The generous Four Yip has been so kind as to let me borrow a piece of land from her. There, I’ve built a small shack, and it’ll soon be filled with some of the houses and other things I’ve made. More information will follow when everything gets a bit more organized.
One of my best friends in Second Life, Cat Carfagno, is not only a very nice person – she’s also a brilliant designer of furniture and flowers and plants. When we met, she had a few small shops, but they sadly disappeared due to this and that.
But now I’m happy to say that CC has got a big shop of her own, and it’s definitely the place if you’re looking for some high class couches, chairs, tables, beach furniture, plants, flowers, fruit, and, um, a sausage. CC’s trademark is simplicity paired with elegance and taste.
Do yourself a favour, and visit Construct on this slurl. Wonderful for both shopping and getting inspired.
I went to the shop Happy Mood here the other day to buy some birds I’d seen at another sim – how cute they are ^_^ They’re neither expensive nor primmy, and they’re even copy, which means you can have a whole flock of birds on your porch if you’d like. I go for three, though, as Bob Marley did. And they chirp!
I don’t really intend this blog to only be about me and my photo exhibitions, but: I really want to say a heartfelt thanks to everyone that came to Camera Obscura last night and made it yet another fun vernissage. It really wouldn’t be the same to host an opening if no one came.
At the picture above, yours truly is speaking to one of her heroes (but also friends), the SL architect DB Bailey. Eva, Loup, Cienega, Gina, Tina, Seik, Milla, Roxelo, Nena, Pompelle, Mescaline, Velazquez, Josina, and everyone I met for the first time: So great seeing you all :-)
Now we’ve finally managed to set a date for my exhibition at Camera Obscura in Diabolus – it will be today. At 1pm slt, or 22:00 cet, to be precise. I’ll be there, so it’d be fun if you came along as well. There will be chilled champagne for everyone, and hopefully some good music and company as well.
My friend MillaMilla Noel has invited me to exhibit pictures at her gallery Camera Obscura in Diabolus. I’ve given her 22 pictures. Only problem now, is that my user has such a hectic schedule these days in her first life that it’s difficult for me to settle an opening date – but I’m sure we’ll find one eventually.
Meanwhile, you can have a look at the photographs in this catalogue that the gallery has made. (Yeah, they’ve spelled my name wrong, but what the heck. It’s fun.)
How lovely it is to stumble upon a new shop full of clothes that you want – even more so when you actually can afford them as well. Zaara is such a new find to me. (I should mention Zaara Kohime actually opened her shop in January. I’ve obviously suffered from some kind of blindness.)
It was love at first sight as I entered this Indian clothes store. That came as quite a surprise, as I’m usually not the one that’s likely to dress up in a lot of different colours. But the colourful Mala freebie is wonderful, and so are most of their items.
My first purchase was something that didn’t surprise any of my friends: Black Ishaya slacks and a black Isis shirt (the transparency might have surprised some, though).
Afterwards, I got hold of a Nilaya raw silk cross jacket and a pair of Mitya shorts.
Those are the ones I’ve photographed so far. What you should see me wear soon is one of the fabulous saris that’s also for sale. Gee, I might as well buy everything at once and get it over and done with.
PS: My shoes in the first picture are from Tesla. They have a store in the Zaara sim.
So my exhibition «Moon River» opened this last Sunday, and I felt such a thrill as people trickled in. The vernissage lasted nearly four hours. I would like to thank everyone that came by and said so many nice words about my work.
Most of all, though, I’d like to thank the gallery owner, Gina Glimmer, for giving me the opportunity to do this: Thank you, Gina :-)
Please come by Gina Glimmer’s Gallery to have a look if you’d like.
Dear everyone
This Sunday, on the 31st of May, noon SLT, I open my new exhibition «Moon River» in Gina Glimmer’s Gallery.
The pictures are inspired by the song with the same name, and the scene in «Breakfast at Tiffany’s» where Audrey Hepburn plays and sings it. (Hence the guitar.)
I hope as many as possible can come. If not to the opening, then later. You’re all very welcome :-)
Here are the lyrics:
Moon River, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you’re going I’m going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end –
waiting ’round the bend,
my Huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
So I got to be a teacher for a little while. Only problem was that Bryn Oh and ColeMarie Soleil were among my pupils – and I doubt you’ll find more unruly girls in the whole of Second Life.
TC: Good morning, class.
BO: What will you teach us today, Miss Tess?
TC: Today, we will talk about rust and fog.
BC: Cole pulled my hair.
TC: Cole, stop it! Be nice.
ColeMarie Soleil holds up hand.
CS: I didn’t do it. I didn’t touch her. I can promise you that.
BO: Did too.
TC sighs.
CS: I only used magic … technically. I didn’t touch you. I would never touch you, rat girl. You have cooties.
BO: Lies! I had one cootie. And I caught it.
TC: You know the rules, Cole: No magic in classroom.
CS: Since when?
TC: And no insults either.
CS: What is this? Hogwarts? I am not a muggle.
At this point, the classroom gets filled with green fog and red hearts.
TC: Cole, I know you’re the one doing this.
CS: What? I haven’t even moved god damnit. Damned if I do, damned if I don’t. They just appeared, man.
TC: No Cole, they didn’t. I know you.
CS: Oh really? It was Bryn.
BO: Miss Tess, you’re losing control of the class.
TC: I don’t think I ever did have any control.
BO: It’s Cole’s influence.
TC: Now don’t blame Cole, Bryn.
CS: See!
Now a tornado starts spinning in the classroom.
TC: Bryn! What have I said about bringing tornadoes inside?
BO: Well I don’t see my name on the tornado. Could be anyone’s.
TC: No Bryn, it could not. You wrote an essay on tornadoes when the topic was ”my favourite things”.
BC: Ummm… I copied from Cole.
TC: No you did not.
CS: Ahahaha! Pft.
TC: Ok kids: Are you interested in learning anything? And who brought a snowman into the classroom?
CS: Ahahaha!
TC: We won’t mind the tornado. Let’s continue class.
BO: Is class dismissed, Miss?
TC: No, it’s not, Bryn. Be seated!
CS: Who’s willing to die for me?
I sigh. ColeMarie disappears as I’m busy talking to the mother of a minor.
TC: Now where did Cole go?
BO: She’s truant.
ColeMarie comes back. I ask the silent student Marko Seurat:
TC: Marko, have you read about fog and rust for today’s class?
MS: I forgot my book.
TC: Sit together with Bryn. But did you do your homework?
MS: What homework?
TC bangs head in desk.
TC looks at her clock.
BO: You were supposed to build some walls for homework, Marko.
MS: I thought you were building the walls.
TC: We must all learn to build walls, Marko. Very important that.
MS: Metaphorically?
TC: Yes, that too. But that’s another class. This class is dismissed.
TC takes up a small bottle from under the desk and drinks.
Bryn leaves while ColeMarie is handing out pixie dust.
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