This is the first of two posts about the online 3D virtual world known as Second Life. It’s a re-posting of a Penn State blog post from 2010 I’d like to try to recap several years in Second Life. Brett asked how educators were using our environment, and not being an educator I thought I’d …
Category Archives: Old stuff
old cover experiment
This, along with several sheets of vellum showing different arrangements, just tumbled out of a pile of old papers. After 30 years, I had forgotten all about it. Back before I started at the university, I’d left the restaurant to try to make it as a commercial artist. I bought a list of different businesses …
Old slides
I came across a sheet of old slides, mostly of much older pastels. I taped them to a window and photographed them. The onion and tomato image was recovered from my parent’s house after my mom died; drawn in 1976. Over the winter it’s easy to plop something from the fridge onto my drawing table …
poster fair
In the early 2000s I did a yearly workshop on preparing graduate and undergraduate poster fair posters. I did them for over five years and eventually I reached a point where I couldn’t find the time. And I thought a move to digital presentations was inevitable. I kept the material in my Penn State web …
first birthday picture
I’ve done over 30 birthday cards for my daughter. I recently found this- the first picture I did for her birthday when, I think, she was three. It wasn’t a card, though; it was a framed pastel. The actual card had only one lizard on it and a poem/riddle that spelled out her name. The …
The Vic
I was talking with an old friend over the holiday. We briefly compared notes about Thanksgiving at the Victorian Manor. Her restaurant. She’d done a web search for Maurice, the chef, and turned up this essay from my very old (early 2006) web space: At one time, this link loaded the Victorian Manor’s Web page. …
inktober 10-19
The balloon factory, from an old sketchbook, October 19, 2021
old reflection
Every now and then when I’m in an ambitious reflective mood I’ll launch an archive of my old work blog and scan through several posts. I guess I still wonder what happened. I know I’ll never figure it out. I found an old post from 2007 that I used to ask colleagues about false claims …
meter cheater, 1973
A bit silly to go to lengths to avoid paying nickles for parking, I readily admit. There was a challenge, though, and it was well met. This story was on the evening news then on the front page of the next morning’s paper. I was livid. How dare they! I wanted to storm the newspaper …
latin banquet
After my mother died, my brother and I had to find time to clean out the house we grew up in- an old three story, full-basement brick almost victorian home in Pottstown. Over that spring and summer we’d each take several days off to drive back to Pottstown hoping to clear out the junk. Instead, …