I was feeling extremely “summery” today and told myself I would do a normal photo shoot, nothing extraordinary, no shiny outfits or glittery lights, no sassy backgrounds, just me on a beach. Apparently it’s my thing at this point to take photos that are a little “extra” and I suppose my lack of outside editing skill is just pro at this point – or otherwise everyone’s eyes would be struggling.
It’s difficult to tell you all about opinions regarding upcoming Second Life patches, drama or other irrelevant subjects. I’ve always been more of a poet, and it was also how I expressed my opinions, rather than whining for a billion hours and then another two for good measures. I don’t have anything to say. I’ve come to a point in my life where being “online” means I’m checking who else is or doing my required hours at the club I work at. Being online hasn’t been about hanging out or shopping lately, because I’ve no one to do those with. I take pictures alone, and then I log out. I play League of Legends or am preoccupied with the stress of my two newfound hamsters. (I got two baby boys)
So for tonight you will have to do with my summer photo shoot of 2019.
Merry summermas yall.
See you again the next time I feel like doing poetry or photography.
REACH OUT TO ME THROUGH OUR DISCORD IF YOU WANT TO DO A PHOTO SHOOT!
For this weeks edition I was dared to write second life themed poems based on words that were not connected to each other in any way. LOL. Try to apply these poems to your second life experiences and tell me in comments how they might fit you!
sexy – vase – sword
The highlight of your day was as quiet as a sword hitting metal, making everyone around you LookAt you. are? Sexy. The conventional use of your privacy, you knew who looked at you and you met their gaze and much like in a daze, you grabbed a vase and you threw it at them. because fuck them. they wanted to know information you didn’t want to share and kindness is never met on the same level anyway it’s easier to just be mean to begin with
pixel – helpful – fine
The steel of your problematic knife, gracing over my pixelated skin it broke my heart ever so slightly after your swing, your unhelpful, mean words and your deformed smile nothing you said came out right not since that fight. not since you were no longer mine and I could no longer say I was fine.
This is an un-in depth photography guide of an amateur photographer (me).
In case that almost made you click away, please don’t, I’m actually going to give many of you some insight to Second Life photography right now. I’ve been a member of the grid for almost 3 years, and the moment I learned about camera angles I immediately thought of photography. In this guide I will explain what is important when you want to do photography in Second Life, how to achieve those things and what helped me understand and learn on my own.
Now, none of us start out “great” at this. The very first photos I took looked quite… sad. But as I took them I thought “Oh wow! That’s so nice!” So how do I know my work isn’t bad now? Eh, I don’t. Not really.
My computer specs allow me to play the game on occasion with Ultra graphics and other nifty settings, but if yours go to max High, that’s no problem. Notice I am using Firestorm Viewer for my photos.
Above is my photography check list. Lets go over them, shall we?
The one key component to a good picture lays in actually what you are wearing. I’m not a designer, but I believe I have good eye to colours and models and types of clothes that go together. I for one, know that you should always wear socks with crocs, and pants pulled to your armpits look sexy. Now that you know my talent, please choose to take time before your photoshoot to build an outfit – use colors that work well with each other, use hair that will fit the poses you plan to use etc. The closer your shot (portrait etc), the more detail and effort you have to put to that area – usually the face.
Ahh, our best friends! Well not quite. Poses are like the people you invite to the wedding because your partner wanted them to show up and look pretty. You need them, you want them, but no one gives credit to them.
I personally keep all my quality poses within my Firestorm AO, which makes photoshoots in different locations much easier. I have them loaded to my crouch animations, and when I crouch (C) it automatically puts me in a pose. Another working way is to load your poses to a dance hud – this was how I had my friends pose if I didn’t know any better.
Looking for good poses and animations? 】FOXCITY (178, 64, 22) – General 】. MILA . under construction , Moodle (146, 77, 2800) – Moderate 】La Baguette (no landmark for them, sorry :P)
The most annoying and headache causing part for some. I will not go too in-depth with this, because really finding the right settings is different for everyone and requires experimentation. Hitting (Ctrl+P) will open your firestorm settings. After that navigate to Graphics and go as high as your computer can handle… good luck.
What is the purpose of your photo shoot? is it for relaxation, or maybe for a rp campaign? Is it just for a new profile picture or for the sake of boredom? Knowing the answer to this will help you choose a location!
Many places are good for photography – even more are bad. When planning a session, take into consideration that high quality mesh tends to look a lot better than the default linden labs sky. Sim hop, find locations that tickle your fancy – or perhaps check out my photography highlights – blogs where I talk about ultimately the best locations to take photos in!
Now that we’ve crossed our checklist, lets go! Teleporting into the location is the easy part. Now look for a pretty background spot, cuss as you crash from the amount of particles with your high settings, then call your best friend and whine about SL for a while. Now we’re good? Good. We have the scene, we know we want to take photos for fun, but uh, the problem is that the pic doesn’t really look that good… Lets uh, change the windlight?
Okay the two are improvement, but uh, we want more! So lets add a filter …
Hmm. S0mething is still missing. Oh the angle! Okay. Pressing Ctrl+8/9/0 to get further and closer to myself…
Cool. Looks pretty creepy and halloweeny!
Maybe you learned something new, maybe you know your ways to be better and didn’t like my ideas at all. Whatever the case, I have more creepy halloween photos for myself now – and it’s only June.
Talula Shippe is a multidisciplinary artist living and working in Minneapolis, MN (US). Initially involved the performing arts, Talula was waylaid in her pursuits by a physical injury and turned for visual arts for self expression.
About the artist
La boite blanche, stands for the white box. It is a translation of the art gallery I today visited, and partially a soft statement to how beautiful the images I saw there – were. The white box art gallery is a collective room of photos taken by Talula Shippe in Second Life, as well as poetry written by her. Below I will analyze a few pieces of art I saw today, and leave both my comments and other thoughts.
The first image that captured me is the one you see above, a shot she calls ‘The Balcony’ and the girl with a home of her own. The petals of flowers, of songless birds, flying through the air – yet the girl looks sad, tears on her cheeks, as if not everything was fair.
This shot caught my attention for the beautifully set scene for a shot. The way the petals float in the air, and her hair flows in the wind, I can do nothing but appreciate the fact she took the time to make this piece of art happen – to find the correct wind light, the pose, the angle and the props, even the clothes and shadows seem correctly placed. It’s always a mystery to see this type of visual art presented by others, when one can only really speculate what was going through the artists mind, however I’d like to believe this photo shows a certain longing and sadness along with beauty that has been left behind. Or maybe she just has allergies?
Now accompanied by feathers, soft and light, she gazes into the distance, with hope and might. That perhaps one day – her love will arrive, from the shores far away into the land far and wide.
‘A blustery day’ beautifully captures the innocence of a young girl in what I associate as Paris. Her well made braids and cute pink clothes. Her naive youth gives a flare to the image that my little negative side wants to point out, but will not. Her outfit is greatly thought out and the faint rain shows in the background, mixing with the windy day.
And with the love gathers magic, the most powerful spell, perhaps none know her – perhaps she knows that well.
This piece came with a poem of its own, and as beautiful as it is, I will include it down below my text. However before that I must make it clear – this is my FAVOURITE photo in the entire gallery. The colours, the position, the way she was able to capture shadows and movement of hair and body along with the magic side of the girls wand and the glitter, Lumos has definitely captured with its drop dead gorgeous way of being.
My visit to the White Box Art Gallery was over an hour long, and as I analyzed many photos and pondered which ones to choose for my blog I even brought a friend over to tell me their opinions. I have always appreciated poetry and well thought out art, and with this art gallery highlight I hope you would find yourself a place to visit on a boring day.
For more beautiful art, please, go take a loot at Talula’s work, and tip her for how amazing it is.
A gentle voice woke you up, followed by a small metal hush of your curtains opening, yet no light flowing in. Much like the mornings before, your world had changed drastically upon the metal giant stepping into power – and even though it was your responsibility to lift up the sun each morning and drag it down in the evening, their attempt to control you by cutting your wings had made it tedious, and now the most comfortable and safe place for you was that soft corner of your bed that no one could see from the rest of your apartment. It was a big change from a castle.
“Dear, what colour was the sky?” You hummed, blinking a few times as the dust fell down before your eyes. You hadn’t cleaned in a while either – what was the point anyway – with factories surrounding you.
“Blue, mother.” Such sadness in their voice, their shadow sunk back into your walls along with them, and with the silence falling back upon you, the fairies songs were now just cries for your help.
Do you remember
the sky falls
if you don't
you have to
the wildflowers have turned grey
the birds no longer sing
water has become poison
you must remember
key to recovery
- Ailith 3/6/2019
The small piece above is called “Remember” and it is inspired by the sadness of our world – forgetting what enables our lives – the nature. The thoughts came to my head when I redecorated our family parcel on Second Life, and the scenery changed from a nature surrounded cabin to two modern houses with very little nature anymore. It sort of saddened me, although pictures below – I do love the new houses.
Please pray the winds for fresh air
for I am poison
are you aware?
life's not an option
witness my ascension
Apart from all the things that have happened, my flight through the colorful palette of pastels has continued, and with the updated avatars, my muses for poetry have been found – yet this time, within myself. I’ve grown to be able to write my poetry. Above of course a piece I wrote today!
Your desire insatiable
my wallet bottomless
some call me the devil
who can blame them?
This post contains sensitive writing about a subject that could be perceived as sad. It is about the end of a friendship, and holds quotes from the last conversation. I’m not trying to portray anyone as “the bad guy”, or the good guy. I’m pouring out my side of things, after having to hear theirs.
Where could I even begin. The start feels too far away, and this moment is the ending. Ｔｈｉｓ ｍｏｍｅｎｔ ｉｓ ｔｈｅ ｅｎｄｉｎｇ．
For 4 years I had you, and after two I finally forgot to constantly fear of losing you. Yesterday reminded me that I should never forget that fear, not even the ones closest to me. Your words delivered to me by just mere pixels on screen, 1’s and 0’s in an order that I for some reason, to my disadvantage could read.
“𝑀𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝓌𝑒’𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈.”
4 years. 1461 days. From one game to another, we stuck to each other like thorns stick to skin, yet we fit each other like a shirt on a butt. We worked through drama, we fought and we figured it out. We laughed, and cried, and panicked. We moved and broke up, we begun relationships and watched each other fail at them. You watched me fail at mine, at least. I wasn’t told about yours after a month it happened. That hurt me too, you know?
I returned to Second life after a year of absence. Before my disappearance I cleared my friends from 60 to 15, and from the ones left it was 7 individuals. You were the one left, of course. When I came back I had 6 people on my friends, 3 individuals – one who had quit, one who still played, and you. But you were busy, each time I asked, you were busy.
And I was lonely. I reluctantly dug up my avatars, I built a look I liked and I started adventuring sims. I started meeting people who I didn’t even like, as well as ones I grew to care for. I brought them to our home, because you told me that was okay. I always made sure to ask if it was okay. While adventuring I saw the most beautiful and magical places, met people with fantastic avatars, I fell in love with the world again, and I wanted to build a place this time – one I could truly make a home instead of a small skybox in the air we got before. I asked you if that was okay and I knew you were against it… I just didn’t know why.
“𝐼 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃’𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎.”
Every time I asked if something was okay, I truly wanted to be sure it was, and every time, you said yes. If you said no I respected it. You were worried about valid things, and I took them into consideration, I changed my plan based on them. I got us a new place that could fit both our needs. I was happy. I had finally started doing fine on my own, with people other than you to hang out with, why was that a relief? Because I felt like you were too busy for me, so I had to make myself busier. I thought you were happy. I was, at least. But your words, lack of them more specifically, bottled up and caused an explosion not even I can fix with my words.
“𝐼 𝓇𝑒𝓏 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎.”
I asked you to come see our new place. I had already begun working on the outsides because I thought the surroundings would look nicer and you’d feel better about moving if I made it look like home. I rezzed our house, I rezzed out trees, plants, objects to decorate the garden – I even decorated the upstairs – but I left downstairs be, thinking we could work on it together when you would have time. I left downstairs a pile of moving boxes, and I waited. I asked if you were busy hours later, and surprisingly you weren’t. You came over, and we called on discord. I didn’t ask how you were doing because you seemed stressed, I thought it was work. Clearly it wasn’t. So I tried to drive your focus to decorating with me, to rezzing out things and thinking how to make the first floor look. You didn’t tell me it bothered you.
This, to you, felt like me using you. That I went and made new friends, that I found pets and love and a reason to be back in SL. That I messaged you to ask if things were okay every time I saw you even though in the end I knew the answer. I used you? No. I believe the problem was that I didn’t dedicate myself to you. I didn’t ask for your permission to buy items I made with my job. I didn’t ask for your permission to accept a pet. I didn’t ask for your permission to want more prims. I shouldn’t have needed to, either.
I recently bothered to find myself a place to work at, a community to join in a sense. I was delighted to find a place, where I could host, dance and entertain guests all the same. But with visibility comes the fact I want to look good, and with that comes new pictures! I’ve been hopping in and out to try and get good photos of myself, and goddamn it’s hard! Filters, poses, lighting,it’s never good!
Except maybe right now. Right now it’s okay. I present to you, Ailith the doll, a pretty little pastelle thing!
“You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you, that’s where I’ll be waiting”
The Winter Moon was introduced to me by a good friend of mine, dare I say best, Myo. She gave me the landmark and told me I “might wanna check it out.”
My first visit? I was starstruck. I immediately stayed for an hour taking photos. On my next one, I explored the sim. It’s high-quality mesh decorations all have good solo and couple animations, and it doesn’t matter where you look really, it’s beautiful. I’ve taken all my friends there for either photos or just relaxing time, and I’ve spread the landmark I have like plague!
It’s still where I go if I want pretty pinks into my photos. It will be featured in many of my posts in the future, because it’s such a go-to place for pictures.
I’m not always known to give credit where credit is due, I do admit. Not just in my blogs, but also in my real life. Watching this sim be as beautiful as it is, I can’t help but wonder who made it. Who had the skill and thought of bringing to life something so beautiful, executing that idea in such a tremendously breath-taking fashion!
Thank you, for making it possible to seek shelter and beauty in Winter Moon.
𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓻
Name: Ailith Owner: None (yet) 😉 Location: Wherever it is beautiful, that is where she will be found. Although she warns you, sometimes beauty is on the inside.
My first thought on the sim was “winter wonderland” as we arrived to take photos. My model Aven however saw it fit to call it “actual heaven”. Which in my opinion, is quite a compliment. Everything is in whites, pastels and beautifully magical glow.
For photography, I have visited The Outer Garden three times. Each time I have been blessed with absolutely gorgeous photos of my friends. Above are shots of what you can find on the sim. Every object has multiple poses, couple and solo, well placed and with their gorgeous backgrounds and environments. Come to think of it, I wasn’t able to get a “bad” picture from their sim. Sure, it can get laggy, due to complex ground objects and constant lights.
In 2017 I met a dog called Avery on second life. He was playful, cute and overall adorable. The same year I became his owner.
Then I was gone for a year.
My wings will stay wrapped around you.
As bad as it feels to say that, we all take breaks from Second Life. I only recently came back, and with my empty friends list, only a selected few I allowed to stay there while I was gone. Avery was one of them. Now he is known as Aven – a name I chose him, for that matter.
Today I messaged him when I saw him pop online and, to my surprise, he was up for hanging out. After an exchange in what was going on, my eyes landed on the NS controller on his back. He’s an android too?! Ohmygaaaawd!
“Who owns you?! No one?! Mind if I just claim you for myself again kthx!” He just laughed and handed me the controls again. From this day forward you shall have me until we mutually decide it no longer.
It feels good to have him back.
★ ★ ★ ★ ★
And from this day forth, you shall have me, Aven, until we mutually decide it no longer.
For reasons this post is not going up on the day of writing. Sawwy!