Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fantasy. Show all posts

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Mrs Egeland talks about: 21st Century Syndrome

We live in society obsessed with photo-shopped images of our favourite celebrities, with iPads, iPhones, Smart TV and Android phones which makes us available 24 hours a day, and bombarded with information, most (like this blog) trivial and some banal.

We inhabit two worlds, one online in video games, social media sites and forums and the other in the quote/unquote “real world” . In one we can make ourselves as beautiful, and intelligent as we want, in what you could almost describe as rustic roleplaying virtual reality. We can take and filter photographs until they no longer look like the real version of ourselves,  we can post these and say to ourselves that’s how we really look. We can post witty diatribes or make profound statements that we’ve stolen from some poor sap, we can quote author and great thinkers just by googling them. We can make out to be better than we are, richer, better looking and smarter than in reality. In the other we’re just exercise addicted/couch potato zombies, striving for the appearances we see in the media, and forever failing except in our other lives in our other world.

Except that the longer we spend enveloped in this virtual world the less human we become. The further we fall down the rabbit hole, the less we appreciate reality, the more we crave the fantastic, the virtual, the impossibly perfect. I live in Norway, in a country surrounded by beautiful fjords and dramatic vistas, its people spend hours and hours in around the countryside and yet you will still find them online, posting photos of themselves being sporty, wearing branded clothing to impress their fellows. I’ve heard people tell me that living in Norway made me lucky because there were more countryside to explore, but that doesn’t make Norwegians any less addicted to that other world.

Our entire infrastructure is now set up to inhabit that virtual world, there are online banks, online supermarkets and online boutiques that mean that we hardly have to leave the shelter of our virtual lives. Even when our work is outside the virtual world, we have our devices to enable us to continue to be connected to the unreal world online.

No wonder the ideal for men and women these days is to look as if we were created by a programmer with a computer. No wonder celebrities have all there photographs photo-shopped, its the only way to look as if you are about to star in a video game. No wonder there is an uproar when we see un-doctored images.

We don’t want to see reality, we don’t want to see humanity, we want a produced image. We want to live in the virtual world. We want to pretend we can achieve that in the real world.  That if you’re thin enough you will look the pictures in the magazines, or if you have plastic surgery and enhancements you can look like the virtual women online.

Except that living like this will eventually destroy humanity, because there are no laws online, there are no consequences and that breeds chaos and crime. Eventually we will lose what makes us human, because we will be all the same, carbon copies of those false but beautiful creations online. If this world survives, what will the generations to come find? What will the archeologists of the future discover buried in the earth?

Will the internet survive? If the world was hit by a cataclysmic natural disaster akin to the one that killed the dinosaurs will all our online endeavours survive? As it is the chief of Google believes that the memories we keep on our computer and in virtual space will be incompatible with the technology of the future and all the information online will go to a virtual rubbish pile.

I both despair, and contribute to the problem.

Till next time, thoughtfully,

Davita

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Mrs Egeland’s Art of Scrapbooking

I’d like to apologise for my absence on Monday, sometimes ill health just gets the best of me and I just couldn’t find the strength or the will power to get to my laptop and compose a blog post for you all.

Since last I wrote I’ve had a few suggestions for blog posts, and believe me all of them were taken into consideration and have gone into the pot. As soon as I’ve boiled them in my brain a bit I will get them out to the world.

Today, though I thought I would show you some of the things that I find difficult to post tutorials about. Scrapbooking. Or well, I don’t know if that is quite the right term for it. IMG_1269

I’ve made scrapbooks since I was a kid, and it started when me and my brother found my grandfather’s scrapbook that he made as a youngster of planes. All pictures and articles cut out of magazines and newspapers of airplanes. We wanted to make scrapbooks too and so we bought a book of rough paper and glued in things that we found. Then my parents helped make scrapbooks about our holidays with photographs and postcards, writing diaries during our vacations to document the things we done. We said they were ship logs and now that we are older and both married we can look back at them and read them and remember the great childhood we had.

Now I use scrapbooking to tell stories, to make books for my memories that my children (when we eventually have some) will be able to read and enjoy, and to collect recipes. I’m sure there are many other things you could use scrapbooking for, but I hope this little look at my scrapbooks will inspire you.

So the first of my scrapbooks is a recipe book. Its my second recipe book, I’ve collected lots of recipes and this one is all in metallic ink on black paper. IMG_1270IMG_1271IMG_1272

I’ve drawn illustrations in between the recipes, and I haven’t really glued anything in at all. Which is why I wonder if you can really call it a scrapbook. I love collecting recipes, and I don’t really like looking at them on my computer, besides this way I can be creative with a practical use.

The next one is my family book. When I met my husband I started this book, I wanted a book for our wedding but I couldn’t really afford to get one made with all our photos, so I decided to make one instead. It developed into a book where we can put stories about holidays and events, special moments in our life. IMG_1274IMG_1275IMG_1276

I’ve written about vacations like my family used to, so that one day I can look back on them. Its filled with photos, postcards and stories about us.

The third one is very different, its a story book. When I was a teenager I wanted to write a story about a fictitious family that went on adventures. They are called the Boggles and as with any creation, I love them all! IMG_1277IMG_1278IMG_1279

I drew all the drawings and wrote most of the stories by hand. Its a strange little book and a few of my friends have said that it should be published. Maybe, one day, I will see if I can get it published.

The last book is also a story book. It started because a friend of mine was feeling down, like love would never come to her and so one night, when I was staying with her we made up a story about how she would find true love. It was such a good story that I just had to write it down, and then I started making stories for other friends and although I haven’t finished it yet I still think it will be good fun for my children to see. IMG_1280IMG_1281IMG_1282

Again I drew all the illustrations and wrote the stories by hand.

Well those are my scrapbooks, and really, since they come from a very fluid creative place it would be difficult to show you how to make your own. Besides which, scrapbooks aren’t exactly rocket science, I’m sure that you all have huge brains and can make your own scrapbooks without me holding your hand. I just hope that these might inspire you to create your own beautiful scrapbooks.

Well that’s really all from me. I hope that you forgive my lack of posting on Monday. I will get my act together soon, promise.

Until next time.

Davita

Friday, April 27, 2012

Dose of Fairytale

Lately, and in a minor reference to my last post, because of my desperate itch to disappear to foreign climes I have been allowing my mind to wonder into fairytales. Or rather watching movies that either are actual fairytales, eg. Alice in Wonderland or movies set in balmy locations such as, Mamma Mia, with fairy tale like stories. I've been playing games set in fairy worlds and generally not paying much attention to reality. In fact, my stress levels being what they are, the less I have to do with the real world the better I like it. Unfortunately work interrupts my delirium and fantasy world, returning me to the everyday mundane, and as usual for this time of year I spend most of my work day wishing for the moment that I can go home. It just gets worse and worse, and so does another itch, the itch to write. The fantasy novel that I have written still lies unpublished, in the hands of my agent and yet the urge to begin another grows stronger and stronger every day. All this amidst, search for a more profitable job, the start of a small sewing business and a desperate need for a holiday. I really do like to pile it on myself, don't I? Will any of this ever work out? Or will I just stagnate hopelessly until I have a nervous breakdown? Unfortunately for me, I haven't got the ability to read the future, and my usual positive thinking is slowly degrading. So to escape the horrors of my rising stress levels I live, as much as I'm able, in my own little fantasy land where everything is possible, where good always conquers evil, where I can be whatever I want to be and have everything I want to have without means to achieve them other than wishing. I'm learning italian, but only because it makes me feel a little closer to being somewhere else, another means of mental escape. Fairy tales are the original fantasy fiction, and since I am a great lover and debut contributor to that genre I suppose its natural that I find them fascinating and entertaining and a good means of mental escape from the day to day grind. I spend hours planning a Mad Hatter's Tea Party, unfortunately I can't find enough wacky friends to attend such an event, or a suitable location to hold such a wonderful, crazy, mad idea. Perhaps if I ever get to own a slightly older house with plenty of old-fashioned character and a huge garden I can go mad and try to convince all my sane friends to dress in AIW appropriate costume and show up to a Mad Hatter's Garden Tea Party, with of course a showing of the Tim Burton movie, unless of course that would be breaking the law.... copyright.... not showing to a large audience? I can even imagine how it would all look and how the evening would end. *Sigh* Well back to my random theme. I married my husband, and we are more like Shrek and Fiona than Snow White and Prince Charming (Walt Disney Prince Charming not Shrek/Rupert Everett Prince Charming) I can't think of any aspect of my life that could be consider remotely Fairy tales - esc. Perhaps that's part of my problem, perhaps I need a little "magic" in my life, a little adventure and a little romance. So then the question arises, how? But I think maybe that question has to be left unanswered, because I'm truly stumped on that one! However I will be posting a travel post after my vacations in June, so keep you eyes peeled for a romp through Southern Spain. Farefarren everyone!