On this long storm the Rainbow rose

on this long storm the Rainbow rose

On this long storm the Rainbow rose—
On this late Morn—the Sun—
The clouds—like listless Elephants—
Horizons—straggled down—

The Birds rose smiling, in their nests—
The gales—indeed—were done—
Alas, how heedless were the eyes—
On whom the summer shone!

The quiet nonchalance of death—
No Daybreak—can bestir—
The slow—Archangel’s syllables
Must awaken her!

Emily Dickinson

Furillen latest

We have had a few days of rain – and some awesome pictures. You really outdid yourselves this time with some incredibly varied and creative images that demonstrate – once again – the value of a sim that doesn’t dictate how it should be photographed …



It is about a balance under the rain

I had to get 'brolly' ;p Hang on kitty! It's a mad dash to the good ole airstream before this paper brolly breaks!

Damm is lost in the Thoughts @ Furillen

Looking for shelter @Furillen

Pigeons, a bumper car and soaked sneakers @ Furillen ;)


Sir BabOOn



Date'Boots @Furillen

what is she thinking?



Really pretty

@hill.s enjoy's the rain

This is just a sample of the pictures you’ve been making during the last few days. If you want to know why I make an effort with the sim, this is the answer.


Furillen is likely to be bathed in warm, Spring sunshine again this weekend. The experiment with rain went well. Most visitors reported minimal lag issues, and everyone I spoke to thought the torrential downpour looked and sounded great.

Having cleaned up the scripts in the rain, I’ve been preparing it all for packing into a rezzer – because as I said before, it would be great for the weather to vary at the sim. If you’ve seen me standing around at Furillen with my arm in the air and ‘unavailable’ over my head, this is why.

busy gif

I’ll be looking at other variations in the weather during the next few weeks.

weather gif

batman weather

Before all that, though, we have some events coming up that I wanted to remind you about.

First: Today – 4 March at Midday SLT – is deadline day for Round 3 of the Furillen photography competition. Given the slightly more complex nature of the task this time around, I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the number of entries received so far, and I’ll be sifting and sorting them into a new flickr stream later on today.

There is no voting this time. I have been putting together a small panel of judges who visit Furillen regularly and have some kind of connection with it, but no obvious vested interests. I will be a member of the panel – so if you want to bribe me, go right ahead and try, but bear in mind that my prices are really high …

Apple for the teacher cartoon

As before, this is a low stakes contest, there is no big prize, and I’ll do my best to feature as many of the entries as I can on this blog.

So relax and enjoy seeing what people came up to convey ‘The Meaning of Furillen’. The winner will be displayed in one form or another at the sim.


Details of Round 4 will be announced in due course. I personally think it’s worth going on with this competition, because it adds another layer to the increasingly rich and enjoyable artistic life that we all enjoy at Furillen. It is never the primary focus of what happens there, and not everyone wants to join in. But for those who do, it provides a good challenge.

bring it gif

Second: While we’re waiting for the judges to do their work, we may as well party – so there will be a small Abba event at the sim on the evening (Euro timezone) of Saturday 5 March. Just costumes and music for this one. It’s a bad taste festival – you know what to do.

bad taste

I’ll announce a more precise time window for this tomorrow morning, but your best bet is to have your music switched on and listen out for ‘Dancing Queen’.

danxing queen gif

Third: The rather more serious and tasteful Radiohead event happens next weekend. This follows on from what we did with Bowie, but steps things up a bit because a lot of what gets seen at the sim during the weekend will consist of art made by you. I’ve been receiving videos and pictures all week, and will start going through them towards the middle of next week.


There is still plenty of time to pull something together for the event. But to be clear: I won’t be displaying lots of pictures on the sim and turning it into a giant gallery. You know my feelings about that. So most of what gets made will turn up as part of a slide show. I’ll also be displaying pictures, movies and other information about Radiohead.

radiohead gif

I’ll be putting all of this together during the next week.

Ever the optimist, I’m still hopeful that the boys from Abingdon School might drop their new album just in time for us to add it to the music stream. And if they do, I will – obviously – claim that I’m Thom’s best friend and he did this as a Furillen favour.

But I would – of course – be lying.

creep gif

Fourth: Is there life after Radiohead? At Furillen we certainly think so, and to prove it I plan to run a series of exhibitions featuring a mix of photography from first and second life. This makes sense to me, given that the virtual Furillen has a strong connection with the real Furillen.

I’ll be giving out details about these events in due course.

Besides all of this, I am sure there will be plenty of other – impromptu – developments at the sim as the janitor continues to get to grips with his relatively low boredom threshold.


New weather patterns, a few new toys, a new building or two, some music events, and other stuff we haven’t even thought of yet.

small head gif

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, for a sim in which – by design – ‘nothing happens’ … an awful lot is happening at Furillen.

Hope to see you at some point over the weekend – I’ll be off and on intermittently.

But if you’re not wearing spandex, I’ll want to know why.

spandex abba



The Black Swan


the black swan

Black on flat water past the jonquil lawns
Riding, the black swan draws
A private chaos warbling in its wake,
Assuming, like a fourth dimension, splendor
That calls the child with white ideas of swans
Nearer to the green lake
Where every paradox means wonder.

Though the black swan’s arched neck is like
A question-mark on the lake,
The swan outlaws all possible questioning:
A think in itself, like love, like submarine
Disaster, or the first sound we wake;
And the swan-song it sings
Is the huge silence of the swan.

Illusion: the black swan knows how to break
Through expectation, beak
Aimed now at its own breast, now at its image,
And move across our lives, if the lake is life,
And by the gentlest turning of its neck
Transform, in time, time’s damage;
To less than a black plume, time’s grief.

Enchanter: the black swan has learned to enter
Sorrow’s lost secret center
Where like a maypole separate tragedies
Are wound about a tower of ribbons, and where
The central hollowness is that pure winter
That does not change but is
Always brilliant ice and air.

Always the black swan moves n the lake; always
The blond child stands to gaze
As the tall emblem pivots and rides out
To the opposite side, always. The child upon
The bank, hands full of difficult marvels, stays
Forever to cry aloud
In anguish: I love the black swan.

James Merrill

Furillen in the rain


As a glance through its Wiki page will testify, March 1st is not an especially significant day of the year. But to me it always feels as though we turn a corner at this moment – decisively away from Winter and towards the Spring.


Given that Spring came a little earlier to Furillen this year, I thought it might be nice to celebrate my own small ‘first day of Spring’ moment with a gift from a Londoner to everyone who visits the sim.

london rain gif.gif

I made it rain.

Shit weather @ Furillen

This isn’t – it must be said – your typical London rain. Believe it or not, on average London actually has less rain annually – 29 inches – than, say, Zurich (42.5 inches), Amsterdam (31 inches) or even Milan (39 inches).

What London gets is drizzle, which can go on for days, adding little to the annual rainfall figures but making a mess of your clothes and hair.

dr who hair

(Well not quite like this, but he was the best Dr Who and I just had to share this gif.)

The playwright Peter Shaffer once said that if New York was an oil painting, London was a watercolour. I see what he means about the water …

big ben rain

At Furillen we have honest rain. Or to put this another way …

heavy rain gif

… it is absolutely pissing down.

Dancing in the Rain

So being what they are, Furillenites have celebrated in the only way they know how … by taking some great rainy pictures …

Little hearts

Dancing in the Rain

Rain in Furillen


… and by holding a special ‘flash(flood?)mob’, and taking some terrific pictures of that, too …

Les Parapluies de Furillen

Flashmob again


Rainy flashmob @ Furillen

Colorful rain at Furillen


Florilège de Parapluies @ Furillen

Just to be clear, the rain won’t be a permanent feature of the sim. The sun will return just as suddenly as the rain appeared.

Sunrise from Hand from internetcurios on tumblr resized

But bear with me over the next few days as I make this rain work as well as I can – reducing the lag, sorting out the soundscape (we have some very soothing rain sounds and some great thunder echoing around).

thunder gif

I also want to pack everything away into a rezzer so that – as in first life – the Furillen weather can change in an instant.

One or two of you have asked why didn’t I use a weather system. I actually tested everything. On the basis of those tests, the rain I am using is – I think – as good as it gets for the effect I was looking for.

So if you haven’t seen it yet, do visit soon.


There is even a free umbrella.

Rain down, rain down

umbrella time at furillen



Please could you stop the noise, I’m trying to get some rest

From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What’s that…? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What’s that…? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What’s that…? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What’s that…? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
You don’t remember
You don’t remember
Why don’t you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don’t you remember my name?
I guess he does….

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height… height…
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height… height…
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

That’s it, sir
You’re leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!