Showing posts with label second life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label second life. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

a postcard in RL from SL

today i got a postcard from second life ... well I really did, from my friend in there Wings Ares, she's quiet a stunner and she has visited LeMusiqueFire and wanted to share that with me... its not everyday a postcard arrives from the virtual world, with a nice note as well... something worth sketching and as i began I realised that I more clearly understood what it was about SL (Second Life) and all the glamor that had previously distressed me ... it is so super real in overwhelming detail but at the same time spooky and way to difficult to sketch ... I had the urge to simplify, just take in the mood and romance of the place... leave out the detail...and soon i realized an ultra-reality virtual world doesn't need an artist... well a human one ...the computers can do all that if you have the time and money.. (there is a lot of shopping to do in SL) you can surround yourself with delicious textures and colours and things that are so difficult to collect in RL (Real Life)... but then i realized just as soon that others can create beauty with love, and romance, and relationships ...all I have is some pastels and paper.


That spooky side of of ultra real amination & robots was called the uncanny valley (others now call it scary valley) by japanesse robotic professor Hirishi Ishiguro... for me I guess I was scared by it and yearn for that softer more primal exotic notion that drove gauguin to the pacific and glorious colour!

Saturday, April 21, 2007

something nothing



is it just me or is second life really the web 2.0 incarnation of the B ark (hitch hikers guide to galaxy fans will know what i mean)? its an interesting concept and is at its center a just a game ... but how obsessed are the airheads inside their ... such conspicuous spending on nothing, (or more precisely something-nothing) ... where are the real bohemians, the creative folk, the intelligencia ... the self obsessed inhabitants inside are all supposed to be the smartest people around ... not the one's i have meet... where did that myth come from, they just seek fame and instant celebrity... then again i decided to be poor ... which translated into being totally ignored ... ok I'm a little older and a little wiser, and no damage done to my wallet, and I can get on with my life ... enjoy the journey without me, second lifers ... i know what happened to the golgafrinchans





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