......and so it began.
That was exactly 2 years ago today.
There have been the usual hiccups, the normal things, but we talk – carefully, attentively and with care and mutual respect – it works, it’s still working and I’m very very happy.
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
Saturday, 4 June 2011
Inventory Battles....
I believe that we ultimately bring our R/L character traits into S/L - it's only a matter of time.
In R/L I aspire to being the kind of person that can live a clutter-free life in a streamlined, stripped boards and white walls kind of style, the reality is significantly different in that I am surrounded by "stuff" that, although part of me would love to be shot of, I am hard-wired into acquiring and keeping more of.
At least on S/L it is all listed in an inventory, nothing hides under the bed or in the back of cupboards!.
My latest attack goes like this.....
Stuff I have rezzed and like and use goes into various sub-folders under the heading "AA Sorted" (yes, the whole lot is alpha-sorted) with my core essentials (hair, skin, eyes, AO etc) in their own folder.
This method has served me well for the stuff I use often but there is an ever-increasing pile of "also-rans" that I trip over every time I try to look in the wardrobe.
My latest attempt to deal with this is the boxes-in-the-attic method - create a box, slide all the assortedcrap stuff into it's contents, label the box (now 1 prim) - great for the "don't use it, don't want to bin it" stuff.
I've been working on this, today I needed a new box - I gave up sorting and did a huge and satisfying sweep into my latest box...."Random shit I never look at"
In R/L I aspire to being the kind of person that can live a clutter-free life in a streamlined, stripped boards and white walls kind of style, the reality is significantly different in that I am surrounded by "stuff" that, although part of me would love to be shot of, I am hard-wired into acquiring and keeping more of.
At least on S/L it is all listed in an inventory, nothing hides under the bed or in the back of cupboards!.
My latest attack goes like this.....
This method has served me well for the stuff I use often but there is an ever-increasing pile of "also-rans" that I trip over every time I try to look in the wardrobe.
My latest attempt to deal with this is the boxes-in-the-attic method - create a box, slide all the assorted
I've been working on this, today I needed a new box - I gave up sorting and did a huge and satisfying sweep into my latest box...."Random shit I never look at"
Thursday, 26 May 2011
This Blogging Thing....
Blogging - it's a very bit catch-all term to cover what is really a variety of types of writing, ranging from the personal diarist who finds the internet a convenient place to base it, through those who love to write, to those that are very newsy and information based.
There are of course others, the self-publicist, the campaigner, those that just need to get something off their chest or shape some thoughts. The ones I read are a mixture and I seek out different ones according to my mood.
I was reading someone's the other day and it made me think about what motivates us to write. I've never been a diarist (beyond the coded shorthand of a teenage life) and until about 5 years back would have clearly said that I don't like writing - it was about that time that I found I had a poem or two in me and my approach to writing started to change (funnily enough, filling the gap left by earlier creative forms of expression that I had allowed to lapse).
I started this (well in it's other form) 16 months ago. I like taking pictures on second life and there were some I wanted to share. A friend mentioned Bletaverse to me and I began what was mainly a photoblog. I've noticed though that the words are taking over - it's interesting to stand and observe changes in yourself.
So why do I write?.....and therefore, who do I write for?
I think I need to approach that the other way round.
I write for me. if I'm not in the mood, I don't do it and if I'm feeling a bit late-night-reflective, then maybe I do - that's it.
I know some writers cast their words to the winds with not a thought or care who reads it, whereas although I write for me, I do it in the knowledge that others may well read it, but not on the assumption that anyone will. This, and my character, influence what I might say, just in the same way that I will speak my mind in one way 1-1 to a close friend, but decency and good manners dictate that if I were on a crowded bus with the same friend, I'd do it differently.
Publish and be damned may be fine if you are the Duke of Wellington but for me, I prefer to keep some things private.
The internet is the crowded bus - you never know who is on it. Probably a handful of anonymous strangers, some of whom may be reasonable people, maybe with a sprinkling of people you casually know - who knows!
Once it's out there......
There are of course others, the self-publicist, the campaigner, those that just need to get something off their chest or shape some thoughts. The ones I read are a mixture and I seek out different ones according to my mood.
I was reading someone's the other day and it made me think about what motivates us to write. I've never been a diarist (beyond the coded shorthand of a teenage life) and until about 5 years back would have clearly said that I don't like writing - it was about that time that I found I had a poem or two in me and my approach to writing started to change (funnily enough, filling the gap left by earlier creative forms of expression that I had allowed to lapse).
I started this (well in it's other form) 16 months ago. I like taking pictures on second life and there were some I wanted to share. A friend mentioned Bletaverse to me and I began what was mainly a photoblog. I've noticed though that the words are taking over - it's interesting to stand and observe changes in yourself.
So why do I write?.....and therefore, who do I write for?
I think I need to approach that the other way round.
I write for me. if I'm not in the mood, I don't do it and if I'm feeling a bit late-night-reflective, then maybe I do - that's it.
I know some writers cast their words to the winds with not a thought or care who reads it, whereas although I write for me, I do it in the knowledge that others may well read it, but not on the assumption that anyone will. This, and my character, influence what I might say, just in the same way that I will speak my mind in one way 1-1 to a close friend, but decency and good manners dictate that if I were on a crowded bus with the same friend, I'd do it differently.
Publish and be damned may be fine if you are the Duke of Wellington but for me, I prefer to keep some things private.
The internet is the crowded bus - you never know who is on it. Probably a handful of anonymous strangers, some of whom may be reasonable people, maybe with a sprinkling of people you casually know - who knows!
Once it's out there......
Tuesday, 24 May 2011
Excited!!!
I've been curious about S/L clothes-making for some time, each time I looked at it, layers in Gimp or Photoshop seemed an insurmountable hurdle - I just couldn't get the concept.
At the weekend I had a chance chat with Cissy (ie we started talking about something else!) who said "It's simple, you just...." - well, suddenly the way she explained it, it made sense and the clouds parted.
Apart from a genuine curiosity I wanted to make something for Bramble that I knew I'd be unable to buy.
His football team is NOT one of the ones you see things for all over the place and I wanted to make him a shirt and wanted him to have it in good time for their very big match this coming Sunday.
Definitely woman-on-a-mission!
New projects take you new places and although Cissy's advice really helped me get the hang of the texture stages, I'd failed to realise I'd need a prim collar. Doh! I hadn't a clue where to get one or even what to put in a search! Thanks Shauna for chatting through that one.
The finished product was presented last night, I know it's far from perfect but it got a great reception and that, and the sense of personal achievement, gave me a huge buzz.
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