Friday, September 16, 2016

Eternal Clockmaker





suit - Gabriel
hair - Ink
beard - Ink (heavily modified)
glasses - Contraption
necklace - Empyrean Forge
breathing assistance - RC Cluster

doves - anc

clocks: 7 emporium, LISP, chronokit, Atelier Visconti, Kunst, junk, Contraption, Zerkalo, ililo, Alouette, floorplan, Boogers, Bazar, Nomad, Sway's, lame, 8f8, Fancy Decor, Scarlet Creative, Pixel Mode



This picture is currently being shown at the Blithe Gallery. There are so many wonderful artists being shown this month, my silly picture looks out of place! When you go, you can get a HUD to wear to make it a multimedia experience. The HUD tells the artist's thoughts on the picture, and some music to go along with it. I am very proud to have my picture shown!

Family Portrait

Whoops!

Wilmur and Edith - Summer, 2016

Wilmur
Suit: Deadwool
Ring: Paper Couture
Pipe: Kauna
Inhaler: RC Cluster
Glasses: Wrigglesworth
Hair/Beard: Ink

Edith
Dress: Donna Flora
Rings: Paper Couture
Necklace: Paper Couture
Hair: Bliss
Hat: Boudoir
Glasses: Deco

Chair: Atelier Kreslo: The Secret Store x Flowey / Princess Chair White

Catching up: Serenade

Wilmur enjoys practicing to serenade. This way, if he's ever out and about and sees a pretty lady, he can feel comfortable whipping out his tuba or ukulele and wooing her with wonder.

The Trace



Nusquam


L2 Studio



Schultz Bros.



The Yorkshire Moors


Every now and then I come along to add some excitement.

Devil's Point


Thursday, March 26, 2015

After it happened, no one believed her.


Shaken and awed, Finna was easy prey to the officials who came to find out what had happened. They asked her questions both simple and profound, but when she answered as truthfully as she could, they did not really listen.

 “Childish,” they called her, pointing to her homemade cape and teddy bear. “How can we believe one so small about something so big.”

They took her words and pulled at them, twisted them to and fro, until the reality of her account was distorted enough to fit into what they had wanted to believe all along.

“Three eyed cats, she says. Hrumph! It was nothing but a trick of cloud and sun.”

“Perhaps it was a meteor.”

“A streetlamp blew. Yes, that's what it was. Taxpayer money down the drain.”

Too scared to have the courage to believe in something beyond their comprehension, they served her with sneers and accusation, daring her to defy their rationality and eager to distance themselves from the truth in her eyes.

“Childish. Absurd. What do we do with her now?

“Who does she belong to?”

“A ward.”

“A ward on taxpayer money.”

“Her guardian does not want her anymore. Says the child gives her the creeps. Even before this latest incident, her head was always in the clouds…”

“Always dreaming up fancies…”

“Nothing to better the public, a waste to the taxpayer…”

“What shall we do with her?”

“What shall we do with her lies and fancies?”

“What shall we do?”


Friday, February 27, 2015

When it happened, everyone but Finna ran.


It wasn't too surprising, seeing how everybody in that town had been runnin' for years - even if they were just standing still. Don't have to be moving to be running away from something. It's one thing to give up on yourself, sigh without even the energy to throw your hands up in surrender, lay down on the sofa and just watch the clock tick away. It's another thing to give up on the world itself. Give up on your neighbors and your town, let them fall to disrepair and slum. There were no jobs, no opportunities or services - no one with any power or willingness to hear, let alone fix, any complaint.

So it wasn't a shock that when it happened, right in the middle of the day, at the time when every other city in the world was busy with commerce and bustle, the only soul outside in this town was little Finna Melune.

She'd been running up the street, her homemade cape flapping behind her. She'd filled her lungs with dusty air and made the sounds of her imagination echo off the tall stone walls of her prison. Even a stumble and tumble, a scraped knee and pebbled hands did not stop her. No, the fall wasn't what finally made Finna stop her stampede. The light did that. The light is what made her stop and stare, pointing to the sky.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

Fly to peace


My best friend and I came to SL when he got sick and couldn't leave the house. It was to give him a chance to be able to interact with people and dance and run and all of that. He had a lot of fun in SL, and it comforted me to see it. After he passed away, I slept for a couple months, and then remembered the promise I had made to him - to not give up. To make myself smile again... laugh again. Edith was born from this promise.

I'd adored Donna Flora clothing from my 'normal' avatar, and the styles fit this old diva so well. I worried, when I first started the dame, if I would offend creators. Edith is rather satirical... a sort of anti-fashionista. I worried creators would see this outlandish avatar with an 'unseemly' shape cowing around in their clothing and be annoyed, thinking I was making fun of their work. One day I took a chance and introduced myself to Squinternet and asked her opinion: would she be offended to see her wonderful creations on a less than modelesque avatar? She popped right down to see me and told me she loved it. That's when our friendship started. She was my earliest cheerleader in what I did with this little old lady, and her reassurance gave me the confidence to keep doing it.

Soon she was sending me things she was working on, just to see what it would look like on Edith. She loved creating, and loved talking about what she was doing. Sometimes, when certain components wouldn't work with Edith's curves, Squinternet would even remake them to fit her. In turn, I sent her 'post cards' of Edith doing silly things in her clothing. If you look over my stuff you will see a large percentage of things Edith wears is Donna Flora. Several of my dame stories were inspired from Squinternet's clothing alone. Like the time I put on her Marchessa outfit and immediately thought: all I need now is a gun or two and I'm a super diva spy! Edith has made me laugh so much, thanks in no small part to Squinternet's support and creativity, and thus my promise to my friend was fulfilled.

I've struggled with what to say about Squinternet's journey. Everything I've attempted to say just seems inadequate. It hits close to home for me, too, as I am going through something similar right now. The Dame takes a lot of energy, and that is something in short supply these days. Squinternet has been in my thoughts so much though - her strength lending a boost when mine falters. How can I sit down when Giulia charged ahead? Even now, with the sad news of her passing, I find myself at a loss for words, and the ones I write here aren't enough.

This wonderful lady was one of the most gracious people I met in SecondLife. I feel very lucky to have known her, even a little. I know that I am far from alone in my warm thoughts and memories of her, and in my sadness of her passing. I'm a speck on a beach full of sand, just one of so many she touched and who love her. She matters in this world - both virtual and real - and thus she will always be here.



Crane Pose: Vespertine
Everything else: Donna Flora

Friday, August 9, 2013

Sing Me A Tune


Oh, Merry Minstrel, sing me a tune, 
tell me all of my one true love's boon.
Will he be handsome, gentle and sweet?
With riches and honor, a man of great feat?


Listen, Fair Maiden, and I'll tell you true,
Your true love is here now, right inside you.
Earn your own riches and always be kind,
look nowhere but in you to e'r be defined.

~~~~~~~~~~

This great outfit Wilmur wears is currently selling at a discounted price at the We <3 Roleplay event. The nice rich gray color is exclusive to this event. It's so very well made, and is complete with boots and an optional cloak. Surely made from cured wild boar skin, it is sturdy enough to hold up against all adventurer worries - from bear to brigand! Wilmur is also wearing Tee*fy's Elizabeth hair, now out at Collabor88's birthday event! It's supposed to be for girls, but Wilmur wears it well as a man from long ago. Wilmur can MAN-UP anything!

The instrument Wilmur is playing is called an Archlute, and I picked it up at Mikki Mile's Modern and Medieval Musical Instruments. I wanted something bard-like, and saw these instruments on Marketplace. It said there were demos in-world, and so I went to check them out. It is an amazing shop, and SO much fun. I spent at least an hour or so just trying all of the instruments. Mikki Mile has everything from fiddles to guitars, harps, lutes, bugles, bagpipes, and so many different types of guitars - both old and new. He even has a couple hurdy gurdies there! 

If you like music, consider stopping by just to try the demos! The demo system lets you really try the instrument out - you can hear all the tunes and sample the great animations that are built inside the instruments. There are even expansion sets for most instruments, allowing you to very easily add songs to your repertoire. I bought quite a few instruments - I just couldn't help myself! Do not be surprised to find Wilmur having a one man bagpipe parade somewhere on the grid soon!



On Wilmur:
Hair: Tee*fy (Azure Electricteeth) - Elizabeth - Collabor88
Outfit: Fateplay (Damien Fate) - Feredir - Mountain - We <3 Roleplay

On Madiene:
Dress: Elvenbreath (Selina Forder) - Racalla - We <3 Roleplay (You can't see it from this picture but trust me - it's gorgeous!)
Hair: Elikatira (Elikapeka Tiramisu) - Abbey

Picnic set: Aisling (Druunah Esharham) - Picnic Time
Tree: god (Kayle Matzerath) - Old Tress
Birds: HPMD (Sasaya Kayo)