when i threw my first avatar into second life over a decade ago it was kind of a pop thing. one of the first memories i have is standing on a hill together with numerous others and watching the infamous penis cloud pass by. i was deeply fascinated by the creative potential SL had to offer. everybody could create everything. to the present day i never created something but spent lots of time exploring.
the public lost interest in SL pretty soon and it got even more interesting for me. huge parts still lie idle and abandoned, which makes it the perfect virtual refuge from time to time. it’s still alive and there’s life to be noted indeed – a playground for nerds and (now for the bright side of the medal) artists. metaverse art is the key word.
i still want to have a second home, i think – or better: nerd me thinks. a tiny, dystopian and walden-like shelter somewhere nice. still looking for the perfect spot, and probably keeping on doing that for the rest of my life.
adalbert, my fellow avatar for almost 10 years now, currently looks like a mixture of magritte’s son of man without the apple and a mildly minded german official from the 1920s. but his life wasn’t too boring at all as he
- worked at red square in virtual moscow in a small pub,
- attended some lectures on contemporary architecture at a virtual university,
- got in touch with steam punk, brutalism and old time radio in their own theme parks,
- went to tons of museums, exhibitions and parties,
- visited many real life adaptions like mont st. michel, pripyat or villa rotonda,
- played a small role in a machinima piece,
- took part in virtual art hunts,
- helped solving murders and mysteries at spooky places – but most of the time he
- simply enjoyed walking, running or flying around unknown sceneries and taking photos…