I grew up in the country and live in a city. I have enjoyed the benefits and put up with the inconveniences of both rural and urban life and in the end, I choose the city. Still, there are times I miss the country. Listening to some neighbor’s car alarm last night, random noises from vehicles, police alarms and a band practicing loud enough to disturb but too quietly to be enjoyed – I longed for the rhythmic lapping of the waves on the shore with the hum of crickets punctuated by frogs and the laughter of loons. So, I went to the country in SL today – with a romper from Peqe (at the Liaison Collaborative) and a cozy jacket from sheep door that I picked up at Japan Fair.
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I am not basic, neither are you.
“Basic bitch” has become the insult du jour, which under the common usage of “basic” makes the insult and those who use it basic. Would that make it basic squared? Lots of insults come and go, but this one strikes me as particularly malignant and shallow.
An Easter Beach Day Without My Butt
I couldn’t decide what to do this Easter with my pixel self so I slipped into this crazy bikini from The Plastik and headed out into the surf. I saved these crazy knitted swim tubes from Ray Skin for years. I forgot how hilariously awesome they are.
When you can’t cam around freely, and you have to move slowly from one thing to the next in SL bcse you’ll crash, you tend to get SO focused (I do anyway) that you can miss things. for instance I was set on taking some cute beach pics. Continue reading
Variety
One of the many blessings of our second lives is the great variety we can enjoy every single day. Not only can we jump from winter to summer to the moon and back, enjoying sims from every continent, but we can enjoy more ordinary variety that is also fulfilling. In our first lives, moving is expensive, time-consuming and hard, hard work. In our second lives, we can move so much more easily. I love the Barnesworth Anubis brownstone released at last month’s Collabor88 and have finally finished moving in and decorating. Here’s a snap in the living room with the big bookcases that sandwich the fireplace. Just because it is a 19th century building, I did not feel a need for traditional decor – so it’s a bit eclectic.
We also get a unique kind of variety in our clothing. Gizza released adorable pants, shirt and suspenders yesterday and each of the three come with HUDS allowing you to change them even more. So with the first one, for example, the tie, shirt and pants can be red, purple or yellow – or you could choose a monochrome. The second one comes in red and blue and the brown comes in two shades of brown for each of the three pieces.
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Pose Fair Goodies
The Pose Fair starts on the 19th and with tons of designers there you are sure to find something that tickles your fancy. I’m not gonna go into detail about what i’m wearing and stuff, just gonna show you the cool pose props.
From: W. Winx & Flair – Fairy Waterlily Pond For Pose Fair 2014
From: Zipi Poses Mirror for Pose Fair 2014
From: [PuppetPoses] Cabaret Club Stage for Pose Fair 2014
From: [KoKoLoReS] Kiss me bubble for Pose Fair
Stay Tuned for Round Two.
This moment yearning
THIS moment yearning and thoughtful sitting alone,
It seems to me there are other men in other lands
It seems to me I can look over and behold them in
Or far, far away, in China, or in Russia or Japan,
And it seems to me if I could know those men I should
O I know we should be brethren and lovers,
I know I should be happy with them.
Brownstones
This was our first apartment and my roommate and I had almost no furniture which lent itself to great parties since we never had to worry that something would get broken. We also had a closet that was about 4 feet wide and 28 feet long (Yes, 28! It was like a cave and we needed a flashlight to see at the far end.) – long enough that when we had a party we could put every single breakable thing in storage. We would rent a keg and stick in a bed of ice in the tub and invite all the neighbors so no one would complain about the noise. We also invited the landlord, knowing he would not come under the assumption that if someone complained he would think – how bad could it be, they invited me? That was our strategy and it worked.
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I got me to Japan Fair
After Gidge’s said Get Thee To Japan Fair the other day, I knew I better head over to Japan Fair as soon as possible. Japan Fair is raising money for ShelterBox a charity that helps people who are displaced whether by natural disasters or the manmade disaster of political violence providing them with a box containing emergency supplies necessary for survival. They do amazing work all around the world and deserve your support.
However, there’s ample reason to go in addition to supporting ShelterBox. These boots, for example, are reason enough for a trip to the fair. From Coco, you can wear them with or without socks. They come in several colors but given it’s springtime, I opted for the lovely blue.
Art and Teaching
I sometimes joke that my love of art began while playing Masterpiece, the art auction board game. But, that was purely superficial. My lifelong deep appreciation for art came from my art teacher.You can also check out Teacherhow.com to avail the best teaching classes. I actually had two art teachers, a husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. S. She taught 7th and 8th grade art and he taught 9th-12th. Since our entire class took art in 7th & 8th grade, her classes were larger and much more basic. She was a good teacher and I liked her, but her husband was a great teacher, a master teacher and I loved him. Not only did I learn a lot about art from him, but I also learned about teaching and humanity.
He was a preternaturally calm teacher, steering his way through life on such an even keel that even a hurricane could not twist him about. He may have grown up on a farm and taught in a small farming town and lived on a farm himself, but he brought an urbane sophistication to life – sharing with us his appreciation of modern culture, music, books, movies and artists that were often unheard of. He was active in the community, persuading the town council to fund a city-owned art gallery that brought art into our town. Imagine a town of 1400 people with an arts center with revolving exhibitions, musical theatre, art classes, writing workshops, music lessons and even a recording studio all funded by the city and the grants that he helped pursue. During these years of retrenchment and austerity, that such a small town continues to support the arts – well, if only there were more teachers like him in towns across America.
The thing about Mr. S was that he encouraged us to draw outside the lines, but not just on paper. As he saw it, the rules were there as a guide – to make sure we rubbed along comfortably in life, but that they were not a limit. That when it made sense and it was worth it, it was okay to break the rules and that sometimes the rules needed to be broken. Civil disobedience was, in his eyes, was drawing outside the lines to realize a better world just as drawing outside the lines often realizes a better painting.
Get Thee To Japan Fair
I was scrolling through my PLURK feed early yesterday morning and caught “JAPAN FAIR” from one of the blog aggregators that I added recently. That sounded like sometihing I couldn’t miss so I changed my blogging plans and decided to find this. The blog post they listed didn’t give a slurl and I couldn’t find it in search.
God Bless Dr Google.
For all the info here is the blog. And because I’m awesome here is the SLURL. Continue reading