"Bridging Worlds" is a series by LA-based artist and VGT guest author Eron Rauch about the blurred line between games and art. These articles are intended as conversation starters about the burgeoning intersection between the fine art world, academic studies of games, virtual photography, and video game creation.
One of my favorite things to do during the winter months is to play MMOs. Specifically, with Los Angeles's lack of winter weather, I deeply enjoy playing through the inevitable snow regions. Yes, these regions are snowy year round (wouldn't getting a full seasonal cycle in an MMO be brilliant?) but there is something magical about wandering the majestic, pastel-lit slopes and snowdrifts at night with a glass of bourbon and eggnog in my hand. Often I find on these nights that I'm just wandering for wandering's sake, filling out map completion, poking into every moon-shimmering ice cave.
There are various nostalgic and social reasons that I enjoy these spaces: It probably has something to do with fantasy literature's love of seasons as metaphors. But more than that, I did grow up in areas with quite serious winters (both Chicago and Minnesota); winters that defined the kind of activities that you could do and gave life a certain rhythm.