Seraphim finds the courtyard at Veyot’s ‘Another Town’ to be conducive to some meditative callisthenics…

… whilst her mind was a calm pool, her thoughts, ripples, spreading slowly outward and dissolving, she was aware of how Veyot’s little project here seemed to be thriving, how it had developed since her last visit…

… though T’ai Chi is a form of meditative callisthenics, it is also a slowed down practice for fighting technique…

… something Seri is no stranger to, having spent thousands of years of her long life constantly fighting forces that felt threatened by an immortal, alien female…

… till she decided to just fade from the battle, realising that she, alone, would never defeat those forces, unless she slaughtered millions of males with megalomaniacle, hegemonic obsessions, and, by then, she had formed a liking for all the other humans, the ones who weren’t assholes, the powerless ones, the creative ones…

… the ones who would have been horrified by a lone, slight alien girl destroying millions and millions of other humans, even if they were assholes…

… so Seri removed herself from all that, and opened a gallery in Jormungandr.

Seraphim loves ‘random dialling’ her gate, and leaping through that liquid-blue portal…

… a leap into some unknown location…

… is it safe, here?…

… what are the locals like?… are they nearby?…

… as the portal evaporates into plasma-mist…

… and the tell-tale glare of arrival dissipates from the gate…

… she walks into the new place she has found…

… never knowing what she will find here.

Seraphim went to the Pose Fair today. By chance, one of the first stalls she visited was the Bauhaus Movement stall… Seraphim was totally blown away by the quality of the poses there…

… so much so, she bought 59 of them! These are some of the coolest, best made poses she has ever seen… not a slutty/cheesy pose among them, no clipping of body parts or bizarre limb angles, just gorgeous, strong, fabulous poses…

… Seri predicts hours of fun ahead…

… playing with her new poses (:

… of Seraphim Placebo…

… Seraphim started her day swapping her combat boots for sleek heels…

… and a tuxedo jacket, white shirt and black bow-tie. Feeling very elegant, she visited her little satellite gallery in Pink Lady Castle… it has had exactly zero visitors… Seri has never seen anyone at Pink Lady Castle!… perhaps her first rented gallery-space venture wasn’t in the best place?…

… after visiting a few shops/shopping events, Seraphim bought a new backdrop for her studio, which has some nice poses, and may be useful some day…

… she also bought a flying whale!… a gorgeous, tree-encrusted flying whale. If you stand at the edge of Seraphim’s gate platform, the whale will pass very close in her stately perambulation… if you click on the ladder hanging off her side, you can ride her…

… Seri also bought herself a very cute little bolero jacket…

… the colours of which she fiddled with whilst her new flying whale circumnavigated the sky above her fantasy garden…

… Seri loves her fantasy garden, it’s beauty always soothes her kind, alien heart.

Seraphim finds herself alone, again, these days… so she has taken up her old, solitary wandering…

… which found her, once again, exploring the fabulously BladeRunner-esqe Hangars Liquides…

… where she wanders through the grunge and the rain, just another stranger in a strange land…

… thinking about how ephemeral everything is, especially in SL…

… how you never know what will be changed/gone tomorrow, who you will suddenly never see again…

… how you really can only rely on yourself…

… as Seraphim does.

Seraphim has had fun setting up a satellite gallery in a small shopping mall in Pink Lady Castle…

… this involved hours of not only choosing/arranging the decor…

… but testing the efficacy of the viewing options… she found the space to be highly conducive of thoughtful viewing…

… of the seven images she has chosen to fill this little space… images which are not only of gorgeous gynoids, Seraphim’s chosen subjects to adore with her camera, but are also very personal records of three of her closest friends…

… because the little rented space is shop number 6, Seri has called her little satellite gallery ‘New Placebo Gallery @ 6’