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"Raspberries To Ya" by Jason Kotecki. Made in Photoshop. 
Happy Sunday!

Time is running out! There are only a few more days for you to earn the limited edition Adventure Club stickers we have available. We’ve been mailing them out all month to people who’ve been having fun kicking Adultitis in the keister. (Check out some Hall of Fame photos here.) But on 8/31, the current batch of stickers will be retired. Explore the challenges here. (Still waiting on stickers? If you think we missed you, the FAQs on this page might explain why and tell you how to get in touch.)

Now let's talk about my grandmother. She made German cookies called lebkuchen, referred to her couch as a davenport, and hated when her grandkids wore their hats backwards. “Makes you look like hooligans,” she’d say. She was also famous for saying, “Raspberries to ya!” I’m pretty sure this witty comeback was a polite (yet colorful) alternative to saying “screw you.”

So that’s where this art came from, painted on the top of a grocery store flyer.

At first glance, it appears to be a negative departure from my more optimistic work. But it’s only really negative in a certain context.

There comes a point in our lives where rolling with the punches doesn’t cut it. Sometimes you need to punch back. Not always in a literal sense, of course, but in a way that shows the world the strength that lies within you and that you’re not backing down.

To all of the setbacks you’ve experienced on this long road: Raspberries to ya.
To that mountain of debt that’s enslaved you long enough: Raspberries to ya.
To that idiot boss and the soul-crushing job you never liked anyway: Raspberries to ya.
To the doubters who said you’ll never make it: Raspberries to ya.
To the cynics who swear it can’t be done: Raspberries to ya.
To the critics who’ve never even stepped foot in the arena: Raspberries to ya.
To Adultitis, its unadventurous version of adulthood, and all its stupid rules: Raspberries to ya.

When used in reply to setbacks and cynics, curmudgeons and critics, this little piece of artwork suddenly becomes downright empowering. 

Keep fighting.
Stay young and stay fun,
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P.S.  Break out the sidewalk chalk, confront Adultitis, and earn yourself a cool sticker! Just use the chalk to write your favorite quote in a public place. Then post a pic on Facebook, Instagram, or Twitter, tag @EscapeAdulthood and use the hashtag #eaac004 and we'll send you one! But hurry, this inaugural batch of stickers disappears on August 31st! (Remember, your post needs to be public for us to be able to see it.) Learn more about the Adventure Club here.


Best Friends Forever Art Show  - It doesn't happen very often, but I have some new original art for sale. It's part of my new series, "Best Friends Forever." The exhibition is a collection of winning combinations, an exploration of relationships, and how sometimes, joining forces can make something greater than the sum of its parts. Check it out here!
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