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#mayformakers2021 Day31→Meet of the month This

#mayformakers2021
Day31→Meet of the month

This is where I came up with my month-long text.
It's the break area of my full time job.
I've used this past May to make a long, long introduction to myself.
Those of you who are participating, and those who are not.
Thank you very much for taking the time to read my post.

It is a pleasure to be able to write a text on a different topic every day.
Of course, after I posted, there were many things I wanted to revise, but in the end I'm glad I was able to complete it.

I'll re-edit what I wrote, andI think that I will try to place it in my website.

By participating in this mayformakers, I have made many friends I want to meet all over the world.
I pray that the world will soon be at peace, that restrictions on travel will be eased, and that one day we will be able to see each other.
In the meantime, I wish you all good health.
Thank you so much for the past month.

Much love to the Priscilla & Luke!!
@plsmithed

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@andtheymake

#mayformakers2021 Day30→Current view My current

#mayformakers2021
Day30→Current view
My current activity is to make miniature prototypes out of aluminum material with my emergency bending machine.
I will introduce some of them.
Aluminum is a very difficult and delicate material to work with.
It needs to be 'pushed and pulled' at the same time to get good results.
I designed the tape dispenser by stripping away everything.

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@andtheymake

#mayformakers2021 DAY29→Collaboration In my cou

#mayformakers2021
DAY29→Collaboration
In my country, it is generally abbreviated as 'COLLABO' and used like a snack that you unconsciously put in your mouth while watching TV.
In other words, it's a word that some people like to use while some people hate it.
My idea is very simple, as you can see in today's picture, I always leave the door open.
But before I can do that, I have to grow more as a maker myself.

I collaborated with a famous manufacturer in my dream.
I made a serious mistake, and they were very angry with me.
That's when I woke up.
My pajamas were soaked with sweat.

So the door is open, but it is locked by the door chain.
Anyway, I'm trying to stay humble, but I also write crazy scripts.

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@andtheymake

Day28→Not yet explored Sewerage Table I've been

Day28→Not yet explored
Sewerage Table

I've been writing about the location of my workshops and the origins of my inspiration here at #mayformaker2021.

'What is beautiful is still beautiful.
Dirty is still dirty.
But
The beautiful is dirty.
And what is dirty is beautiful.'

This is me.

I have already bought the materials.
I want to make a Sewage Table a.k.a River Table.

The following is the text I was originally going to post.
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Last year '#mayformakers' had the same topic.
I wrote about my longing for forge.
A year passed and I was convinced that it would never be possible for safety reasons in my workshop.
So I'm going to lower the bar a bit on that dream to 'something I want to do at least once before I die'.

If the time ever comes, I want to take this little anvil that I use all the time, throw it into a coal pit, heat it up until it's red hot, and then mindlessly pound it to make just a meaningless lump of steel.
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Resin was a material I wanted to try.
However, although I had bought it, I hadn't used it for a long time.
The reason was that I had a rebellious spirit.

The past month has given me a renewed sense of the "Total" me.
Finally, I started the engine of the "Boat" that would take me through the dark sewage.

....Total......Boat...??

＠totalboat
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#mayformakers2021 Day27→Aspirations 1000 subscri

#mayformakers2021
Day27→Aspirations
1000 subscribers.

I am running towards this goal.
My bloated head is like a hard disk that has run out of heat.
It's filled with the word "impatience".
It's not very healthy, is it?
But I am determined.
Today, I will transform myself into a bear.
The bear is bare of fighting spirit.ʕ`•ᴥ•´ʔ
I definitely want to get it done and move on to the next phase of my life as a Maker.

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@andtheymake

#mayformakers2021 Day26 lockdown learning My pers

#mayformakers2021
Day26 lockdown learning

My personal feeling in my country, where I can't see the 'va' word of vaccination, is the feeling of living the second round of 2020.
Of course, it is now 2021, and there is no such thing as '2020.5' or '2020 Part 2'. I have indeed grown one year older. And I'm one year closer to being an old man.

Today is a total lunar eclipse.
In our language, it is written "eat the moon.
How is it in your area?

Eat the moon.
The extraordinary eats the ordinary.

Now, assume that the viewpoint is above my head.

I get up in the morning, boil the water. and go straight to the bathroom.
The water comes to a boil.
I brew coffee.

Drizzle honey boldly on the bread.
I unconsciously eat the bread while watching the debate that was going on on Twitter while I was sleeping.
When the cup is running low, I have a bowel movement, drink it up, and go into the bathroom again.
I planned out my work schedule for the day and tore off a roll of toilet paper.
Then I flushed the toilet and opened the door.

Then, the scene turns dark.
Then the scene switches to a scene where I am running alongside a streetcar.
My clothes are all black. The socks I chose that day were white. Rather than choosing them, I picked them up randomly in the dark room because it was still before dawn and the socks were white.

A song by Miles came on the radio, which I was listening to with earphones.
The sound of trumpets echoed in my ears.
I pedaled on, thinking that I would adjust the volume when I stopped at the next traffic light.
Luckily, the stop light did not turn red all the way to my destination.

This is the 'extraordinary' of the today.

When I was waiting on the sidewalk, an old lady suddenly sat down on the back of my bike and said, "Let me take a break ok?",
The old man who bought the wrong juice from the drink vending machine with the raffle function threw me a strange eye contact,
The story of how I cried with the cashier at the grocery.

This kind of thing is routine.

Which one is real.
Both are real.
Now the earth is eating the moon.
Which is the ordinary?
Both are extraordinary.

This is what I learned by lockdown.
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@andtheymake