I'd been hearing about Second Life (SL) for years, a digital reality on the internet, a world built not according to the laws of nature but those of the imagination. Then I found that a friend at church was one of the beta designers! I was floored when she invited me to a special theater production she'd directed of
Alice in Wonderland which was being staged by actors from all over the world in a digital theater (very cool when Alice falls down the rabbit hole and the whole audience falls in!)
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| Here I am being dissected in Rembrandt's famous painting |
Much of SL sports unremarkable stores and fancy homes on tropical beaches, but occassionally I find something that really touches me deeply. Such was the case in discovering a museum called
Primtings, which features interactive reconstructions of well-known artworks where you can walk up and down M.C. Escher's screwy stairs in a 3D reconstruction, between Dali's melting clocks in
The Persistence of Memory, or around the cafe in Edward Hopper's
Nighthawks. Having heard that sex and violence is easy to find there (like everywhere on the internet) I was pretty skeptical about what else I would discover in this alternate world until I started experiencing simple things in a new way (like being able to make really cool stuff or flying, which I'm now also addicted to).
As a black woman (well why the hell not- it's my only chance!), I have found out some very surprising things about myself presented in a new form- like I'm suddenly obsessed with having great shoes! And when I meet guy (I tend to avoid them) I don't care what he looks like I just want him to have a good personality. So far the most intriguing guy I've met is a great eyeball on stubby legs. Wow. Who could have imagined?
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