Monday, December 15, 2008

A winter masque


hyasynth showed me the Snow Glass Suite and asked that I pen a few lines for the Black Swan fashion show. It's easy to write about things that are evocative, and in this case, the dress became a poem in my head.

A tale unfolds upon this dress,
A rhyme of lost innocence.
A girl amid a winter field
A raven dark, his wings revealed.
An apple glows a warning red
Upon the snow the color bled.
Snow White, skin like fallen snow
her bloody lips with red will glow,
Hair as black as raven claws
Reflection dark in mirror's jaws.
This frock will tell a warning tale
A winter masque in which innocence fails.

...This is the great joy and great sorrow of Second Life -- we live on the Floating World here, with disposable art that we can buy for a few dollars to support the artist and wear for a little while...before we move on to other things, other art. It's such a bittersweet joy to be involved in the Second Life fashion industry, knowing that it's art in ephemeral pixels. I wish moments like this dress could be preserved more fittingly than in words, or pictures, or in SL. If someone can figure out a way to export SL to RL, just let me know.



***Outfit: ~silentsparrow~ Black Swan Snow Glass Suite
***Jewelry: Schadenfreude Irmina earrings and necklace
***Shoes: Dark Eden Mistweave Metis Skates
***Hair: Calico Ingmann Creations Sarah II - Ivory
***Skin: [42] Dark Matter 01 Pale
***Apple: Schadenfreude unpoison apple