Virtual life and some real thoughts from the person behind Auryn Beorn, a reserved and shy avatar (so she says) finding her own way. Curious by nature, she likes to ask questions. You may call her "Ms. Why".
Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Glowing Fantasy Garden
I've done it again.
I didn't have enough preparing a (totally) beginners scripting course... I didn't have enough with the (advanced) series "One script... To rule them all"... Next week begins my new series, "Glowing Fantasy Garden", four chapters where we'll rediscover the "ancient art" of creating (gorgeous) prim flowers.
I remember perfectly that, when I joined SL, I wanted to build a tulip. I've finally done it. Plus some more flowers.
Welcome to my garden, which may also be yours :-)
I didn't have enough preparing a (totally) beginners scripting course... I didn't have enough with the (advanced) series "One script... To rule them all"... Next week begins my new series, "Glowing Fantasy Garden", four chapters where we'll rediscover the "ancient art" of creating (gorgeous) prim flowers.
I remember perfectly that, when I joined SL, I wanted to build a tulip. I've finally done it. Plus some more flowers.
Welcome to my garden, which may also be yours :-)
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Magical Flowers
It's primmy as hell, but I've enjoyed creating each single prim for this set, inspired by prim flowers that I've seen around.
Twenty five softly glowing primitives only visible (right now) at my crystal home.
The two small tulips go apart: they're sculpted tulips from the (gorgeous) creations from Arctic Greenhouse. The rest, is mine.
Twenty five softly glowing primitives only visible (right now) at my crystal home.
The two small tulips go apart: they're sculpted tulips from the (gorgeous) creations from Arctic Greenhouse. The rest, is mine.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Learning things, the hard way
Careful if you archive notecards in the calling cards folder...
You may try moving one, and instead of doing so, send the notecard to someone whose calling card your mouse was pointing to, when you release the button.
Moral: Never archive things when you've not had your first coffee in the day.
Moral 2: Specially, if those things are... private.
Moral 3: Specially... in the calling cards folder.
(sighs)
You may try moving one, and instead of doing so, send the notecard to someone whose calling card your mouse was pointing to, when you release the button.
Moral: Never archive things when you've not had your first coffee in the day.
Moral 2: Specially, if those things are... private.
Moral 3: Specially... in the calling cards folder.
(sighs)
Sunday, September 12, 2010
(Finally) Opening the store
It took me half the day (including the time for some -long- interruptions), but I managed to completely rebuild the store. Maybe this happens only to me, but having a temporary build (which I didn't like too much) for the store was actually preventing me from creating more items. I felt the lack of a proper place as blocking. So yesterday in the afternoon I began taking measures, requesting megaprims, creating some sculpted parts, texturing, setting the doors and finally, I finished all the work.
I know. Now it's the turn of filling it with items. But at least, they have a decent place for being shown. Welcome to my store:
Black Tulip
Second floor is for friends. The third one will be used by animations and, possibly, scripts and building tools on my own. The photostudio will, hopefully, open soon.
At least, work soothes the pain from last weeks.
PS: Yes, I've changed the name. Shortened. I value criticism when it's constructive. Thanks.
I know. Now it's the turn of filling it with items. But at least, they have a decent place for being shown. Welcome to my store:
Black Tulip
Second floor is for friends. The third one will be used by animations and, possibly, scripts and building tools on my own. The photostudio will, hopefully, open soon.
At least, work soothes the pain from last weeks.
PS: Yes, I've changed the name. Shortened. I value criticism when it's constructive. Thanks.
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