/s1600/P70050052B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zuA702tFbqA/Tr0LcymvaZI/AAAAAAAAEuU/vuikYgT0PPg/s1600/P70050052A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new illustration for my wall and my bloglovin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-291035447306955622?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/291035447306955622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-im-so-sweet-even-i-cant-stand.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/291035447306955622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/291035447306955622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-im-so-sweet-even-i-cant-stand.html' title='&quot;Sometimes I&apos;m so sweet even I can&apos;t stand it.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_H-0_Ofl-vk/Tr0Lc5JFCXI/AAAAAAAAEuM/-Xx23o-6iu0/s72-c/P70050052B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7866710362940585210</id><published>2010-10-08T16:10:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:55:36.110+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Face'/><title type='text'>"Every good picture leaves the painter eager to start again,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;unsatisfied, inspired by the rich mine in which he is working, hoping for more energey, more vitality, more time - condemned to painting for life."&lt;br /&gt;John Sloan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Of80ev5eAoE/Tr0MmQlrQSI/AAAAAAAAEus/uJPFlAwnYjQ/s1600/P70050053A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X72j1MlHS4g/Tr0MmMVppyI/AAAAAAAAEuk/wy8tc2aXcKo/s1600/P70050053B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I change my mind, which happens quite often. I've decided to make nine new illustrations for my wall instead of the nine I showed you in my post a couple of weeks ago. If I don't change my mind again will this be the first illustration of the nine. It's the second version I will use for my wall. Wish you a wonderful weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7866710362940585210?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7866710362940585210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-good-picture-leaves-painter-eager.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7866710362940585210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7866710362940585210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/every-good-picture-leaves-painter-eager.html' title='&quot;Every good picture leaves the painter eager to start again,'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Of80ev5eAoE/Tr0MmQlrQSI/AAAAAAAAEus/uJPFlAwnYjQ/s72-c/P70050053A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7014020254185787765</id><published>2010-10-04T19:06:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:49:28.229+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower".</title><content type='html'>Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMTMRu26zmw/Tr0PfYUGwGI/AAAAAAAAEu8/JvpK3nPs44c/s1600/P70050054G.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yyHikAMTcWI/Tr0P1r1aqnI/AAAAAAAAEv4/Pv5cIcdxzAo/s1600/P70050054B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two weeks ago, after a day's homework, I was really bored! I decided to do something I havn't done in years. I did put on some more make up, fixed my hair and asked my sister if she wanted to come with me and take some pictures outside. She is really talented. I edit the pictures in photoshop and this is the result of the shot. Hope you like it!! It was so much fun! Thank you sis!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irina Balog, who is the photographer that use to take pictures of me, have finally get her own website, if you want, &lt;a href="http://www.galleriav.com/index.html"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8x7n3tKmSUU/Tr0Pg8kaGjI/AAAAAAAAEvs/7DUVyruxHrE/s1600/P70050054C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nSEt2vEpeI/Tr0Pfpnyj8I/AAAAAAAAEvE/S9Daad1LzXQ/s1600/P70050054F.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i2Ns8th_hIU/Tr0PftfUSgI/AAAAAAAAEvU/R-_gkVIzhyI/s1600/P70050054E.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yFLdIg1IhoE/Tr0P17ytT3I/AAAAAAAAEwA/-vxy42PffrU/s1600/P70050054A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer : Maria Urban&lt;br /&gt;Edit : Johanna Urban&lt;br /&gt;Model : Johanna Urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7014020254185787765?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7014020254185787765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-is-second-spring-where-every.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7014020254185787765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7014020254185787765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/10/autumn-is-second-spring-where-every.html' title='&quot;Autumn is a second spring where every leaf is a flower&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMTMRu26zmw/Tr0PfYUGwGI/AAAAAAAAEu8/JvpK3nPs44c/s72-c/P70050054G.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8828456429183340472</id><published>2010-09-25T20:48:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:55:47.563+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun."</title><content type='html'>Pablo Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTOQp1fq0G0/Tr0XR_GWPPI/AAAAAAAAExM/gCmR6F85LmQ/s1600/P70050056B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M0P1G4m6FLU/Tr0XSJ6-EPI/AAAAAAAAExY/OUc_4nocUhI/s1600/P70050056A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As you already know is my favorite season autumn. One reason why I love the fall is the warm colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8828456429183340472?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8828456429183340472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-painters-transform-sun-into-yellow.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8828456429183340472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8828456429183340472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-painters-transform-sun-into-yellow.html' title='Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XTOQp1fq0G0/Tr0XR_GWPPI/AAAAAAAAExM/gCmR6F85LmQ/s72-c/P70050056B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-9174232867087220157</id><published>2010-09-15T16:50:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:49:38.842+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"A man travels the world in search of what he needs and return home to find it".</title><content type='html'>George Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kikezJGmrKQ/Tr0UdWmbq8I/AAAAAAAAEwQ/R6BcuCCzrVQ/s1600/P70050055A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DFzNMwgMXOg/Tr0Udr2A6kI/AAAAAAAAEwY/vWVWQAok_xQ/s1600/P70050055B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NGgUjnw2fGU/Tr0UekEquPI/AAAAAAAAEw8/gFc84Nns0Eo/s1600/P70050055E.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cs8VkxRND5s/Tr0UeUEjiPI/AAAAAAAAEw0/nFyDFmSNhAE/s1600/P70050055D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-81jzg7jDm1c/Tr0Ud7ykzEI/AAAAAAAAEws/6gA55EXdpFI/s1600/P70050055C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been in London four days. It have been an amazing and beautiful experience. London is a fantastic city full of suprices and intresting people. By doing something special, like seeing a little bit of the world, I grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-9174232867087220157?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/9174232867087220157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-travels-world-in-search-of-what-he.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9174232867087220157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9174232867087220157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/man-travels-world-in-search-of-what-he.html' title='&quot;A man travels the world in search of what he needs and return home to find it&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kikezJGmrKQ/Tr0UdWmbq8I/AAAAAAAAEwQ/R6BcuCCzrVQ/s72-c/P70050055A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7396363927969462962</id><published>2010-09-10T22:56:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:40:39.624+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home."</title><content type='html'>Boris Becker &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Two friends and I are in London for the weekend! I have not had enough time to paint. But this is a year old illustration I havn't shown. Have a wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCgD_YmWI/AAAAAAAACTE/Tnh9Duq8RgI/s1600/29500C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCgD_YmWI/AAAAAAAACTE/Tnh9Duq8RgI/s400/29500C.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514167912356157794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCf4Q8HLI/AAAAAAAACS8/xqaT6kklkyI/s1600/29500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCf4Q8HLI/AAAAAAAACS8/xqaT6kklkyI/s400/29500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514167909208562866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCfq9w7cI/AAAAAAAACS0/1qKiu2OZ-eQ/s1600/29500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCfq9w7cI/AAAAAAAACS0/1qKiu2OZ-eQ/s400/29500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514167905638477250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7396363927969462962?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7396363927969462962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-in-london.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7396363927969462962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7396363927969462962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-in-london.html' title='&quot;I go to London, my favourite city in the world, and I feel at home.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TIZCgD_YmWI/AAAAAAAACTE/Tnh9Duq8RgI/s72-c/29500C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8082007443159786209</id><published>2010-09-05T00:00:00.019+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:49:56.359+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"Let a hundred flower bloom."</title><content type='html'>Mao Zedong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoHuBq1CKjU/Tr0fxGQNkaI/AAAAAAAAEyg/eJXP_Ra-OGs/s1600/P70050058C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNQzyqCQp7g/Tr0eyYBn-WI/AAAAAAAAEyI/4GDOiDDsMnY/s1600/P70050058E.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O4JcA-lVRjo/Tr0exqsjpxI/AAAAAAAAExw/RzwFSRU_Jf4/s1600/P70050058G.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FLgIYwfDQA/Tr0eyCz-wcI/AAAAAAAAEx8/gt8aM_T-pDY/s1600/P70050058F.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPPyEsqwA4c/Tr0exg2fytI/AAAAAAAAExk/pSB7tkBtxQo/s1600/P70050058H.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was recently tagged by &lt;a href="http://limitlessfashion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Limitless Fashion&lt;/a&gt; with "Eight to the eight to the eight" tag.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt; There are so many places in the world. But I wouldn't mind living in Paris for a bit. The city of Love and Fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.What is your favourite season and why? &lt;/span&gt; My favorite season is the autumn because the swedish fall is the most beautiful. The forest is on fire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.What do you most enjoy doing in your spare time?&lt;/span&gt; I love being with my family and friends but the most precious moments are when I do something creative or reading a really good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Would you prefer to be a sea-air-or land animal, and why?&lt;/span&gt; My answer is air animal. I would love to be able to fly. See everything from a different perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5. If you could bring someone back from the dead, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt; I wouldn't, but it would have been amazing to see Mona Lisa in real life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6.What do you wear most often, jeans, leggings or a combination of both?&lt;/span&gt; I wear leggings all the time. Love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7.What is your favourite flower?&lt;/span&gt; My favorite flower is the white tulip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8.What do you like most about blogging? &lt;/span&gt; I like the fact that someone on the other side of the world can see my art. That's beyond my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging: &lt;a href="http://ninalindgren.blogspot.com/"&gt;NINA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://eliart-fm.blogspot.com/"&gt;ELIA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://umavagaideia.blogspot.com/"&gt;DENISE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://annaritar.blogspot.com"&gt;ANNA&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://peterbreese.blogspot.com/"&gt;PETER&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://illustratoer.blogspot.com/"&gt;WIBKE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sarahlovesdrawing.blogspot.com/"&gt;SARAH&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pencilfashion.blogspot.com/"&gt;KAT&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; With these questions:&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you most proud of?&lt;br /&gt;2. What's your most valuable possession?&lt;br /&gt;3. What does your name means?&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your dream job?&lt;br /&gt;5. How would you define your personal style?&lt;br /&gt;6. What is happiness to you?&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you waste your time on?&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you like most about blogging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Answers the questions and then come up with 8 your self and tag 8 other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWiIwJFb38s/Tr0fxKdV8zI/AAAAAAAAEys/O1JausUllHE/s1600/P70050058B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5nifMtOxXhQ/Tr0fxfqvSyI/AAAAAAAAEy4/-n1JV8dF1HA/s1600/P70050058A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bum8Qqanyag/Tr0ey2hCgdI/AAAAAAAAEyU/SUuoFK73OsE/s1600/P70050058D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is more photos from my shot with &lt;a href="http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/johanna-urban.html"&gt;Irina Balog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8082007443159786209?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8082007443159786209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-hundred-flower-bloom.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8082007443159786209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8082007443159786209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/let-hundred-flower-bloom.html' title='&quot;Let a hundred flower bloom.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AoHuBq1CKjU/Tr0fxGQNkaI/AAAAAAAAEyg/eJXP_Ra-OGs/s72-c/P70050058C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4764055557305337819</id><published>2010-09-01T11:02:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:43:54.089+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Old times, never come back and I suppose it's just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that's better."</title><content type='html'>George E. Woodberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzQV7LC92Kg/Tr0hzbXt_RI/AAAAAAAAEzE/d18-020H8Bw/s1600/P70050057A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQzsbWpQZDk/Tr0hzo9npLI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/w-jOCfGdgfc/s1600/P70050057B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This illustration reminds me of how I used to paint in High school. It was a good time with a lots of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4764055557305337819?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4764055557305337819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-times-never-come-back-and-i-suppose.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4764055557305337819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4764055557305337819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/09/old-times-never-come-back-and-i-suppose.html' title='&quot;Old times, never come back and I suppose it&apos;s just as well. What comes back is a new morning every day in the year, and that&apos;s better.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wzQV7LC92Kg/Tr0hzbXt_RI/AAAAAAAAEzE/d18-020H8Bw/s72-c/P70050057A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1381746668128291790</id><published>2010-08-27T00:13:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:28:17.226+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"You'll be in my heart.. No matter what they say.. You'll be right here in my heart. Always"</title><content type='html'>Usher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAELzjXXVA4/Tr0kzcZcV0I/AAAAAAAAEzo/pHPODrO-twE/s1600/P70050059B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fj6bOxvThOA/Tr0kyWoObwI/AAAAAAAAEzg/CMXXhOC9gTQ/s1600/P70050059A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't seen Eclipse, but the soundtrack &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OYGHl41ckkc"&gt;My Love by Sia&lt;/a&gt; is absolutely amazing. This song and her unbelievable voice inspierd me to paint. You can illustrate this song in thousand differents ways but this is my interpretation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1381746668128291790?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1381746668128291790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/youll-be-in-my-heart-no-matter-what.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1381746668128291790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1381746668128291790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/youll-be-in-my-heart-no-matter-what.html' title='&quot;You&apos;ll be in my heart.. No matter what they say.. You&apos;ll be right here in my heart. Always&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UAELzjXXVA4/Tr0kzcZcV0I/AAAAAAAAEzo/pHPODrO-twE/s72-c/P70050059B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3956288337356384814</id><published>2010-08-15T10:51:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:28:29.621+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"There is no such thing in anyone's life as an unimportant day."</title><content type='html'>Alexander Woollcott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My inspiration, believe it or not, is coming from a YouTube clip, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jgXi8bR-6k&amp;feature=related"&gt;Prince Poppycock&lt;/a&gt;, from America got talent. I had so much fun watching his show. I love the make-up, the glamour and his amazing voice. If I could choose any job I wanted in the world and had the talent for it (little embarrassing but true) it would be a opera singer. Amazing. Even though the illustration doesn't look like Prince Poppycock, he was my inspiration when I painted this woman.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4cZ2ckkHtM/Tr0sK8XCNkI/AAAAAAAAE0g/HKFCU-9uK2Q/s1600/P70050063B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtGkxxyVx3A/Tr0sKsTeUpI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/dtB0ZzPxDDg/s1600/P70050063A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/1528345/johanna-urban?claim=pqbpjh8jfga"&gt;Följ min blogg med bloglovin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3956288337356384814?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3956288337356384814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-is-no-such-thing-in-anyones-life.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3956288337356384814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3956288337356384814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/there-is-no-such-thing-in-anyones-life.html' title='&quot;There is no such thing in anyone&apos;s life as an unimportant day.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N4cZ2ckkHtM/Tr0sK8XCNkI/AAAAAAAAE0g/HKFCU-9uK2Q/s72-c/P70050063B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4594611125963329959</id><published>2010-08-07T17:53:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:44:03.491+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Life is a succession of moments, To live each on is to succed."</title><content type='html'>Corita Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imWobWJ02mU/Tr0tzgNUAZI/AAAAAAAAE0w/2j-1f-OrSGs/s1600/P70050064B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sTDf4HkZ448/Tr0tztw-1RI/AAAAAAAAE04/ZcD1sLc0flc/s1600/P70050064a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I painted this illustration three weeks ago but I haven't had inspiration to work it in my computer. Today I was free from work, alone in my house and the perfect moment came along. Enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4594611125963329959?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4594611125963329959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-is-succession-of-moments-to-live.html#comment-form' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4594611125963329959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4594611125963329959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-is-succession-of-moments-to-live.html' title='&quot;Life is a succession of moments, To live each on is to succed.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-imWobWJ02mU/Tr0tzgNUAZI/AAAAAAAAE0w/2j-1f-OrSGs/s72-c/P70050064B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6370696864452802299</id><published>2010-08-01T11:44:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:45:26.182+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>Best friends are like diamonds, precious and rare. False friends are like leaves, found everywhere.”</title><content type='html'>Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was thirteen years old when my family and I moved from Hasslö. I liked it, but I did miss a friend very much. Her name was Isabell Fredriksson, after eleven years we are still best friends. We know everything about each other and she is very dear to me. This is a portrait of her. Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3g2hqLCRCIA/Tr0u0PFdDqI/AAAAAAAAE1I/_-F1Z0VtvlA/s1600/P70050065.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6370696864452802299?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6370696864452802299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/bell.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6370696864452802299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6370696864452802299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/08/bell.html' title='Best friends are like diamonds, precious and rare. False friends are like leaves, found everywhere.”'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3g2hqLCRCIA/Tr0u0PFdDqI/AAAAAAAAE1I/_-F1Z0VtvlA/s72-c/P70050065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4239405372738134504</id><published>2010-07-25T21:36:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:16:35.257+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contrast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life. It goes on."</title><content type='html'>Robert Frost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsVSSPFeZ0M/Tr0vUoQ3PSI/AAAAAAAAE1U/mK9rutBJEqQ/s1600/P70050061B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e9QX8fEPU_M/Tr0vU0qzmRI/AAAAAAAAE1g/dlBJ_E0mm2c/s1600/P70050061A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This illustration did not turn out as I planned. When I started painting it was supposed to be something romantic and joyful. Instead, as you can se, she looks pretty miserable. Still I really into her and think her expression speeks for itselfs. Life can be hard but as Robert Frost says it goes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4239405372738134504?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4239405372738134504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-three-words-i-can-sum-up-everything.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4239405372738134504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4239405372738134504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-three-words-i-can-sum-up-everything.html' title='&quot;In three words I can sum up everything I&apos;ve learned about life. It goes on.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NsVSSPFeZ0M/Tr0vUoQ3PSI/AAAAAAAAE1U/mK9rutBJEqQ/s72-c/P70050061B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1655290952548068460</id><published>2010-07-20T01:00:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:50:27.471+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"A photo is a creation."</title><content type='html'>Eva Herzigova &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLit5qPsi5g/Tr079-wzccI/AAAAAAAAE7g/kB1MYwO7za0/s1600/IMG_1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLit5qPsi5g/Tr079-wzccI/AAAAAAAAE7g/kB1MYwO7za0/s400/IMG_1984.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673757041562448322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnU0_qA2Olk/Tr079PiszaI/AAAAAAAAE7U/2-8JbDzLKU4/s1600/IMG_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xnU0_qA2Olk/Tr079PiszaI/AAAAAAAAE7U/2-8JbDzLKU4/s400/IMG_1610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673757028886826402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2o4o1Z613Os/Tr078wsWJVI/AAAAAAAAE7E/VKf2PgYYOCk/s1600/IMG_2583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2o4o1Z613Os/Tr078wsWJVI/AAAAAAAAE7E/VKf2PgYYOCk/s400/IMG_2583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673757020605785426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MRpsv37ZUU/Tr078hx0pPI/AAAAAAAAE68/4XVAO8L4gnk/s1600/IMG_2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MRpsv37ZUU/Tr078hx0pPI/AAAAAAAAE68/4XVAO8L4gnk/s400/IMG_2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673757016602223858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a couple of weeks ago I went to Gothenburg for another shot with Irina Balog. It's the third time we meet since &lt;a href="http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/johanna-urban.html"&gt;The Studio&lt;/a&gt; for a half year ago. She took some amazing pictures and I hope you like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIOLbQA-ZK4/Tr07c9bBVqI/AAAAAAAAE6w/BoLxcptdDhg/s1600/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tIOLbQA-ZK4/Tr07c9bBVqI/AAAAAAAAE6w/BoLxcptdDhg/s400/IMG_2117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673756474266965666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gh3dSAbCps/Tr07cSEwrkI/AAAAAAAAE6k/PyKQw4efGXE/s1600/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Gh3dSAbCps/Tr07cSEwrkI/AAAAAAAAE6k/PyKQw4efGXE/s400/IMG_2098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673756462630874690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPsVpRjQV8g/Tr07cHl92RI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/ItIkNHef9kk/s1600/IMG_2468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPsVpRjQV8g/Tr07cHl92RI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/ItIkNHef9kk/s400/IMG_2468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673756459817359634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3Q-ReQGhPE/Tr07bpKPDMI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/y-XOQX1EsXQ/s1600/IMG_2381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3Q-ReQGhPE/Tr07bpKPDMI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/y-XOQX1EsXQ/s400/IMG_2381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673756451647982786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33sC4TMUerM/Tr07bZ_Fe9I/AAAAAAAAE6A/2-H48XyukXs/s1600/IMG_2591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-33sC4TMUerM/Tr07bZ_Fe9I/AAAAAAAAE6A/2-H48XyukXs/s400/IMG_2591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673756447574686674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer : Irina Balog&lt;br /&gt;Hair &amp; Make up : Irina Balog&lt;br /&gt;Model : Johanna Urban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1655290952548068460?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1655290952548068460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/johanna-urban.html#comment-form' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1655290952548068460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1655290952548068460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/johanna-urban.html' title='&quot;A photo is a creation.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TLit5qPsi5g/Tr079-wzccI/AAAAAAAAE7g/kB1MYwO7za0/s72-c/IMG_1984.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3469533266324897812</id><published>2010-07-15T18:24:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:29:16.512+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"Everyone is like a butterfly,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Drew Barrymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wbswc9qtlI/Tr0w2ZApQPI/AAAAAAAAE18/w_PBrSjDyZ4/s1600/P70050062A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LxwHbjlj8Sk/Tr0w10BfxbI/AAAAAAAAE1s/OH--NaLsOFw/s1600/P70050062B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3469533266324897812?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3469533266324897812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/everyone-is-like-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3469533266324897812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3469533266324897812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/everyone-is-like-butterfly.html' title='&quot;Everyone is like a butterfly,'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wbswc9qtlI/Tr0w2ZApQPI/AAAAAAAAE18/w_PBrSjDyZ4/s72-c/P70050062A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4053950559693269625</id><published>2010-07-05T20:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:29:32.008+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"Only do what your heart tells you."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Princess Diana Frances Spencer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtBDOD4RJuY/Tr0rqFX8wRI/AAAAAAAAEz0/MRVQLp4A37Q/s1600/P70050060C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fdGWhjHdYdo/Tr0rqUaei-I/AAAAAAAAEz8/8eeiTKgf8sI/s1600/P70050060B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A_3PWp3HPIQ/Tr0rqsdx1TI/AAAAAAAAE0I/G83OMNgbAIU/s1600/P70050060A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;June 19, Sweden’s Crown Princess Victoria wed her former personal trainer Daniel Westling in Stockholm. It was an incredible wedding and I cried the hole time. Agnes and Björn Skifs sang an amazing &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J18pfPmIkqA"&gt;song&lt;/a&gt;. My inspiration for this illustration was the fairytale princess. Wish you a wonderful day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4053950559693269625?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4053950559693269625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-do-what-your-heart-tells-you.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4053950559693269625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4053950559693269625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/only-do-what-your-heart-tells-you.html' title='&quot;Only do what your heart tells you.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtBDOD4RJuY/Tr0rqFX8wRI/AAAAAAAAEz0/MRVQLp4A37Q/s72-c/P70050060C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3594225083193477149</id><published>2010-07-01T22:24:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:07:10.461+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"Take a second look; it costs you nothing".</title><content type='html'>Chinese proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZflHGjG-8s/Tr0ycTQQqLI/AAAAAAAAE2E/Oxzp6GXlVcY/s1600/P70050066B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rE-R15snSGw/Tr0ycrrgb0I/AAAAAAAAE2Q/eSKI4Ej53iE/s1600/P70050066A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks off, I'm back. This illustration was inspired by the summer, which have been wonderful in Sweden!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3594225083193477149?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3594225083193477149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/take-second-look-it-costs-you-nothing.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3594225083193477149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3594225083193477149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/07/take-second-look-it-costs-you-nothing.html' title='&quot;Take a second look; it costs you nothing&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ZflHGjG-8s/Tr0ycTQQqLI/AAAAAAAAE2E/Oxzp6GXlVcY/s72-c/P70050066B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6878821189494374413</id><published>2010-06-09T11:17:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:44:49.742+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"What is life?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crowfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TA9canKrbgI/AAAAAAAACBM/Wi9ti7hYbXQ/s1600/19500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TA9canKrbgI/AAAAAAAACBM/Wi9ti7hYbXQ/s400/19500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480700883793309186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TA9cbJ9KoZI/AAAAAAAACBU/mQ77M2hQELs/s1600/19500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TA9cbJ9KoZI/AAAAAAAACBU/mQ77M2hQELs/s400/19500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480700893131874706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started painting this illustration I didn't know where it would end. I painted without thinking, as I promised myself. It turned out that I actually painted a day, or should I say, a night dreaming girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6878821189494374413?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6878821189494374413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-life.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6878821189494374413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6878821189494374413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-life.html' title='&quot;What is life?...'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TA9canKrbgI/AAAAAAAACBM/Wi9ti7hYbXQ/s72-c/19500A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-4026320683559717802</id><published>2010-06-04T18:00:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:29:42.947+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TAVE6iWFPnI/AAAAAAAACA0/m9ZhgPjynIs/s1600/18500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TAVE6iWFPnI/AAAAAAAACA0/m9ZhgPjynIs/s400/18500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477860294208601714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TAVE6OuNTCI/AAAAAAAACAs/FjIKvxISDcQ/s1600/18500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TAVE6OuNTCI/AAAAAAAACAs/FjIKvxISDcQ/s400/18500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477860288941083682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer break has arived. A hard year of studying has finally come to an end. I can at last peacefully lay back and take a deep breath... and think of absolutely nothing!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5OsMwHKy6FY/Tr0zLaq40HI/AAAAAAAAE2c/CiCh0Xypv7s/s1600/P70050067.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-4026320683559717802?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/4026320683559717802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-nothing-like-staying-at-home.html#comment-form' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4026320683559717802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/4026320683559717802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/06/there-is-nothing-like-staying-at-home.html' title='&quot;There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/TAVE6iWFPnI/AAAAAAAACA0/m9ZhgPjynIs/s72-c/18500A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-7919306006203773233</id><published>2010-05-30T11:03:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T00:38:09.111+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"I wish I'd known early what I had to learn late."</title><content type='html'>Richie Ashburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8zvND33yQE/Tr01dxYaQGI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/QDKXZSbVByk/s1600/P70050068B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1FeiYHl0YYI/Tr00sY_wGmI/AAAAAAAAE2o/ghMhuheOoWk/s1600/P70050068A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exam next week, wish me good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-7919306006203773233?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/7919306006203773233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wish-id-known-early-what-i-had-to.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7919306006203773233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/7919306006203773233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-wish-id-known-early-what-i-had-to.html' title='&quot;I wish I&apos;d known early what I had to learn late.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m8zvND33yQE/Tr01dxYaQGI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/QDKXZSbVByk/s72-c/P70050068B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3973149882786781071</id><published>2010-05-24T00:05:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T01:02:31.603+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"In summer, the song sings itselfs."</title><content type='html'>William Carlos Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-SB8m0uBDU/Tr00sn8w-FI/AAAAAAAAE3A/n6qXvrFX5rc/s1600/P70050069A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8q9LD5Mz3ow/Tr00tJIWlDI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/GoC3WnY9cjA/s1600/P70050069B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long and cold winter, the Summer is finally here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3973149882786781071?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3973149882786781071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-summer-song-sings-itselfs.html#comment-form' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3973149882786781071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3973149882786781071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-summer-song-sings-itselfs.html' title='&quot;In summer, the song sings itselfs.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p-SB8m0uBDU/Tr00sn8w-FI/AAAAAAAAE3A/n6qXvrFX5rc/s72-c/P70050069A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8880863219428447284</id><published>2010-05-20T00:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:50:36.654+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>Johanna Urban</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpR03i_HttI/Tr03PsvJzdI/AAAAAAAAE3k/X_RlGEZeGrk/s1600/P70050070D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a half year ago I went to a photo studio in Gothenburg. It's not as fancy as it sounds, it's a studio for girl's who wants to be models for a day, but it's really, really fun! The photographer, named Irina Balog, took some great photos! I hope you will enjoy them as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olYFG1IpVD8/Tr03QrQ04dI/AAAAAAAAE4E/JZs1ngaFlMY/s1600/P70050070A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mj7ordGDchI/Tr03P1GKhQI/AAAAAAAAE3w/7SpTVtJ0fGA/s1600/P70050070C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hWDZe_znGE8/Tr03QUfMGwI/AAAAAAAAE38/GlgzBBX6VCA/s1600/P70050070B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8880863219428447284?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8880863219428447284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/johanna-urban.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8880863219428447284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8880863219428447284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/johanna-urban.html' title='Johanna Urban'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QpR03i_HttI/Tr03PsvJzdI/AAAAAAAAE3k/X_RlGEZeGrk/s72-c/P70050070D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-8850073908647529604</id><published>2010-05-16T11:42:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:16:44.100+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless."</title><content type='html'>May Sarton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnaAsZplCCA/Tr1DMZ0YMAI/AAAAAAAAE7s/x1YgZJ1OPv0/s1600/P70050071A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IzSsKUaymYc/Tr1DMigRVRI/AAAAAAAAE74/a9nWgyOV3Ro/s1600/P70050071B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The day before yesterday I saw a beautiful chair in a second hand store. When I got home all I wanted to do was to draw a chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-8850073908647529604?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/8850073908647529604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/house-that-does-not-have-one-warm-comfy.html#comment-form' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8850073908647529604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/8850073908647529604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/house-that-does-not-have-one-warm-comfy.html' title='&quot;A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MnaAsZplCCA/Tr1DMZ0YMAI/AAAAAAAAE7s/x1YgZJ1OPv0/s72-c/P70050071A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-1874517044948819327</id><published>2010-05-12T07:10:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:59:57.383+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality."</title><content type='html'>John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9cv4l3xc7I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Cc40OkhPa_g/s1600/11500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9cv4l3xc7I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Cc40OkhPa_g/s400/11500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464889322122605490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9cv4XSPefI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/QTcPmUmRZ-c/s1600/11500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9cv4XSPefI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/QTcPmUmRZ-c/s400/11500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464889318207093234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I have a feeling inside of me or a story I want to tell, I paint. Today I was listening to one of the most beautiful songs I know, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zs3E70qDugQ"&gt;Song from a Secret Garden&lt;/a&gt;. The music told me a story. A story about hope and despair. A story about something beautiful and vulnerable. A story about dreams. Somehow I wanted to paint the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-1874517044948819327?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/1874517044948819327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-you-dream-alone-is-only-dream.html#comment-form' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1874517044948819327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/1874517044948819327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/dream-you-dream-alone-is-only-dream.html' title='A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9cv4l3xc7I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/Cc40OkhPa_g/s72-c/11500A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-508060440775241136</id><published>2010-05-03T16:08:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:30:12.921+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"Paint is easy when you don't know how, but very difficult when you do."</title><content type='html'>Edgar Degas  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1uWOzWJKFyE/Tr7ggnYsl9I/AAAAAAAAE9w/tZ5ciin-YZU/s1600/P70050076E.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hV_LYv6UbuA/Tr7ggw1mD-I/AAAAAAAAE98/ZaNbbylxR4w/s1600/P70050076D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thought it would be fun and interesting for you to know how I create my pictures. The hardest part is to decide what I want to paint, I have so many ideas and things I want to do. After I have decided what I want to do; I draw the illustration first with a pencil, and then fill in the lines with black watercolours. When that's done I work the illustration in my computer for the finished look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9yKlVYUohI/AAAAAAAAB74/UCLqpRUE_EI/s1600/12500E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S9yKlVYUohI/AAAAAAAAB74/UCLqpRUE_EI/s400/12500E.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466396421719892498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ltRjVLE69FY/Tr7ghvyfp0I/AAAAAAAAE-U/gW03_xuiE8Q/s1600/P70050076B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXFNFYNjlIA/Tr7gh4HsHhI/AAAAAAAAE-g/Ue-IpVJJQtE/s1600/P70050076A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-88-uJcOrX88/Tr7ghA-2IVI/AAAAAAAAE-I/ecKQv6gSrQU/s1600/P70050076C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-508060440775241136?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/508060440775241136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/paint-is-easy-when-you-dont-know-how.html#comment-form' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/508060440775241136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/508060440775241136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/paint-is-easy-when-you-dont-know-how.html' title='&quot;Paint is easy when you don&apos;t know how, but very difficult when you do.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1uWOzWJKFyE/Tr7ggnYsl9I/AAAAAAAAE9w/tZ5ciin-YZU/s72-c/P70050076E.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-9202571342817826354</id><published>2010-05-01T17:36:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:19:53.194+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><title type='text'>"A friendship that can end never really began".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pubilius Syrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm going to be honest with you all, I'm not very good at portraits. But Lina, who's one of my best friends, asked me if I wanted to make an illustration of her. So even if I find portraits very difficult I decided to do my best. This is my first official portraits of Lina. I hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8G5jQnD_Qs/Tr7iT2z7B6I/AAAAAAAAE-w/Kx59GevMso8/s1600/P70050072.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-9202571342817826354?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/9202571342817826354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/friendship-that-can-end-never-really.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9202571342817826354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/9202571342817826354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/05/friendship-that-can-end-never-really.html' title='&quot;A friendship that can end never really began&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8G5jQnD_Qs/Tr7iT2z7B6I/AAAAAAAAE-w/Kx59GevMso8/s72-c/P70050072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-2702640683067653507</id><published>2010-04-30T07:45:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:30:21.612+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>Inspired by 1920</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For a couple of days ago my wonderful little sister came up with a great idea. She asked me if I could't paint people inspired by fashion from 19th century. Of course I loved her idea! I started to paint as fast as I got to my room there I have my papers, watercolours and my computer! I painted a woman inspired by 1920. I hope you enjoy her, because I loved to paint her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFpkddtjbz0/Tr7s5k0YkaI/AAAAAAAAE_M/axvkiNflOL0/s1600/P70050077A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7AFJyApCZ0o/Tr7s5YNmqxI/AAAAAAAAE-8/xkVTj0RHPII/s1600/P70050077B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-2702640683067653507?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/2702640683067653507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/inspired-by-1920.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2702640683067653507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/2702640683067653507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/inspired-by-1920.html' title='Inspired by 1920'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFpkddtjbz0/Tr7s5k0YkaI/AAAAAAAAE_M/axvkiNflOL0/s72-c/P70050077A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6611309883919148571</id><published>2010-04-25T13:19:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:11:22.655+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"If I like it, Ill by it; pure impulse shopping."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kristin Kreuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's painting was a request by a dear friend, &lt;a href="http://thefashionfusion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Missy&lt;/a&gt;, who asked me if I could paint a header, with a girl who carrying shopping bags, for her blog. I thought it would be a really fun challenge and an opportunity to do somthing different then I usually do. For the most of the time I paint faces, but as we all know: If you want to grow and develop you have to try new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsrL9noPPos/Tr7tyVPeLHI/AAAAAAAAE_U/2ntjv6XaqQo/s1600/P70050078A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4psDhR2jXVw/Tr7tylEM7dI/AAAAAAAAE_g/2PduwSGYIP4/s1600/P70050078B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-6611309883919148571?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/6611309883919148571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6611309883919148571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/6611309883919148571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='&quot;If I like it, Ill by it; pure impulse shopping.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NsrL9noPPos/Tr7tyVPeLHI/AAAAAAAAE_U/2ntjv6XaqQo/s72-c/P70050078A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-858210713575223958</id><published>2010-04-21T11:10:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:28:07.814+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"Beauty is not caused. It is."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Emily Dickinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S88YLKwOHyI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zb1v7oikFJg/s1600/08500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S88YLKwOHyI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zb1v7oikFJg/s400/08500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462611453167935266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S87BmMfRHTI/AAAAAAAAB6A/6CrjGVI7VjY/s1600/08500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S87BmMfRHTI/AAAAAAAAB6A/6CrjGVI7VjY/s400/08500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462516259978550578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-858210713575223958?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/858210713575223958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-is-not-caused-it-is.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/858210713575223958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/858210713575223958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/beauty-is-not-caused-it-is.html' title='&quot;Beauty is not caused. It is.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S88YLKwOHyI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/zb1v7oikFJg/s72-c/08500A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-230906774236818355</id><published>2010-04-17T11:10:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T22:29:30.934+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water Color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Miquel de Cervantes Saavedra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S797Pm9FVaI/AAAAAAAAB0I/O1GFI-ODuZs/s1600/05500A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S797Pm9FVaI/AAAAAAAAB0I/O1GFI-ODuZs/s400/05500A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458216781481334178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S797PBZdiDI/AAAAAAAAB0A/osLtI6CjbYs/s1600/05500B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S797PBZdiDI/AAAAAAAAB0A/osLtI6CjbYs/s400/05500B.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458216771399813170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-230906774236818355?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/230906774236818355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-flowers-of-all-tomorrows-are-in.html#comment-form' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/230906774236818355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/230906774236818355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-flowers-of-all-tomorrows-are-in.html' title='&quot;All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the seeds of today&quot;.'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4W90svOQCL4/S797Pm9FVaI/AAAAAAAAB0I/O1GFI-ODuZs/s72-c/05500A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-6037755970832105993</id><published>2010-04-12T13:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:17:31.702+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Illustration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detailed Art'/><title type='text'>"A woman knows the face of the man she loves like a sailor knows the open sea".</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Honoré de Balzac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POlkzERPwwA/Tr7v-C7YpWI/AAAAAAAAE_s/H2t4ZP58xcQ/s1600/P70050084A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FSuZhS-YwkU/Tr7v-SXAFbI/AAAAAAAAE_8/Unw2-cthOVQ/s1600/P70050084B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-POlkzERPwwA/Tr7v-C7YpWI/AAAAAAAAE_s/H2t4ZP58xcQ/s72-c/P70050084A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3489924067210949765.post-3378294671892561201</id><published>2010-04-10T09:47:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T15:50:47.289+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johanna Urban'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photograph'/><title type='text'>"People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Anton Checkhov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hltBSssW-GM/Tr7NQZfigOI/AAAAAAAAE8o/fWbviPFEicE/s1600/P70050074C.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lt5z1AvfA4o/Tr7NQFea_xI/AAAAAAAAE8Q/FoFeKL2QuU4/s1600/P70050074E.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wu97DbnKpvk/Tr7NQT-riRI/AAAAAAAAE8Y/5UYWYO6XUw0/s1600/P70050074D.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasent: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." Anne Bradstreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pIAPy76yj0g/Tr7QBrfQ-3I/AAAAAAAAE9M/QrGudw9wzjM/s1600/P70050074F.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--QbRH3kcefA/Tr7NRIVkNlI/AAAAAAAAE9A/RSIRstz0RH0/s1600/P70050074A.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8C5wjvdfniM/Tr7NQzHcL7I/AAAAAAAAE80/4zRRNkZrtRE/s1600/P70050074B.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo's by Irina Balog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3489924067210949765-3378294671892561201?l=johannaurban.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/feeds/3378294671892561201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/people-dont-notice-whether-its-winter.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3378294671892561201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3489924067210949765/posts/default/3378294671892561201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://johannaurban.blogspot.com/2010/04/people-dont-notice-whether-its-winter.html' title='&quot;People don&apos;t notice whether it&apos;s winter or summer when they&apos;re happy.&quot;'/><author><name>Johanna Urban</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11109419811455682427</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8QXdpfbWKIw/TgjjAYPeKRI/AAAAAAAAD_U/ODXKvNgfnyw/s220/johanna23A.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hltBSssW-GM/Tr7NQZfigOI/AAAAAAAAE8o/fWbviPFEicE/s72-c/P70050074C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
