I first joined Second Life years ago, took a long break, and returned last year.

These days I spend most of my time somewhere between dancefloors, back alleys, rooftops, late-night conversations and whatever shady situation somebody convinced me to teleport into at 2AM. I photograph people, places and moments that feel alive for half a second before they disappear again into the scroll of the next night. Clubs, DJ’s, strangers, glamour, chaos, vanity, atmosphere. That’s usually where you’ll find me.

I like stories and images that feel layered. The type that exist underneath appearances. This place is full of people performing versions of themselves and I think that’s what makes it interesting. We build ourselves, identities, reputations, fantasies. Sometimes we hide inside them. Sometimes they reveal more than we intended.

And then there’s Doreen.

Doreen is part socialite, part disaster, part unreliable narrator in expensive heels. She drifts through parties and conversations with absolute confidence and occasionally very little awareness of what’s actually happening around her. Playing with that contrast, between beauty and absurdity, performance and sincerity, became one of my favorite ways to tell stories here.

Outside of all that, I genuinely love this world. The creativity, the nightlife, the unexpected conversations, the strange emotional weight virtual spaces can somehow carry. This blog became my place to collect all of it: photos, stories, observations, projects and memories from a world that stopped feeling temporary a long time ago.

So if you’re here for atmosphere, storytelling, nightlife, beautiful people making the worst decisions every night, or just because you accidentally clicked the wrong teleport, welcome. You’re in the right place now.

Short answer: no.

I was on Primfeed for a while, but my images were removed and deleted without warning for supposedly not being related to Second Life. Considering they were taken in-world, that caught me off guard. I reached out for clarification but never received a meaningful explanation. That experience helped motivate me to create this space instead, somewhere I have full creative control.

As for Flickr, I appreciate the platform, but I often like pairing my images with longer captions or stories, and it felt somewhat limiting for that purpose. Never say never though; I may still expand there in the future.

What you see is created without AI.

With one exception: There is a story on this site where I chose to use AI because it added something special. In Mission: Impeccable (Menu > Stories), the magazine cover and the movie poster were created with the help of AI as part of the process, as were the photos featuring Doreen and my ex-boyfriend. When you come across them, you will probably understand why AI was the right choice.

No. Nothing you see here is paid for or sponsored.

I simply enjoy Second Life, documenting the moments that catch my eye, and capturing the people and places that make the grid feel alive. What I share is driven entirely by my own curiosity and enthusiasm, not by anyone else’s agenda. Work is for real life; this is passion.

So if you notice me returning to certain venues, people, or themes more often, it is not because someone asked me to. It just means those corners of my Second Life resonate with me and deserve a little extra spotlight

I just might. Chances are I will already have my camera out if I run into you in-world, whether that is on a crowded dance floor or somewhere a little more unexpected.

I love capturing people and sharing those moments, but I prefer to keep it fun rather than turning it into an obligation, so I cannot make promises.

So feel free to reach out when you see me, and we can always look for the right moment to capture your awesomeness.

Yes!

All images are published under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International (CC BY-NC-ND 4.0) license.

Which means you are welcome to share them with proper credit, provided they are not edited and not used for commercial purposes.