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Hello everyone! Hope you're having a good day today! 👋👋

Hello, Hi, Hola 👋

Hello kulħadd! Nispera li qed tgawdu ġurnata tajba llum! 👋👋

After a long day of work and or errands what do you like to do to ground yourself and get yourself calm once again? I love to read and create different things when I can. 😊

What is your favorite thing to do to ground yourself?

Wara ġurnata twila ta' xogħol u jew kompiti, x'ħaġa tħobb tagħmel biex tikkonnettja ma' ruħek u terġa' ssib il-kalma tiegħek? Inħobb naqra u noħloq affarijiet differenti meta nista'. 😊

X'inhu l-iktar ħaġa li tħobb tagħmel biex tikkonnettja ma' ruħek?

Image shows a chunky white and grey tabby cat sleeping on the top of a cat tower. One front paw covering his eyes

Hey! If anyone is in the Houston area could you recommend a place to get haircuts? I'm interested in alternative cuts and fun hair color, I have a lot of hair and I want to get rid of it but I'd like to have suggestions of who to research. (Cat for attention, his name is Porkchop)

Local Advice needed

Hey! Jekk hemm xi ħadd fil-qasam ta' Houston, tista' tirrakkomanda post biex tieħu x-xagħar? Jien interessat f'kuxxin alternattivi u kulur divertenti tax-xagħar, għandi ħafna xagħar u nixtieq inħassarha iżda nixtieq li jkolli suġġerimenti ta' min nista' nistudja. (Kat għall-attenzjoni, ismu Porkchop)

Għandna bżonn parir lokali

This is the first and only copper ring I made... it's double layer.

My first copper ring

Dan huwa r-ring tal-koper l-ewwel u l-uniku li għamilt... huwa b'żewġ saffi.

Ir-ring tiegħi tal-koper l-ewwel

This is coconut oil that was melted(left in the car), then when solid again, it formed these shapes. I thought it was cool, so I took a pic.

What do you see?

Dan huwa żejt tal-kokos li kien imnaddaf (ħalla fil-karozza), imbagħad meta sar solidu mill-ġdid, ffurma dawn il-formi. Ħsibt li kien cool, għalhekk ħadt ritratt.

X'ara?

Just thought I'd share some of my artwork Asé ✨

Chakras in alignment expression

Biss ħsibt li nista' naqsmu xi wħud mill-arti tiegħi Asé ✨

Esprimi l-allinjament tal-Chakras

I am a freelance artist who specialises in printmaking and watercolour.

My recent designs

Jien artist freelance li jispeċjalizza fil-ħolqien ta' stampi u fil-kuluri tal-ilma.

Id-disinji riċenti tiegħi

The imagination is a skill tree might as well unlock them

Some of my crafts

L-immaginazzjoni hija siġra ta' ħiliet li tista' wkoll tiftħilhom

Xi wħud mill-arti tiegħi

I made a small mask out of white clay. All that's left is to color it😊

Mini mask

Ħdimt maska żgħira minn clay abjad. Kull ma fadal hu li niddawwarha😊

Maska żgħira

Martial arts 🥋

Arti marzjali 🥋

Sunburst

Waħda mill-aħħar kreazzjonijiet tiegħi

My recent art work

Il-ħidma tiegħi recenti fl-arti

I never put anything like this together, it plays music as well

Last thing I made

Qatt ma għamilt xi ħaġa bħal din, tilgħab ukoll mużika

L-aħħar ħaġa li għamilt

So I just built my second marble run which runs pretty well

Marble run

Għalhekk jien għamilt it-tieni marble run tiegħi li jaħdem tajjeb ħafna

iPad doodle

doodle tal-iPad

New skill unlocked

Qed nitgħallem xi ħaġa ġdida 🥹🤓

Ħila ġdida miftuħa

Colored on stream

Kullurt fuq il-stream il-ġimgħa li għaddiet

Kullur fuq il-stream

A stuffed duck it's on a hay bale, wearing a vest and bunny ears headband. A cart and field of sunflowers is in the backgroun

He's a work mascot. We do a fortnightly picture of him, to bring a bit of whimsy to people's lives. Here is one of his Easter photos that did not get shared at work this year!

This is Duxton

Huwa mascott tax-xogħol. Nagħmlu ritratt ta' min kull ġimgħa, biex inġibu ftit whimsy fil-ħajjiet tan-nies. Hawnhekk hawn waħda mill-istampi tal-Għid tiegħu li ma ġietx imxandra fix-xogħol din is-sena!

Dan hu Duxton

If you were forced to watch a movie for the rest of your life and you could pick it what would you pick? 🫩

Rest of your life?

Jekk kellek tħossok obbligat li tara film għall-bqija tal-ħajja tiegħek u tista' tagħżel, x'għandek tagħżel? 🫩

Il-bqija tal-ħajja tiegħek?

For a few years been making cat puppets of my own cats and recently started selling comissions as well as other pet tribute items. Including shoes, figures, pins and felted figures!

Cat puppets!

Għal ftit snin qed nagħmel puppets tal-kattini tiegħi stess u reċentement bdejt inbiegħ kommissjonijiet kif ukoll oġġetti oħra ta' tributu għall-annimali. Jinkludi xagħar, figuri, pins u figuri magħmula bil-feltru!

Puppets tal-kattini!

Takie coś wyszło

Ħaġa bħal din ħarġet

My favorite Pokémon 💥☠️
Who is yours?

Toxicroak use Poison Jab!

Il-Pokémon favorit tiegħi 💥☠️
Min hu tiegħek?

Toxicroak juża Poison Jab!

Behind the scenes of left behind.

Wara l-iskeni ta' left behind.

How do you get yourself to let the pain turn into art again?

Blocked

Kif tista' tagħmel biex il-piena ssir arti mill-ġdid?

Imblokkati

I would want to pick the meteor hammer, even if it gives almost no defense, the offense is overwhelming. Not to mention the beauty in the movements and flow of both the weapon and person

If you could learn and master 1 weapon, what would you pick?

Nixtieq nagħżel il-meteor hammer, anki jekk ma jagħti kważi l-ebda difiża, l-offensiva hija overwheling. Mhux biex insemmu l-beauty fil-movimenti u l-fluss ta' kemm l-arma kif ukoll il-persuna

Jekk tista' titgħallem u timmasterja arma waħda, x'għandek tagħżel?

Creativity Is Thy Name

Il-Kreattività Hija l-Isem Tiegħek

I have pretty dangley things so I'm gonna buy some hooks tomorrow. I'll update with the finished installment.

I want something above my bed

Għandi affarijiet sbieħ li jpendu għalhekk se nixtri xi ħwienet għada. Se nħalli aġġornament bil-installazzjoni lesta.

Nixtieq xi ħaġa fuq sodda tiegħi

I had a single picture and idea of a wood burning budget sauna and I made a sketch and built the rest with my mind and tools. And here it is.

Sauna

Kelli ritratt wieħed u idea ta' sauna tal-baġit li tħaddem bil-injam u għamilt sketch u bnijt il-bqija bil-moħħ u l-għodda tiegħi. U hawn hi.

Nothing help makes my day but enjoying some time with my number art painting with a pot of tea to enjoy and some incense.

My diamond by number are hobby I enjoy

Xejn ma jgħin biex jagħmel il-ġurnata tiegħi ħlief li nħossni tajjeb waqt li niddedika ftit ħin għall-pittura tal-arti bil-numru b'kanna ta' tè biex nippjana u xi incense.

Id-dijamante tiegħi bil-numru huwa hobby li nħobb

Sometimes as I wonder about the progress of my personality I reminisce about days outside the 9 to 5. When a child could design. An ugly box on a shelf became a vessel for nerdom. A radioshack when it existed could supply the circuits to create. What age do we abandon by indifference our fire to express.

The Tinkering Tick

Xi drabi meta nħossni dwar il-progress tal-personalità tiegħi niftakar f’ġran li qegħdin barra mill-9 sa 5. Meta tfal setgħu jiddisinjaw. Kaxxa ħażina fuq xkaffa saret vjaġġ għall-nerdom. Radjo shack meta eżisteva setgħet tipprovdi l-kirċits biex toħloq. Liema età naħlu bil-indifferenza n-nar tagħna biex nesprimu.

Il-Tikker Tinkering

Just picked some colors for my bed frame. How do we feel

Paint :3

B'kont għażilt xi kuluri għall-qafas tal-ħarir tiegħi. Kif inħossu?

This is example of what happens when I zone out home alone. Add mood music of choice effects.

What others see vs how I do

Dan huwa eżempju ta' dak li jiġri meta nħossni mitluf waħdi d-dar. Żid il-mużika tal-burdata ta' għażla.

X'jara l-oħrajn vs kif nagħmel jien

I think I like the way elves look but I like gnomes' sense of humor more.

elves or gnomes

Naħseb li jogħġobni kif jidħlu l-elfi iżda jogħġobni aktar is-sens ta' umorism tal-gnomi.

elfi jew gnomi

Miała mi wyjść kratka chyba z koszyczkiem na kwiatki ale coś tu nie gra 🫣

Takie coś zrobione na terapii zajęciowej 🤭

Kellha toħroġli kratka forsi bil-kosħta għall-fjuri imma xi ħaġa hawnhekk ma taħdimx 🫣

Ħaġa bħal din magħmula fit-terapija ta' impjieg 🤭

As above, so below. As within, so without...

Kif hawn, hekk ukoll hawn taħt. Kif ġewwa, hekk ukoll barra...

Here's where it gets weird. 

The Tasmanian Tiger, was an apex predator in Australia, and hunted to extinction by the late 1930s. 

I met my late wife through a personal ad that her mother actually answered... told you it gets weird! Her mother made a date with me, and told her to go.
But she read the ad before she came to see me... and changed my world for 16 years. 

As the sun came up that first morning, we were still on this high from meeting each other. Two professionals in the music biz, who had major label releases of our own. We already knew of each other, but didn’t dream this would happen. I mentioned something about my ad and she said "Tasmanian Tigers". 
I had mentioned them in my ad and she didn't know what they were.

So I showed her a flickering old movie from the late 1930s that showed the last surviving one in a zoo in Australia.
And my thought... that I was the last - how she felt as well... 

So I reprised my original ad... hoping to be that lucky again, as I believe in honoring your departed, to have the best life you can. After all, we've had practice! 

Along with my music, I'm also a romantic. The last of the true and afflicted ones. I know I am not of this world. Not here, at least. I am a Tasmanian Tiger. A thylacine, and I've searched the earth for another... and still am only as one. 

I wasn't always like this, though. My life changed as I saw my mate felled by the new predators that invaded our wood. It's been four winters now and I can still remember the day as I returned to our den and the songbirds that lived above us saw me... my slow gate, my fixed stare... as they stopped singing and were uneasy. 

To this day, they stop as I come back with quarry to share with no one. They are simple creatures, but they live on their intuition... and not just their own, but the thousands of their ancestors that came before, thousands think as one... and their songs are their knowledge which is not learned... but certainly real. 

They've asked me, but they already know... and I know this... it's their way of acknowledging my hurt inside. They see me bringing back my quarry to my den... and see my eyes grow damp. They don't know what that is, and neither do I. 

They are struck by my plaintive yowl. I don't know what it is, either... I don't recognize any of what I do now... it's not something I'm even aware of... but the yowl...hoping against hope that it is answered. Knowing it won't be. All of this land is covered with the simple creatures, SO simple, yet complete... and the whole earth is covered with them... so many as their souls could fill the ocean...but would be so shallow as to scarcely wet my foot pads... 

I don't understand the dampness in my eyes and the disquiet in my heart, when I think of the times past. I never yowled. I yipped, chittered... and made quiet puffs of air to signal my mate... and I still do so, in my dreams. 

The birds told my story to the cranes... and when the cranes came back as the days warmed, they told of a world that was no longer for the thylacine... not a den, nor trace. The watering holes showed not a footpad in the mud... no bones... and the rabbits and shrews were bold... as if they had nothing to fear! And numerous... so numerous as to be diseased and festering carcasses exposed all over... so much that the carrion eaters couldn't even finish them.  

So it would appear that I am alone. And my eyes grow damp as I feel this... and the birds above our den ask me if I am sick, as my eyes are ever damp... I tell them I don't know, as I don't. I truly don't know what is wrong with me. Or this world... That soon I will grow older, stooped as the elders I saw as a kit, and slow... and my teeth will dull and fall out... and then I will lay down my last time. But now my teeth are still sharp, I can take more quarry than ten of my peers... which is why I'm still here and disquiet. I know of nothing else!

But why am I here? My coat is still sleek, my mind and body nimble, as the apex of the hunters. The birds above me paired for life, which is also our way. We are connected in that way... and one day I saw his mate fall... and it distressed me. Much as I think they must feel, now... and saw him out on their branch hopping up and down. It was strange behaviour... and his song... so different. As he did that day and even after the light. It was his way. And he didn't sleep in their nest.  He didn't sleep at all, I believe. Until one day, she arrived. His mate to this day. And I know that is what he thinks I must do. But they are simple.

 I asked him one day if he ever missed his first mate. He looked at me quizically. I tried to ask again, as the one that came before, and he said only that he had always been with his current mate. He believes this. That is his way. I envy him. They cannot conceive of this. 

And they still quiet their song as I return. And they still nuzzle as I walk out of sight, seeing my solitude, feeling complete as they are. And I walk my perimeter, And beyond. Farther every day. Making my plaintive yowl, hoping that it will be answered. And sometimes I lie down and dream... and hope that dreams are not all I will ever have. Or that i awaken and find her there again, as if THIS were the dream, as I had many times before she truly did fall... these always confused me as dreams our life before do now. For what good are dreams in a world where no Thylacine live? And what am I to become that a simple bird pities me? If I didn’t have fondness for them I would gulp them down, not to see that look again. 

Well, my day is nigh, and I must lie down in my den,  again. I push myself beyond my ability every day, and sometimes chew the hemlock leaves, so I don't lie down, but fall... to sleep without pointless dreams... lately of the coming spring and running with my mate by the waters. Yipping, chittering, and nuzzling.

Tasmanian Tiger

Hawnhekk fejn isir stramb. 

It-Tigri Tasmanjani, kienu predaturi ta' fuq fl-Awstralja, u ġew maqbuda sal estinzjoni fl-aħħar tas-snin 1930. 

Iltaqgħt ma' marti l-mewt permezz ta' reklama personali li ommha fil-fatt wieġbet... għidtlek li jsir stramb! Ommha għamlet appuntament miegħi, u qaletilha biex tmur.
Iżda hi qrat ir-reklama qabel ma ġiet biex tara... u bidlet id-dinja tiegħi għal 16-il sena. 

Meta ħarġet ix-xemx dik l-ewwel filgħodu, konna għadna fuq din il-livell minn li laqgħa lil xulxin. Żewġ professjonisti fil-qasam tal-mużika, li kellna rilaxxi ta' label kbir tagħna stess. Diġà konna nafu xulxin, iżda ma dreamjajna li dan se jiġri. Semmejt xi ħaġa dwar ir-reklama tiegħi u hi qalet "Tigri Tasmanjani". 
Semmejtuhom fir-reklama tiegħi u hi ma kinitx taf x'kienu.

Allura wrejthilha film qadim li kien jixgħel minn l-aħħar tas-snin 1930 li wera l-aħħar waħda li baqgħet ħajja f'zoos fl-Awstralja.
U ħsibt... li jien l-aħħar - kif hi ħassitha wkoll... 

Allura rritornajt lir-reklama oriġinali tiegħi... nittama li nkun daqstant fortunate mill-ġdid, peress li nemmen li għandek tħares 'il quddiem għal dawk li m'għadhomx, biex ikollok l-aħjar ħajja li tista'. Wara kollox, diġà kellna prattika! 

Flimkien mal-mużika tiegħi, jien ukoll romantiku. L-aħħar ta' dawk veru u afflitti. Naf li jien mhux minn din id-dinja. Mhux hawn, mill-inqas. Jien Tigra Tasmanjana. Thylacine, u sirt infittex l-art għal oħra... u għadni waħda biss. 

Ma kontx dejjem hekk, madankollu. Ħajti nbidlet meta rajt il-kumpan tiegħi maqtul mill-ġdid predaturi li invadew il-foresti tagħna. Għaddew erba' xhur issa u nista' niftakar għad-dat li rritornajt fid-dar tagħna u l-għasafar li kienu jgħixu fuqna rawni... il-pass tiegħi bil-mod, il-ħarsa tiegħi fissa... hekk kif waqfu jsingħu u kienu inkwetati. 

Sino sa llum, waqfu hekk kif niġi lura bil-qabda biex naqsmha ma' ħadd. Huma kreaturi sempliċi, iżda jgħixu fuq l-intuwizzjoni tagħhom... u mhux biss tagħhom, iżda l-eluf ta' ancestors tagħhom li ġew qabel, eluf jaħsbu bħala wieħed... u l-kanzunetti tagħhom huma l-għarfien tagħhom li mhux imħarreġ... iżda ċertament reali. 

Huma staqsewni, iżda diġà jafu... u jien naf dan... huwa l-mod tagħhom ta' rikonoxximent tal-ġrieħi tiegħi ġewwa. Huma jarawni nġib lura l-qabda tiegħi fid-dar... u jaraw l-għajnejn tiegħi jsiru umdi. Huma ma jafux x'inhu, u lanqas jien. 

Huma jħossu l-yowl tiegħi li juri l-ġieħ. Ma naf x'inhu, lanqas... ma nirrimarka x'nixtieq nagħmel issa... mhuwiex xi ħaġa li jien anke nafu... iżda l-yowl... nittama li jkun imwieġeb. Naħsbu li ma jkunx. Dan il-pajjiż kollu huwa kopert bil-kreaturi sempliċi, DAQSTANT sempliċi, iżda kompluti... u l-art kollha hija koperta bihom... tant li l-ruħ tagħhom jistgħu jimlew il-baħar... iżda jkunu tant shallows li ma jwettnux il-pads tal-saqajn tiegħi... 

Ma nifhimx l-umdità fl-għajnejn tiegħi u l-inkwiet

Tigri Tasmanjani

I have always had an indescribable urge to create before I had the knowledge and know how now…

Do you luv creating?

Jien dejjem kellek xewqa indeskrizzjoni biex noħloq qabel ma kelli l-għarfien u l-għarfien issa...

Tħobb toħloq?

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Hello, Hi, Hola 👋

X'inhu l-iktar ħaġa li tħobb tagħmel biex tikkonnettja ma' ruħek?

Għandna bżonn parir lokali

Ir-ring tiegħi tal-koper l-ewwel

X'ara?

Esprimi l-allinjament tal-Chakras

Din il-kwotazzjoni hija profondament fonda:

Il-Kreattività Hija Intelliġenza qed igawdu ⚓

Hemm xi raġel waħdieni li jixtieq jafu mniżżel li huma esklussivi/monogami ta' tip ta' dħul. Ibgħat messaġġ. Jekk ma tistax tibgħat messaġġ, ikteb kumment

Hawnhekk qed inħossni tajjeb li nista' ngħid li jien tajjeb.

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