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Friday, August 22, 2008

~*Sadie Made*~




Sadie Made is my own original artwork from RL brought into the virtual world. I am trying it out to see what the response would be to my work. I agree everyone has their own style and taste in art so I know that this is not for everyone. They are images created from within my imagination, brought to life through my sketches, paintings and drawings. My art is an expression of myself. Nothing more. None are copied and all are mine. Please check out my shop. Maybe you will find something there that speaks to you.
http://slurl.com/secondlife/Sconfinate/209/17/23

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Remembering my Dad

Today has made it officially one year from the day that I lost a man that was very close to me. A man that was one of my best friends. When we were together we were like two peas in a pod. We were always laughing, telling jokes and probably annoying my Mom :-). My Dad died of a heart attack while he was in a rehabilitation center just overcoming a broken pelvis. He had fallen a few months back in the shower and laid there in pain in the shower for hours until my Mom got home from work. He was a double amputee (both legs to his knees were gone) due to diabetes. He was my inspiration when it came to many things. I always knew my Dad was proud of me and the things I was doing with my life. Sometimes I felt like he was the only one and now with him gone I feel like there is nothing I can do that would make anyone think of me as doing something amazing in life.
The day I got that call saying my Dad was gone was the start to a string of horrible things, but placed in the middle of an already extremely rough year. I had been very sick just months before and it would only be a few months after my Dad died that I would become ill again, lose a couple more family members and have my world come crashing down around me. A man that had promised me to never hurt me, this promise was made the day my Dad died, ended up hurting me to a point where words couldn't even explain the pain. I had gone from being a happy, goof, fun-loving person to not caring about anything. At one point I couldn't take it anymore and just wished I too would lose my life. Life wasn't fun. Getting out of bed was a struggle. Going to work was just a blur. I hated myself, my life and lost sight of the things that mattered most.
I did finally see the light and gave up everything that I knew and had in St. Louis to move in with my family. I needed more help than I knew. Now I am sitting here today writing this as my "avatar" stands in our virtual office, praying that this decision I made doesn't turn out to be the wrong one. It is very hard to know that someone I loved so much will not be around for me anymore. I miss my Dad so much all of the time. I wish I had just a couple more years with him. I know he is no longer in pain and is probably watching me as I write this. I am sure he has his legs again and is perfect and happy, but I do miss him.
So today and many days to come will be hard, this I am aware of, but hopefully soon I will find my path in life that brings me back over to the side where I was for the most part happy.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Mythology and The Shops At Sconfinate Grand Opening Event Update

Well if any of you happened to miss the Mythology and Shops At Sconfinate Grand Opening Event, you missed an amazing time. Lots of L$ prizes were given away during this premier event for Aeris Pinazzo and Burattino String. DJ Laine Markova kept people on their feet dancing while, as I was told, they were using their cameras to shop at Mythology. There were some amazing models to showcase the wonderful designs from Mythology. The event was a huge success and was brought to you by Sand Castle Studios.

Pictures taken by Geof Romano http://slurl.com/secondlife/Electra/63/174/80


Taken by Sadie Pippita


Saturday, August 2, 2008

Crazy day....

My day started out today by talking to great friend in Second Life (names to be kept anonymous) and basically we were talking about the virtual world, real life and what he was cooking as he was talking to me. You see it was about 4:00am my time yet dinner time for him over in Australia. I had a great talk and as it seems he was able to keep me awake long enough so that I could go pick up my little brother from the airport. You see he was supposed to arrive at midnight so I would have already been to the airport, picked him up and then in bed BUT nothing that my family does is ever done easy :-). They messed up with his boarding pass after he had already had his flight delayed in Atlanta so I decided no sense in sleeping when I would have just gotten into a deep sleep by the time it was time to get up to get him. So yes, that is where my wonderful friend came in to keep me awake.
So I left to go to the airport to get him. I was told that his flight would be in about 8:00am. No worries I got the with about 20 minutes to spare. Had a smoke on my way through the parking garage while trying my hardest to wake myself up and look half way decent. I got in the elevator and wouldn't you know, I got off on the wrong floor. That's me! Tired and delusional. So I get to the terminal area just before security and was checking and also praying that his flight was coming in on time. Ugh.... they had the time wrong he was coming in at 8:37am. So I sat and waited. My mind began to drift back to other times I was in airports. I don't fly often so there are very few memories. I drifted back to the day that I picked up (we'll call him Bob, although that is not his name) Bob from the airport. How nervous I was. I remembered exactly what I was wearing. I remembered walking around so worried that he wouldn't like me or accept me for me. I also remember the moment we actually met face to face. It was a feeling that I do not ever think I will be able to explain. No more virtual hugs. His human arms were finally wrapped around me while he embraced me. I was so happy.
Then as I was sitting there I was watching a couple say goodbye. They were hugging and kissing. The woman was about my age and looked rather sad. I knew that feeling all too well. That was the feeling I had when I had to take Bob back to the airport. I was so sad, but now that I look back on it I think I may have been a little selfish. I was so happy with how I felt when we were together that I never stopped to wonder if he felt the same. I would hope so considering he was also in tears not wanting to leave the day his flight took him back home. Perhaps I will never know how he really felt, but I have memories and to be honest the good ones will hopefully stay with me all of my life.
I was so tired at this point, wishing I had a pillow, blanket and my bed so I decided to walk around. As I was walking I was remembering the last time I went to pick my brother up from the airport. It was at Christmas two tears ago and my Dad and I got up super early to go pick him up. My Dad LOVED people watching and getting out of the house. He was a double amputee, no legs to a certain point due to diabetes, but yet he was always in a good mood. Little did we know that this would be the last time the entire family, all five of us would have a Holiday together.
So my Dad and I sat in the waiting area at the airport drinking coffee and joking around waiting for the little bro to get here. We were all excited and I loved the time I had with my Dad just sitting and talking about anything. I wonder if he knew that?
So siting in the airport today I got a little sad. Missing the man that taught me so much, but I don't think ever realized how much. He died just about a year ago and my family has struggled to cope with it. Going to my Moms house just isn't the same anymore. I miss him so much and I miss the happy person my Mom used to be. She is hanging by a thread and I wish I knew how to help her. I guess just being here is enough.
So FINALLY he arrived! So ready for bed yet knowing there was no way I would be able to just drop him at my Moms house I was still so happy to see him. This is the first time we all have been together since my Dad passed. I am hoping that this is what my Mom needs. Our help and strength to get her over that hump of losing her best friend and soul mate. I know my Dad was with us today as we sat around the table at my Moms house in the screened in porch. He was looking down at us and hugging each one of us. It felt really nice to just laugh and talk. A few times it got quiet as we all were thinking back on things. My Mom has not moved much since my Dad has been gone. A lot of things are still where they were so it was a bit hard. So now for a month it will be the family holding tight to each other and coming together to help each other out. I could not feel anymore blessed than I do now. For that I am grateful.