Hello smile

I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.

Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...

Samey-Samey-Samey

I am, I must confess, a bit disatisfied with my current Flickr uploads. Not (I hasten to stress) disatisfied with their quality — I'm rather pleased with the outcomes of some of my more recent PhotoShop intensive sessions — just a bit nonplussed by the overall themes and content.

I caught myself, earlier on this morning, about to upload yet another vanity-shot — with the same pose, the same post-processing treatment, the same self-indulgent costuming — and I thought "Shit Kisa, this is all you do isn't it?"

I mean, I think I do it Quite Well�, you know? But it all just seems to be going nowehere.

Fast.

I guess you get into a bit of a habit with these kinds of things — something works once, then again, then again, and pretty soon you find yourself doing it over and over again — out of habit rather than intent. This shot (for example) that I tok of Thau and myself on board her (stunningly fantastic BTW) pirate ship (which seriously, is the greatest thing I've ever seen in SL, and I was hoping she'd have posted a picture of it by now), is a perfect example...

It was a perfectly good photo on its own, before I started dicking around with it. Admittedly, it needed a bit of work (it's a copmposite of two pictures, because I had to use a few different face-lights to get decent lighting) but half-way through post-processing I found myself thinking "FFS, can you not just take a picture without doing that whole 'split-channels-hard-light-gaussian- blur' doofer every time?"

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Meanwhile, of course, there's dhrama afoot on Flickr. But I'm staying out of it.

We All Have Our Own Horizons

We all have our own horizons

Being in a foreign country is weird — especially one that so similar to your own. You notice the differences in tiny things, rather than the big. I mean, of course, you notice the big things, but it's the tiny things that throw you a bit sideways without you realising it. Perhaps.

Something (for example) that's struck me as notable (yet incredibly mundane) is that the vast majority of electrical fittings I see in the States are beige. At home, they're only beige if (like me) you never get around to cleaning them - otherwise they're always white. But here, they all seem to be an off-white.

Which strikes me as odd.