Seraphim has a new photographic backdrop/mini-stage…
… she likes it’s ‘cyber-ness’…
… and it’s ‘blueness’…
… and looks forward to using it with one of her models.
Seraphim has a new photographic backdrop/mini-stage…
… she likes it’s ‘cyber-ness’…
… and it’s ‘blueness’…
… and looks forward to using it with one of her models.
Seri was drawn back to this beautiful location…
… the lighting and the exquisite landscaping here make taking beautiful images relatively easy…
… it’s a delight to spend time composing sweet little shots.
Seraphim recently spent some time taking images of Serendipitous Sands…
… a very pretty, residential island, that also promotes itself as ‘photographer friendly’…
… and Seri found it to be so.
Amongst all the hysterical, candy-coloured, crystal encrusted, boring sameness of the SL15B installations, Seraphim has found a few genuinely creative, unique builds…
… in order to find these gems, Seraphim has clawed her way through hours of lag, so bad it basically made her want to kill herself, and, on the ground, caused her to constantly fall into extremely irritating canals, and in the air, caused her to constantly crash into walls…
… it was always a relief from the hysterical cacophony of Disney-cartoon-esqe colours, bland builds and appalling profusion of crystals, to find thoughtful displays, with few crystals and no rainbow explosions of colour…
… and with displays that consisted of more than some pictures on a board, and actually drew her in and engaged her interest…
… she found this one, to be particularly evocative…
… and futuristically monumental…
Seraphim has long enjoyed the cluttered, grungy, neon spectacle that is Kowloon…
… but recent posts by her friends, Veyot, and Pearl Grey, have re-kindled her interest in the place, and she has, of course, been keeping a visual record…
… Kowloon is the epitome of squalid, grunge-encrusted decay, mixed with the dazzling splendour of neon, and the fascinating appeal of Asian calligraphy/signage …
… it is a place of claustrophobic spaces, gloom and shadow…
… a photographers paradise…
… as the gloom is punctuated by beautiful neon signs, and bright lights…
From a distance, Seraphim Placebo looks quite human…
… but, when you get a bit closer to her…
… close enough to look into her eyes…
… you will see she is most definitely…
… not human.
Once there was a little robot, who woke up, one day, and it was the Apocalypse…
… the Apocalypse was kind of bleak and broken…
… and the little robot felt a bit lonely…
… as she wandered the overgrown landscape…
… her memory banks telling her that, before the Apocalypse, she was loved and often cuddled…
… she knew she had, somehow, to find her way back to the time before the Apocalypse…
… perhaps, the little robot thought, this is all a dream, and when I wake up tomorrow, my beautiful Mistress will take me in her arms, once more, and say ‘hush, little baby bot, you had a bad dream’? And, do you know, that’s exactly what happened? And the little bot never dreamed of the Apocalypse again.
Seraphim and her shiny little love, Evie, recently visited Tralala’s Diner… a post-apocalyptic build of incredibly dense detail…
…where Evie, once again, melted Seri’s heart with her adorableness…
… they struggled through the appalling lag in the otherwise stunning build, finding fascinating object after fascinating tableau…
… seemingly every wrecked vehicle Seraphim has ever seen in SL, was here…
… every neon sign, every decayed object…
… in particular, every cat of any kind, you name it, it was here…
… in an old, iron-clad shed, they found several variations on the dissected cat theme… one, in particular, drew Seraphim’s attention, as she has one of her own… there ensued, due to Seraphim’s sometimes loose use of the language, the following conversation: ‘Seraphim Placebo: I have one of these transparent cats (: EV-01: How do you know where a transparent cat is though Mistress? Seraphim Placebo: Funny baby!…’
…’Seraphim Placebo: not TOTALLY transparent, baby, just it’s side… so you can see it’s insides. EV-01: Perhaps it has a collar on Mistress?’…
… this gorgeous, wry humour is one of the aspects of little Evies’ personality that totally delight Seri, a character trait very like Tee’s, the two of them have gentle, dry senses of humour that could easily be mistaken for simplicity/naivety… but Seri knows better, she knows her babies are very clever machines, with beautiful, sharp minds.
New Placebo Gallery has a new sign…
… one Seraphim feels better articulates her mission…
… and is generally way cooler than the cheesy, Vegas letters she had been using.
Seraphim has always loved watching Tee move…
… she is like a dancer…
… or a practitioner of some exotic form of android Tai-Chi…
… always, eventually, drifting into some gorgeous, fluid movement routine…
… that is, always, both artistic…
… and, though she claims to possess no military programs, often very martial…
… which Seri, having been a fighter for thousands of years, totally recognises…
… and adores…
… as Tee, the non-martial gynoid, settles herself, once more, into gorgeous repose, her strong, confident eyes calmly recording all she sees.