Work In Progress (WIP) - Beautifying my FOLDER ^_^ (pt. 1)

Hello,

how are you all? :)

I got to buy *some stuff* at a shop in our district town today [transparent paper in several colours for the lantern I am planning to make, AND stickers, a set of three different washi tapes, and 100 separator sheets (I think that's enough :D.).

AND I decided to sit down and make the first separator sheet for the folder (I decided it would be Japanese ^o^), opened a picture on my pc and drew the entire character free-handedly onto a piece of white paper, and then glued it to the separator sheet. It is NOT finished yet, as it will be more colourful and such, but as for "right now", I feel that is enough:

Anger from the Pixar movie "Inside Out"
defending my Japanese skills of doom!

He says: "Be careful, I can speak Japanese!!" ^^ Right now I wonder why I didn't let him speak one of the German dialects (Öcher Platt) ;). Ah well, either way, he is cute!!

This is for the Japanese section... There will come more and more and more :). Look forward to that!! ^.^

Have a nice rest of the day, you guys. I hope we'll see each other soon!!

"Aus Spiel wird Ernst", or: How I almost had the chance to win a contest...

Well, well, well, my little droogies! HELLO!

There was a contest taking place recently, and I wanted to send a poem for said contest. Only downside was: When I was done writing I noticed the deadline had been several weeks beforehand. So what to do, I asked myself? I didn't want to NOT share it after all, but I was scared... Scared of rejection, maybe. Or maybe even worse things.

Fact is, I personally don't think it is that bad. But judge for yourself, I guess. I will try to translate it, too, because it is in German.

*ahem* ;)

Aus Spiel wird Ernst

Nach dem Regen stieg die Sonne,
Langte zaghaft nach dem Grund,
Umtanzte selbst die kleinsten Tiere,
Verschlang die Nacht mit ihrem Mund.

Unendlich schien die Nacht zu währen,
Die Sonne schien zur Mittagsstund‘.
So tummelten sich in Wärme Schnecken,
Unentdeckt, ein schöner Fund!

Die Kinder spielten fleißig draußen,
Ließen sich nicht halten nun.
Das Leben brannte in den Kleinen,
Es gab so viel zu seh‘n und tun.

Die Füßchen rannten durch das Gras,
Unwissend von dem kleinen Schatz.
Der kleinste Junge, hoch gesprungen,
Landete auf diesem Platz.

„Huch, das wollte ich nicht tun;
Was ist denn bloß geschehen?
Habe ich in all dem Spiel
Die Schneckchen nicht gesehen?“

Und alle Kinder fingen an
Zu weinen und zu flehen,
Dass man ihnen vergebe nun
Fürs Schnecken-echt-nicht-sehen.

„Nein, das macht nichts - wirklich“,
Meinte der Vater zu den Kindern.
„Die Tiere spüren keine Schmerzen,
Sonst müsste man’s verhindern.“

* * *

Play gets serious

The sun rose after rain,

Carefully reached for the ground,

Danced around even the smallest animals,

Engulfed the night with her mouth.

The night seemed to last infinitely,

The sun shone at noon's hour.

So snails scrimmaged in warmth,

Unfound, a great discovery!

Diligently, the children played outside,

Now didn't let anybody hold them back.

Life burnt inside these little ones,

There was so much to see and do.

The little feet ran through the grass,

 Unknowing of the little treasure.
The smallest boy, who jumped high,

Landed on this place.

"Yikes, I did not want to do that;

 What is it that happened?

Didn't I notice the little snails

In all this playing?"

And all the children began

To cry and to beg,

That somebody'd forgive them

For really-not-seeing-the-snails.

"No, this doesn't matter - really",

The father told the children.

"The animals don't feel pain,

Otherwise one'd have to prevent it."

I know the sense behind this may be controversial, but just let me say that I wanted to make the reader think about this -- I, personally, don't think the father IS right, because I believe feelings are not something only appearing in humans.

I didn't want to write more, though. I have my reasons, and one reason is that I wouldn't want to raise my index finger and shake it because that won't lead anywhere in my opinion.

What do you think? I hope you won't be angry because I rarely ever update here... :( I hope I will be able to do this more often as of soon [I am planning something AWESOME with a folder I just bought, and may be posting WIPs in this case ^o~...].

Have a nice time, until the next time we meet again.

~R.

They're swimming in mineral water.

Hey dears!

How are you all? After my sister drew a minion today for one beloved person of ours, who happens to love the minions from the Despicable Me movies, I decided it was time to draw/paint something... I chose felt tips again. It is an underwater scene featuring all kinds of sea creatures... And I like it, really *so proud*.

If you do notice something strange here, I will not blame you for certain :P. I love the scared octopus, the chilling jellyfish, the sea horses with their share of the gold treasure, the waving sea star, the cool seals, the hungry koi carp with its blueberry muffin, the funky disco ray, Spongebob, the school of fish, the nosy sun, and what else is on this picture. :D


I hope you like it, too. Do you have any favourite animals inhabiting the sea? I tried to include all of mine here, but to be open, I guess there are many, many more!! :)


Have a nice day!!

Spinning Towards The Moon Again

I came up with a new poem. :) I will keep judging my own efforts behind the door and will fearlessly share it with all of you, who may be reading this right now.

 Spinning Towards The Moon Again

The ghosts writing wind into silence
Are the most striving beings;
They may not strive for gold nor fame,
But what may come is their goal of being.

Their goal is being once again
Held by all their loved ones.
What they may find is extatic fever,
But come the day, their time is gone.

And their heads will be
Spinning towards
The moon again.

I know it may sound odd, but to me, this has a meaning. It even reminds me of some fairly old poems of mine which I wrote at some point... ;^^; But taking a step back and watching myself from a distance - no matter if I mean my past or present self - is sometimes really beneficial.

(Also, please excuse any grammar / vocabulary mistakes in this. I'm certainly not a native English speaker, although I often wish I were... :P)

How have you guys been doing, by the way? I have had a rough time of ups and several downs; I even thought about reviving my blog with all negative feelings and thoughts assembled. It is not like I think it is forbidden to do something like this, BUT I think it would have pulled me down severely in the end, and I want to get better...

Have a nice rest of the day, dears. See you again in a hundred years or so :P!! (Judging how often I updated my blog recently, this sounds pretty accurate...)

Getting the chaos in order!

Hey hey.

When looking at this blog (Believe me, I do this occasionally :P), I often feel like somebody punched me in the stomach region for a reason. It is utterly chaotic - and not in a good way -, there are broken links sometimes extremely often, which reallyreallyREALLY disturbs me and I haven*t done anything here for quite a while.

I know the latter is my own fault, but I*d love to have a blog that is more "complete", less "destroyed" by the time it existed, more "informative", and above all, I want to be more "COMMITTED" concerning this place. Maybe I will create a new one, but I guess it would be a better idea to re-model this one, delete some older posts (those with the broken links / pictures :() and whatnot.

However, this would probably feel like branding away memories altogether, as many works were linked to rather happy memories! :( So what should I do?

I don*t know. I hope you guys have an idea. Would you mind if I started a new blog somewhere else? Would you delete older entries, despite them being possible memories I am very fond of? What would you like to see / hear here? :)

I hope you don*t mind me asking, too. Have a wonderful day, and hopefully see / hear (from) you soon!

~The Rina

Let a new life begin, as soon as it grows from the earth!

 Hey there.

I am currently in a bit of a gloomy mood, I am afraid. Anyways, I *tried* to write a poem about the way I feel right now, and it is in German - once again -, but I shall try and translate it ...

Neues Leben Sprießt(?)

Eingefangen zwischen Wörtern
Horche ich und blick* hinauf.
Ich sehe nichts mehr außer Fragen.
Und sogar diese stehen drauf,
Sich in den Weg zu stellen mir.
Ich weiß, ich kann nichts sagen
Und weiß ich viel, so weiß ich nichts,
Wer kann mir das erörtern?

Das Leben geht wohl seinen Weg,
Und ich muss ihm wohl folgen.
Und ich weiß, ich soll dankbar sein,
Doch weil ich eh nur Zweifel heg*,
Geht*s weder *raus, noch dort hinein.
Entführe ich nur die Gefühle,
Wenn ich mit meinesgleichen spiele?
Und was, wenn ich mich gleich hinleg*?

Ich glaube, bald und jetzt (zu spät),
Dass sich das Tor nun schließe.
Ich stehe betend vor der Tür,
Bitt* um Einlass, sogleich, hier.
Und rüttel* an dem Husten jener,
Die sich nur grämen wegen mir.
Auf dass ein neues Leben starte,
Sobald es aus dem Boden sprieße!

Ich weiß, ich sage wenig diesen ...
Vielleicht versteht ihr meine Angst.
Doch will ich mich jetzt nicht entschließen!
Egal, ob du jetzt um mich bangst,
Ich werde, werde nicht es tun,
Egal, ob du jetzt nach mir langst,
Es ist nun Zeit, mich auszuruhen,
Und selbst wenn nicht, ich denk* in Miesen.

Translation :

New Life*s Growing(?)

Caught between the words,

I am listening and looking up.

I don*t see anything except for questions.

And even those are turned on by

Getting in my way.

I know, I cannot say anything

And knowing much, I don*t know anything,

Who can explain this to me?

Well, life is going its way,

And well, I have to follow it.

And I know I should be grateful,

But since I only nourish doubts,

It*s going neither outside, nor inside.

Do I just kidnap feelings

When playing with those like me?

And what if I lay down right now?

I believe that soon and now (too late)

The door will close down now.

I stand infront of the door, praying,

Begging to be let in, right now, here.

And I am shaking the coughing of those

Who are ashamed because of me.

Let a new life begin,

As soon as it grows from the earth!

I know this means nothing to those ...

Maybe you understand my fear.

But I don*t want to decide right now!

No matter if you are scared for me,

I will, will not do it.

No matter, if you want to grab and beat me,

It is now time to relax,

And even if not, I am thinking in red numbers.

Wow, translating is HARD. Especially since there*s a lot of colourful speech in here. I guess nobody will get the content either, and nobody will understand what each line means, but still, I am kind of content with this poem. Even though translating is HARD. D:

Thanks for reading, though. :)

Wo Sein Hintern Ist! (Poem in German)

I was booored, and once I am booored, I need to get ouuut of this staaate of miiind. So I wrote a poem. :)

Wo Sein Hintern Ist

Liebes Kind, dein Leben ist,

Was gut und schlecht und Beben ist.

Dieser Mann, ein Internist,

Sieht nicht mal, wo sein Hintern ist.

Und pupsen kann er auch ganz gut,

Und schnappt sich seinen Bauchtanzgurt,

Mit dem die Stärken lauter würden,

Doch sieht er nichts vor lauter Hürden,

Und schwebt hinfort, als er sich wundert,

Mit KMH der Marke Hundert!

Transl.

Where His Butt Is

Dear child, your life is

What is good and bad and earthquake.

This man, an internis,

Does not see where his butt is.

And he can also fart very well,

And grabs his belly dancing belt,

With whom the strenghts*d get louder,

 But he doesn*t see anything because of the hurdles,

And floats away once he is wondering,

With a speed of 100 KMH!

I know it is just the most beautiful piece of poetry I have ever written. Somehow I cannot stop grinning for this reason ... :P

That said, I also worked on some more music today, but I desperately need to record my vocals before putting these music masterpieces online :PP.

And soon I hope I will be able to watch the movie Snow Sharks, because I can. :PPP