So that’s it, here’s the current shape and color of my “Purple yukata with flowers”. I used a slightly modified silk texture on this one – satin just wasn’t cutting it in my opinion – and all in all, things have turned pretty well for such a costume. However the worst part of it has been, and still is, the obi itself. It just doesn’t look right this way, and I fear I may have to use prims to properly render it. It’s not like I hadn’t foreseen it though.

This is going to make things a bit harder, but I’ll probably survive. In the meantime, here is what I’ve been able to craft. Not sure if it’s good or not, and I’m indeed aware that the obi lacks the essential knot in the back. I had tried to make it in prims completely, but looks like using this method for the knot only will be what works best…

Other nice moment of the day, I had a pleasant little chat with Hiro Pendragon and Fey Brightwillow tonight. Hiro was kind enough to show me his house and garden – a lovely place for whoever appreciates the beauty of Japanese architecture and culture as a whole – and introduce me to his friend Fey, who is a clothier and gave me quite a few useful advice, among other sharing of experiences and idle chatting. Not only did I spend a very good moment, but he also offered me a torii to put in my (future) garden, and tipped me into checking the Red Dragon Street Market in Tehama, where I can probably try to get a little shop once I manage to work more on my clothes.

Actually… that’s very likely what I’m going to do tomorrow. It sounds like too nice a place to not go check it.

As I had sworn to myself, I went back to Center Camp to check on the latest evolutions of Burning Life. More constructs, new ones as well as enhancements brought to the older ones I had already seen. Still as impressive as before, perhaps even more. Laputa is still here, floating in the sky, as well as the huge piano. There’s now a building in flames added to this, a dragon preciously holding her egg, the Two Cows constructs, that I had been unable to see previously… and many others. I couldn’t resist to the pleasure of taking a few more snapshots, of course. It would be hard to dismiss the urge anyway.

Huge hands seemingly trapped in the ground, barely having managed to free a few fingers from it. Temple-like structures, evoking images of altars and sacrifice. Mechanical creatures and giant drops falling from the sky. The Moon Thief, frightening by its crude black, red and white colors, and nothing more. One could spend a good deal of time wandering among all of these, and still always come back to find more to it than meets the eye.

There is something both wonderful and wicked to the fact that in three days, all of this will have disappeared, engulfed by the flames, as if it had never existed. Only trace left – a few screenshots, and the memories we have of it. The beauty of it, entirely contained in its ephemereal existence, is certainly what makes it so unique. It will be a sad moment to see it go. It will also, I think, be pretty intense, and leave a treasurable impression.