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Fantasy Faire Has Returned!   Leave a comment

I’d finished the posing for my last article — well, I had to get myself into the stadium somehow in Second Life as well as real life, and that takes some photographic tricks — and was taking the time to meet with Jem, to discuss the next piece she was planning on.  (You’re seeing a sneak peek here.)  We were talking about where might be a good place to pose, when there was an almighty whoosh of air, coming out of the cavern entrance I use as a teleport point for the temple platform we were at.

Taking a peek inside the cavern, we found something what didn’t belong there — a big glowing ball of blue radiance.  A little scary looking; but, being reckless, uh, curious women, we walked carefully forward into the blue mist.

And what happened when we did so? Turn the page to see!

Back from Orlando — City, That Is   Leave a comment

No, I didn’t just do another composite image here of Orlando City Stadium (becoming known as The Fortress, for its level of fan support for Orlando City SC); I took this photo myself last Saturday, prior to kickoff, when I was down in Orlando with my husband for our annual trip to watch the team at home.  It was a heck of a walk between where I parked and the new stadium; but the walk was worth it in the end (and I easily made my step goal for the day).  Beautiful sight lines from almost anywhere inside; lovely neighbors around me to watch the game and root for our guys in purple — and LOUD!!!  The stadium has sold out every home game to date, and probably will sell most tickets easily for the year (one reason I went in April instead of for the home opener:  I couldn’t get a ticket for a decent price).

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Crossroads   Leave a comment

They say that magic becomes real at the crossroads
The places not quite here
Yet not quite there
The balance points between “was” and “will be”
When the doors between worlds open
And possibilities are unleashed

The twilight is like a crossroads
The borderland between
The light of day and dark of night
You may slumber through the night
And drift through the day
But then the sun truly descends, and the shadows lengthen
The day’s cares are abandoned
As if they had never been

As the magic grows
You race for your home
But oh, only for a span of time
The power swirls about you
As you shed the weeds of workaday
It caresses and teases, the sweetest of lovers
As you gown yourself in glory
It sings sweetly to all your senses
While you touch paint to your lips
Shadow to your eyes
Roses and musk to your throat

And then the door is flung wide
The spell is set
And it shapes your night like a sculptor’s hand to the marble
You give yourself over to gaiety
Drown yourself in music
Reel in the dance’s intoxication
You flirt and flaunt, tease and tempt
Till you capture the one
Who has in turn captured you
And when that moment strikes
Upon the chimes of the night

Then…a new spell begins

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The Ivory Dame Caper   Leave a comment

Full-size photos at my Flickr stream

It had been a long day, a day in a string of days filled with lots of nothing. Business lately was flatter than a Martian flat cat; and brother, that’s flat. Even the weather was depressed; it had been spitting rain all day, the kind of rain that ate holes in ceramacrete here on Chania 3, nice and acid.  Anyway, I was sitting in my office, fighting the latest battle in the age-old war between income and expenses. As usual, the expenses were winning; I hadn’t seen a clipped credit in weeks.  I was already a month behind on the rent; the landlord was beginning to give me the fish eye and tap on the commlink on his belt every time he saw me, which was turning into every morning as I walked in the lobby.  I knew what that meant; he kept the name of his favorite bouncer on speed dial there, some critter big and blue and with six arms.  When that guy bounced you, you stayed bounced.

I was getting ready to give it up for the day, when there was a knock on the door.  A knock on the door meant one of two things:  the landlord’s bouncer, or a paying client.  Right at the moment, I couldn’t be fussy.  If it was the bouncer, he’d just rip the door off if I didn’t open it, and the landlord was in the right, anyway.  If it was a client, I might just make enough out of this to stave off Blue Boy’s advent.  I keyed the door….

…and knew that this case was probably gonna be worth big credits, and that I was in a whole lot of trouble from the get-go.

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Contact Sheet 60 — Coqueta Georgia   Leave a comment

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Contact Sheet is an irregular column of selected photographs and portraits from Residents of Second Life and other virtual worlds. All rights to featured images are reserved to the artists under appropriate copyright laws and/or allowances under the Creative Commons. Click on the links as necessary to go to the required blog or Flickr page. Please go to these artists’ pages in any case to leave comments, (as well as comments here).

Suggestions are appreciated; please send descriptions and links to me by in-world IM, notecard, E-mail to harper.ganesvoort@gmail.com, or leave a comment below.

NOTICE: Some of the photos/links may contain nudity. Viewer discretion advised.

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Copyright 2017 by Coqueta Georgia; all rights reserved.

This photo by Coqueta Georgia captures a moment of action wonderfully; the archer defends herself despite a moment of surprise, getting an arrow off just seconds before the swordsman gets within his own range.  Whether or not the shot is successful is up to you to decide….

Our Lady of the Bloomenveldt   Leave a comment

Jem sent me some photos she’d squeezed in recently, but didn’t have the chance to write up.  As it happened, I’d recently re-read Norman Spinrad’s Child of Fortune, which I recommend to you at some point; and the size of some of the flowers in LEA15’s Gardens By the Bay reminded me of that book.  If you don’t get the context of the quotations, I suggest you buy the book.  It is fun, it is erotic, and it will make you think about what our society could be like if we tried out the social philosophy of Sunshine’s Second Starfaring Age.

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Tea Time in Dublin   Leave a comment

It’s that time of year again, when all the world begins turning green — and I’m not talking about how close spring is to officially starting.  Tomorrow is St. Patrick’s Day; and, as you have one red-haired cailín on hand here with a severe case of Celtophilia, and another lass willing to go along with her — well, here we are again.  We don’t quite have shamrocks tucked behind our ears, and we won’t be swilling green-dyed beer anytime soon, Second Life  or Real Life.  (Green beer’s an Americanism, anyways, and barbarous at the best of times.)  That doesn’t mean we can’t have some fun with green stylin’.

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