Happy 27th birthday, 민호.
Wishing joyful, healthy, prosperous and wonderful years ahead.
Thanks for being my inspiration.
It’s been over than one month since my last post. Okay, two months I think. Many things happened since then: my holidays to Jogjakarta, exploring metal smithing a bit further (this time I learned how to solder metal, folding metal sheet and texturing a bit), helping a friend with her auction, and watch a lot of movies *big grin*
I will write about my holidays and exploriment (exploring and experimenting) with metal smithing later. I’m not in the mood for it when I have more interesting thing to share..
I watched a lot of movies lately. My hubby set up a DVD player and a TV for me in our spare room. So, whenever Claire sleeps, I run to that room and watch some of my favorite
I started with Meteor Garden.
This drama series first aired over a decade ago. I was in high school back then. And yes, I
was in love with those four pretty boys lol.
I found out that I still have those romantic-silly-girl inside me.. Well good to know that 😀
Next drama was Korean Drama Full House which made me giggle after nonstop-crying-session from Meteor Garden.
Then I moved to my favorite Korean Drama ever: City Hunter.
Based on Japanese Manga, this Kdrama featuring Lee Min Ho / 이민호 . I fell in love (again!) with him.
I won’t praise him too much because it might be biased. But all I can tell is: Lee Min Ho is a good actor.
I love how he put so much expression (deep ones) into his eyes.
Lee Min Ho in City Hunter
Then I started to watch his other dramas such as Boys Over Flowers, Personal Taste, Mackerel Run . I’m watching Faith at this moment, and can’t wait for his new series Heirs.
Like other fans of him (well, they called Minoz) I do a lil research about this charming actor who caught my heart.. And find out that he just launched his first album..
Well, his songs now become must-listened-to in my iTunes 😉
Sometimes it feels like I’m acting silly. Oh c’mon, I’m married with a kid.. And still I fall for (and shamelessly called myself Minoz lol) this cute actor.
But I can’t deny that this is a good intermezzo for me. It also boost my creative mood better than before.
Hopefully I won’t watch too much and forget to work on my jewelries lol.
PS: I do not own any of pics above.
Pic source: google.com
All credits goes to respected owner..
Extra featured piece for today: a poem that winging around the net, and inspired me
God bless his soul
Every credits and copyrights belong to the author.
Keith A. Wells Sr.’s Photos
CRABBY OLD MAN
When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in North Platte , Nebraska , it was believed that he had nothing left of any value
Later, when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, They found this poem . Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital
One nurse took her copy to Missouri . The old man’s sole bequest to posterity has since appeared in the Christmas edition of the News Magazine of the St. Louis Association for Mental Health.. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem.
And this little old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this ‘anonymous’ poem winging across the Internet.
Crabby Old Man
What do you see nurses? . . What do you see?
What are you thinking . . . . . when you’re looking at me?
A crabby old man, . … .. not very wise,
Uncertain of habit .. . .. . . . . . with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food . . .. . . . . and makes no reply .
When you say in a loud voice .. . . . .. ‘I do wish you’d try!’
Who seems not to notice . … . the things that you do .
And forever is losing . . . . .. . . . . . A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not . . . . . . .. . . lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding The long day to fill?
Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . you’re not looking at me .
I’ll tell you who I am . As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, . . . . . . as I eat at your will.
I’m a small child of Ten … . . . . . with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters . . . … . . . . . who love one another.
A young boy of Sixteen . . with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . . .. .. . . a lover he’ll meet..
A groom soon at Twenty . my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows . . . . .. . that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . . . . I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . . . And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty . . . . .. . . . .. My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . . . . . . With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons .. . have grown and are gone,
But my woman’s beside me . . . . . . . to see I don’t mourn.
At Fifty, once more, babies play ’round my knee,
Again, we know children . . . . . . . My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me . . my wife is now dead.
I look at the future … . .. . . . . . . shudder with dread..
For my young are all rearing . . . . . .. young of their own.
And I think of the years . . .. and the love that I’ve known.
I’m now an old man . . . . . .. .. . . and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age . . . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. . . . . . . grace and vigor, depart..
There is now a stone . . . .. . . . where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass . . a young guy still dwells,
And now and again . . . .. . . . my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys . . . . . . . . .. I remember the pain.
And I’m loving and living . . . . . .. . . . . life over again.
I think of the years, all too few . . . . . gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . . . .. that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people . . . . . . . . open and see.
Not a crabby old man. Look closer . . . see ME!!
Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within . . . . we will all, one day, be there, too!
PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM
The best and most beautiful things of this world can’t be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart.
By: Keith A. Wells Sr.
Well, another Friday Featured Piece time!!
It seems like I could only write on Friday lol.
This week I want to spotlight a talented lampwork artist: Heather Davis.
She does amazing, almost magical, things with her beads.
Here are a few of her beads that I lucky enough to have:
Aren’t they beautiful?
She used to held challenges where several lucky participants will get her beads (FOR FREE!!! Okay, you won’t mind a few bucks for shipping if it means you can have her gorgeous beads lol) and were asked to create something out of them, based on the theme she chose.
I was lucky enough to participate in her challenge
a few times. 3 times. No need to tell you that I can’thardly left my notebook during the challenge signups just to get a slot in it *wink*
I have to tell you, making beauties from her absolutely beautiful beads is easy, and difficult at the same time.
Easy, because her lovely beads always trigger many designs in my head. I can say that once I have her beads in my hand, I can create several designs in my head. More often, seeing the pictures of them could easily move my designer mood!
Difficult, because sometimes I worry if my design can’t show their beauty. Or if my color choice can’t match it perfectly. Or I simply can’t choose which design to made lol..
I don’t know if other designer feel this way about her beads, but I’m addicted to them 😀
Okay, now what are you waiting for? Go and check Heather’s beads, and you’ll know why I love them 😀
PS: the beads showed above are available for personalized order if you’re interested ~ien
PPS: go and check my gallery if you wanna see jewelries I made from her beads ~ien