The seasons are changing in Second Life! Here is a glimpse of my wee home all ready for the winter months. When I get irritated by the news — which is often, these days — I spend some downtime wandering through a virtual world. Not … Continue reading Day 346 of Project 365: Silent night.
This slow-cooker Thai curry recipe turned out great. Now I have lunches for half the week, too. It’s gluten-free but not vegetarian; I think it could be made vegetarian with a bit more eggplant and sweet potato instead of the chicken, plus a proper substitute … Continue reading Day 283 of Project 365: Slow-cooker curry.
I love autumn in all realities, but until virtual reality can deliver the faintly sweet smell of fallen leaves or their satisfying crunch underfoot, there’s no comparison. Still, it’s picturesque there, and I like to visit. Credits (vaguely left-to-right): Studio Skye – Enchanted Woods v2 – 4 … Continue reading Day 272 of Project 365: Autumn in Second Life.
Sometimes you sit at home in a world that only exists in a collective imagination. (Credits below.) Sometimes you go out into the real world and inhabit what a joyful fever-dream of a Kevin Costner-obsessed, seven-foot-tall clown who will never speak, only sing and grunt … Continue reading Days 253-259 of Project 365: Myriad mundanities.
NaNoWriMo took much more out of me, creatively, than I expected. Every day this week I have attempted to compose a complete Holidailies entry and failed. But it isn’t all NaNoWriMo’s fault. I’ve been battling the dreaded lurgy since the last week of November, and now this part of the world has been plunged into perpetual twilight.
All right, so it’s nothing so dramatic. But on the greyer days, the sky never lightens completely, and “daytime” is around nine in the morning to three in the afternoon. It can feel rather bleak. Add to that the blustery weather, which has been providing my subconscious with a fun soundscape, especially what sounds like a cut-rate radio drama generic ghost sound wandering the halls with a “whoooooOOOOOOOoooooo!” in the middle of the night.
So what’s a sick, sleep-deprived, creatively-stagnant, FunkyPlaid-missing swan to do?
You’re right. Touring spooky castles in virtual reality is a spectacular idea.
DRD’s Mystic Bastion is more than an astounding homage to the Beast’s castle from “Beauty and the Beast”. This castle and all of its furnishings are gacha prizes. If you aren’t familiar with gacha, picture those vending machines containing little plastic toys that can be won for a coin. In Second Life, this method of winning random prizes has become a bit of a phenomenon. The end result is elaborate sets like this one.
For a brief moment, I played gacha machines in Second Life. I stopped because it hits me square in that crazy “collector” place in my brain I try to avoid, the one that says I have to have complete sets of anything I aim to collect. So although I don’t partake anymore, I do enjoy seeing the result of healthy creative competition, especially when the end result is a gigantic castle.
So in the half-darkness, I creep around the creations of others and try to kickstart my own inspiration.
I’m not a fan of fairytales, but I sure do appreciate a gorgeous library.
Photo credits: my own raw snaps from Second Life. Click through each pic for creator credits.
Outside, the end-of-festival fireworks are sounding. Inside, and then again inside a home inside a virtual world, the end of summer draws near as well. That is, if you adhere to the symbolism of seasons in a place where they do not have to exist … Continue reading The end of summer.
I smile, of course, And go on drinking tea. “Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall My buried life, and Paris in the Spring, I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world To be wonderful and youthful, after all.” — from T.S. Eliot’s … Continue reading Portrait of a lady.
There’s no escaping the fact that we’re all fragile bags of meat. Today my immune system bottomed out. This happens more frequently than I would like, and when it does, there is not much to do but wait it out with rest and lots of water.
Occasionally when this happens I like to set aside the bag of meat for a little while and pretend I am hale and hearty and having adventures. Second Life lets me experience things like virtual ice-skating in a remote winter wonderland instead of just sitting at home, feeling miserable, with the wind blowing hard outside. I am grateful.
It is very important for me to maintain my spirits when I get ill. I too easily fall into the trap of feeling guilty, upset, depressed, or otherwise disappointed in myself for being sick, which is pointless and stupid but I do it anyway. This only prolongs the recovery period. Sometimes a frivolous distraction is exactly what I need to recalibrate.
Tomorrow I will jump on that ever-growing pile of emails. Tonight I’ll skate, leaving faint traces on virtual ice in an invisible world.
Writing from: bed, with the electric blanket cranked up to 11. Listening to: “A Self Called Nowhere” by They Might Be Giants.
This morning I got all worked up about an email on my school’s listserv about how social networks don’t really build community online. I was properly fuming over it … and it wasn’t even 9am. It did not bode well for the rest of my Saturday.
So I made a decision not to think about anything school- or work-related all day today.
Here is a snap of Lou and me after the game, enjoying our “non-existent” online community.
For decades now, I have spent time connecting with people online. Some of my closest friendships are with people I rarely, if ever, see in person. It no longer seems strange to me, but I understand how it could seem strange to others. I value online and offline friendships for different reasons, and am very fortunate to have the benefits of both.
There is so much loveliness in Second Life, but I have a pretty specific aesthetic. I have grown so attached to my mohawk that other hairstyles just don’t look right to me anymore.
But when Miss Shippe released her Weep for the World makeup, I had to mix it up a bit.