what i wear today 2nd dec 2024

 

fish and uke

 

baby blackbird

 

today's photos - Green Day

 

glitter

 

I wrote this song in 2018, inspired by a torn up drawing. You can watch another version with some of my drawings here • glitter - original song with drawings 

Words: 

Dazzling beauty that comes off, 

Comes off when you touch it, 

Comes off like dust on a mantelpiece. 

Stick to your fingertips, 

like GLITTER. 

When I was a child, I was afraid of touching butterflies. 

So I tried to trap one in a net. 

To make her beauty my special pet. 

My brother told me butterflies only lived for a day. 

So I opened my net and set her free. 

And watched in wonder as her intricate pattern 

Dazzled in the sunlight as she flitted away. 

Back in my room, I picked at the glitter that stuck to my fingertips. 

They came off. 

Oh yes they came off. 

Only to stick to my other fingertips. 

That night, I went to bed with my fingertips glittery. 

Glittery like stars in the night sky. 

I reached out my hand to catch one,

with the glitter still on my fingertips.

little white boat

 

a song I heard when I was a child. I am singing it in Mandarin and playing a baritone ukulele in the clawhammer style. The illustrations are made with gouache paints on an accordion booklet which I have made.

So this song was originally in Korean. The songwriter is Yinke Rong. He wrote it in 1924. It was originally titled Half Moon. In September 1924, Rong's brother-in-law passed away. His sister often looked at the half moon that appeared in the sky during the day, missing her husband. Rong wrote this song to show his sister's grief and loneliness. On the other hand, Korea was under Japanese occupation, and this song was also to show the grief due to the loss of his motherland. 

Here are the lyrics I translated into English: 

In the blue sky in the milk way 

There is a little white boat 

On the boat there is an Osmanthus tree 

And a white rabbit playing 

No oars to be seen 

Nor a sail in sight 

The boat drifts along Into the Western sky 

Crossing over the milky way 

Drifting towards the ocean of clouds 

Passing through those iridescent clouds 

Where to go from here? 

In a place far away Shines a golden light 

The morning star is a lighthouse 

Shines so bright.