Monday, June 6, 2011


I've done stereograph sl, and even produced some reduced photos from it. One problem is that SL's models show up the limitations of the av.

Some how there is a lesson here

I think the word "legacy" is right. Some noxious, dull, large, task needs to be done, and no one wants to do it.

So everyone suffers from the 4096 bug and the 10k vanity.

Four Bars From Symphony in C

A clattering clash out of key, and my feet must move to it.
An arabesque penchee is grindstone that wheels me about,
counterpoise, and upon a bridge to beauty,
to become a machine for dancing.

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Another nightfall

I have been looking forward to the coming of meshes for a long time, because prims, really, are parametric horrors that limit our creativity. But I've found in these waning days that there are some virtues to their limitations and the things that have been done with them show that the unexpected delights of pain in art are not to be completely neglected. The new world, like the world of clothes post-sculptie, will be better.

Much, much, much. If LL is too sloppy to make it work, then at least it is a glimpse of virtual world future, where "world class" to use a phrase which I think is destined for laugh lines, design can be almost instantly introduced. But it is also an end to the gifted amateur, because, as has already happened, you can't make in SL, which means you make as your rl self, and then push into a back world. The gift of prims was that you could be your other self while making, and develop an artistic personality that suited the limits. I've set up some of my old things, and perhaps people will drop by and see some of the raw power of what old prims could do, before setting off to remake everything. In about a year or so it will be time to take all of this down, dump it someplace in a corner, and let it gather that digital dust that time provides.

Oh yes, if you are inclined to visit, here is the slurl which is my open studio. If you run into me, I might be changing clothes or some such, and that's the hazard of walking in on the artist working. Or you might get whacked by something flying. Just so you know.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

There is a meaning

After a bit over a year of being hard at work paying back student loans and generally proving to the world that I am not purely a pizza addicted graduate student, it seems as if there should be some meaning to my life other than adjudicating between very very wealthy people who deserves more money.

I'm just not sure there are shoes in it.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Lady Gear

Monday, May 16, 2011

Sometimes I am here... Sometimes I am not

A short post to keep the blog alive, no more than that really. My rl is doing well, and as a result sl has faded into the back drop. I hope everything is well in all your worlds.

The cave of night our journey's mend,
with dreams that some how cease to portend their meaning
within pretension's gossamer grasp,
the flight that was or past, now entangled,
in that the web of perception's light illusion.
Now feigning interest in the play,
that conscience's king has crowned again,
wish wallow in our wonder delights.