Cat Parade

Posted on July 1, 2016 by Karima Hoisan
Cat Parade1 (1).jpg

…but just like a cat, he walks away.

I almost caught the big one..but like all big ones, it got away.
It balanced on my sleep frontier, my emptied thoughts, my break of day.
Just as I reached for it, to capture everything it tried to say
It floomed, dissolving into plumes of vanishing dreams to my dismay.

The message was a little weird, but someone tried to make it known,
There’d be an announcement on the meaning of Life;
said the truth will come through my smartphone.
I think it said, the world was to be reset and 2 billion souls could watch it all alone.
At 5pm on such and such a day, snap would go the infinite cosmic wishbone.

I recite the idea to my cat, but just like a cat, he walks away.
Would I nurture thoughts like these at sometime later in the day?
Is surreal soup, all I could bring back from night’s unconscious escapade?
Where wisdom turns milk into silk and cat’s forsake the lapping to parade?

The workplace flashes through my mind, has it survived the fluxion?
What about compassion and truthfulness, not just the flowcharts of reduction?
Am I blameless, just a bystander at these crossroads of reconstruction?
Well, it’s easy for me, I just report to them, at Systems Self Destruction.

I ask a stewardess dressed in kilts, how’s the reset going in the Middle East?
She says, “Oh I’m sorry, it’s not coming back that part of the world has ceased.”
Speechless, I try to form question- words about how? and what do you mean?
Is everyone deceased?
But all that just made sense, makes none, except for now… I’m waking up at least.

*Footnote: I still can’t control my dreams and I have no idea what they mean:)
Karima Hoisan
July 1, 2016
Costa Rica

Posted in Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | 5 Comments

All My Boats-The World & My 5Th Rez Day

Posted on June 10, 2016 by Karima Hoisan

How can a poem become a world? Well, only if you are a resident of a virtual world grid, like my beloved Kitely-Virtual Worlds on Demand… otherwise it is not that easy:)
I am turning 5 years old on Kitely today. Today is my 5th rez day as we say, and five years ago today, I came to Kitely in the footsteps of my creative mentor, DB Bailey, and when he told me I should get my own world, I said, “Why? All I could make would be mud-pies here.”(not being a builder) and he said, “Good, then make a whole world of them!” That was 5 years ago and now I am 12 worlds later. I have many people to thank for growing as a virtual creator of spaces (I still, and will never, consider myself a builder 😉 Ilan Tochner is the first who comes to mind, for having the vision to create the Kitely grid, and I am grateful to him for welcoming me into Kitely, when it was only in beta testing.  I thank everyone who has given me support and encouragement too; you know who you are!
In these 5 years, I have stumbled on some innovations (media texturing, NPC’s as flexi ropes and other experiments, some more successful than others 😉 Each world has given me immense pleasure and joy when I was creating it, and a mixed feeling of sadness and accomplishment when that process was finished. I think it could be in the category of “light addictions” but I would call it, a creative passion and feel very lucky that I was introduced to the wonders of creating anything you can dream.
I watched an inspiring TED Talk by DB ( I will share it below) about creating in Virtual worlds. Someone had asked him, what was his key to having a contented life, and he said, “Make something. I think people are at their best when they are making things, not just consuming things, but making things.” After hearing his words, I went out the next day, and wrote my Boat poem…and now less than a month later, it is a newly born world!

Soo, here is my newest and I invite all my intrepid hypergrid travelers to come visit soon. I will be on tonight from 5PST to 12PST to attend in person, anyone who wants to see this latest world. Once again (and this is my 4th collaboration with him) Dale Innis has made it possible for my poem to virtually come to life before your eyes. He has scripted this ballet  of words, and changed them into moving pieces, that fit with the poem I recite to the music of Leonard Cohen’s instrumental piece: Tacoma Trailer.
Here are some pictures and also the Door to get in:
I would love to share this 5th rez day with you on All My Boats: The Door to Enter

harborot_001.jpg

The harbor ..turn on your sounds

shadows!!_006

Explore the lighthouse and its amazing views and sounds

garden-pondt_005.jpg

A peaceful harbor pond with frog sprinkler

leaving_004.jpg

“Goodbye…”

Then Nat sent me this little surprise: I think it’s best to share it here with the original post. Nat’s comments are  always very moving and with shadows:):) I just love it! Thank you Natskers  for filming my Boats.Hugs!

I also want to include two more mentions about All My Boats on two different blogs:
Selby Evans’ blog post has some beautiful pictures and includes a definition of installation Art and my poem too. Thank you so much Selby for your focus on my world.
http://virtualoutworlding.blogspot.de/2016/06/2016-art-write-all-my-boats.html

Thank you Dale Innis, scripter extraordinaire, for your blog post too: https://daleinnis.wordpress.com/2016/06/20/a-poem-and-a-painting-come-alive/

Here is another surprise: A sweet video by Joey (https://joeysl.wordpress.com/2016/07/02/out-to-sea/) taken on All My Boats. Thank you so much Joey!! Big Hugs and appreciation:)

 

Posted in Announcements, General Discussion, My Virtual Worlds, Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , , | 19 Comments

All My Boats

Posted on May 17, 2016 by Karima Hoisan

37926605-original-oil-painting-of-boats-and-sea-on-canvas-sunset-over-ocean-modern-impressionism

All my boats tied up to posts upon the docks,
began to slip away.
It was not noticed by anyone,
their shiftings on the moorings,
their pullings on the sailor knots,
lolling in a windless, waveless bay.

They tugged the whole night long against the ropes,
to make their getaway.
It was not noticed by anyone,
when the lines began to serpentine,
uncoiling from those knotted fists;
flat and free they slipped through rings
in a graceful snake ballet.

I had a few I’d tethered even tighter than the rest.
These boats had given endless joy; I never felt alone.
Pretty in their sparkling lacquer, strong of hew and finely made,
I sailed uncharted fearlessly, just knowing they were mine.
It seems that Life is set, for everything to slip away…
It all escapes our childlike grasp, and bobs into the waves.

A sense of sadness lassoed me; I’ll miss them all.
Oh, how I loved to paint their decks,
to fly their flags, and sing their praise.
And yet, they looked majestic as they floated out to sea,
each forming wakes behind them, against the daylight’s dawn,
their departure only noticed now by me.

Karima Hoisan
May 17th, 2016
Costa Rica

Posted in General Discussion, Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged , , | 19 Comments

Ciudadano de Los Cielos

Posted on April 5, 2016 by Karima Hoisan

“Citizen of the Skies…Following the Footsteps of Jorge Newbery.”
Although this is the 18th Randt and Hoisan Production, as we say in Spanish, “Give honor to whom it is deserved” This was Nat’s baby ever since I mentioned the story to her. Nat is the “apassionada” the lover of anything that flies, and without her knowledge, her great collection of vintage planes, her set building talents, camera and direction, even her script writing abilities, this little biography would have never been born.
I will take a little credit for being a dashing (male) virtual tango dancer, a voice over narrator, a woman with her parasol, running to look at a pump:), the only one smiling in a serious picture:) and also the one who used a stick now and then on our creative donkey queen-director( Nat) who might have otherwise not finished it, until “the cows came home” (her words on her blog:) So that’s my little grain of sand.

Seriously, it was an honor to work on this project about an ancestor of a friend of ours, and we hope that our efforts please his family as well as him.
Nat has lots more to say (In German ) about it and you can see that on her blog right here:
Nat’s blog: CLICK

Thanks to our good friends-extras too for taking part in the filming. Their names are at the end;  they all were so patient and professional:)
Below is the film. HD and Full screen always recommended.  Enjoy!

Posted in Announcements, Machinima, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | 8 Comments

In Your Head

Posted on March 30, 2016 by Karima Hoisan

So, wouldn’t it be fun (I thought) if someone could make a Giant Head that we could divide into Left Brain-Right Brain and take our visitors for a ride? Whenever I have odd sculpting requests, (like a horse’s rear-end:) I always call on my favorite weird sculptor, RAG Randt

Headt_001

Thanks RAG for this Awesome- Sim-Wide Mesh Head!

So you can get an idea of the size, that bothersome tiny mosquito about to land on the bridge of his nose, is really, yours truly. And here is another shot:
small-bigger head
Then I asked my scripter friend, Dale Innis, a very much Left Brain kind of guy, if he would be interested in collaborating again on this, my newest and 9th world
on Kitely – Virtual Worlds on Demand. He said, “Sure!” and after a rather slow start (a year ago) today, we proudly present it to the public. Come visit and take the tour! When you arrive you will see a two-seater hover-board. Turn on your media, (video) set environmental settings to region default, and hop on the board and let it take you for a ride in Your Head, in Our Head, back and forth between the right and left brain.
Here are some pictures to pique your interest. These scenes and many many more await you.

2headshot_001.jpg

Media on and take a seat!

3fallt_005.jpg

The flow of creativity

 

4headshot_002

The Boxes Must Never Touch!

5fallt_003 (1)

A Long-Tailed Pencil Breaker

6Ant_006 (1)

Yum Yum, Sushi!

7fallt_002

Bubbling Teeth…because they can

8fallt_004

Subtle and Hypnotic

9Ant_001 (1).jpg

Ant Art– feel free to copy anything you see and take it home

10headshot_007 (1).jpg

Top of Your Head; not just air up there

So, hopefully you are a little curious, and maybe motivated to come take our heady tour. Just click here and use any browser that has OpenSim capabilities. You might need to make a quick free avatar, but honestly OpenSim is a great adventure, and well worth it. Come visit soon!:
https://www.kitely.com/virtual-world/Karima-Hoisan/In-Your-Head

Posted in Announcements, General Discussion, My Virtual Worlds, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | 11 Comments

Love is About Loving

Posted on February 13, 2016 by Karima Hoisan
with_love_by_h23b

“With Love” by h23b Deviant Art

Love is about loving…just give it away
Surprise someone, make them smile
Write “I love you on” a $20 bill
and let it drop the next time you shop.

Love is about connection
Let those loved ones from your past
know you still feel them
in your heart, after decades apart.

Love is so simple…so easy to show
say it eye to eye, send a card or a text
Touch someone, with love
and watch them smile the whole while.

Have I told you I love you?..Did you know?
Could you tell?
I forgot to say those three words
I guess, for you to answer me, “Yes.”

Love is about loving… just give it away
Surprise someone, make them smile
Just say, “I love you.” to those that you love
On the day before and after, Valentine’s Day.

Karima Hoisan
Feb. 13th 2016
Costa Rica

Posted in General Discussion, Poems, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , | 2 Comments

Krewe de Zombies Presents Hogman!

Posted on January 28, 2016 by Karima Hoisan

What can that title possibly mean?? Well it means just what it says:)

Krewe Zombie2copy

Poster by Natascha Randt

We’re  having an After-The-Bayou Parade celebration at my Bar, “Kari’s Bar and Dance,”
Saturday, January 30th! I have been part of the Krewe de Zombies since 2010 and it’s
Mardi Gras time again in New Toulouse! “Let The Good Times Roll”
Come Join us! This time we have the fabulous performer Hogman live on stage at 2:30slt
I will be spinning Zydeco before and after Hogman’s set.
The only thing “hoggy” about Hogman (see picture) might be, that he will hog your total attention while he is playing and singing.
Join Us! You’ll be sorry if you miss this one!
March on down to Kari’s this Saturday! The fun begins at 2:00slt. Kari’s Bar and Dance
I’ll be waiting for you…..
Hoggyt_001

 

 

Posted in Uncategorized | 3 Comments

The Embroidered Flower

Posted on January 11, 2016 by Karima Hoisan
Slide1

The dragonfly had landed…to make that happen.

There was a day, when I decided to dive into a pool of water fully dressed.
On this day, I splashed and swam, in a long black dress of slippery polyester
silky – satin, smooth and cool.
On The full length sleeves, sewed tight at the wrist,
were embroidered flowers in bright pink thread, outlined in blue.
Shiny add – ons caught the morning light making little beacons lift off my arms while I moved them in slow rhythmic strokes.

The intermittent flashing reminded me of blinking lights,
as if they were all part of some long black aircraft carrier’s colorful runway,
bobbing on the waves, fueled by only sunlight, far far out at sea.
I stopped to catch my breath, resting my arms on the surface, I let them float almost weightless in the water, fingers outstretched.

Then so surprised, I almost flinched to see,
a black dragonfly, dropping rapidly down to land,
on top the brightly pink embroidered flower, at my wrist.
I held my breath, and hoped I would be, but an unobtrusive, out of focus background, just a harmless mountain dripping and looming,
over a garden of pink flowers, diamond-like adornments
sparkling here and there.
Every colorful flower was soaked with moisture, waiting to be emptied, and the dragonfly had landed… to make that happen.

I watched while he took in the pool water, filtered through brightly ordered and embroidered hand-stitched petaled patterns . He drank and he drank, but before he flew away, I was already lost in the deepest thought:
The flowers were fake; they were not real and yet, the dragonfly was not disappointed.
He believed them real and on a hot summer’s day, this water was also needed. These flowers soaked in my swimming strokes, hydrated and sated him.
No it was not nectar, not pollen, not sweet, nor sour; it was only water,
cool, neutral refreshing water, but it was enough.
.
Water is life.

While I pondered this message, because I saw there was one, in this impetuous and fortuitous gift of his unexpected landing,
I realized, the dragonfly thought them real, these bright embroidered clusters, and they called to him, and he drank, and It was real enough.

I think about my Second Life…where pixels replace skin and we use only words written on lines, and yet, for those of us, who see it real, we really can quench our thirst, for friendship, achievement, collaboration, satisfaction, even love. It doesn’t take anything more than that.
See it real, and it really can touch you, affect you, even fill you.

As I was resting at poolside, my arms folded on the tiles, that dragonfly returned. He landed on the very same flower, on the very same wrist, the pink threads still wet from my swim, and he drank again. This time, I was not surprised at all.
Of course he came back! Why wouldn’t he?

Karima Hoisan
Jan.11th, 2016
Costa Rica

*Footnote: This is the sleeve of the dress and  I thank my best Buddeh, Menubar Memorial, for turning that dragonfly, into a transparency, I could use . It was a re-enactment of the true event.:)

Posted in General Discussion, Poems, Prose Vignettes, Uncategorized | Tagged , , , , | 15 Comments

I’d Like To Order…

Posted on December 31, 2015 by Karima Hoisan
New years_001 (1)

I’d Like To Order PEACE Please…For 2016.

Posted in General Discussion, Uncategorized | Tagged , | 2 Comments

Thoughts on the New Year

Posted on December 29, 2015 by Karima Hoisan
Rick Guidice / NASA Ames Research Center

Rick Guidice / NASA Ames Research Center

When the past comes around, right at the end,
and dances us in a waltz or a complicated slow dance,
should we resist, because soon, it will be a new year?

Does the year not move along the rim of a circle
where the days and nights flip and take turns
over and over in an unending loop?

When we say “Happy New Year” we are just
pausing to look over what we have lived,
who we have loved, what we have learned.

Every minute is a new minute, every year a new year
but always moving forward, around the circular path.
Life and death, new birth, new wonder, treading on the past.

I choose the dance of thanks and light and humble steps.
Grateful for it all, I remember being this way before.

Karima Hoisan
Dec. 29. 2015
Costa Rica

Happy New Year!

fireworks_web_by_sugarmints-d9klyay

New Beginnings by Sugar Mints (Deviant Art)

 *Thank you Lily for letting me use this image. For more beautiful images check out sugarmints at Deviantart.com

Posted in Uncategorized | 6 Comments