Building Koolookin™

This is the part of Koolookin™ that most people skim over, because no one really needs to know how the baby got here, they just want to see the baby. It’s not the length of time, the physical, mental and emotional turmoil, physical limitations due to age and eyesight or even brain capacity, because, well, that’s just not interesting. But the story still belongs here. I didn’t hire anyone to do this website. Each page, each image, each block of text was 100% designed by me, and implemented through the help of AI.

Along the way, a realized I could live vicariously through this website. I could make Callie and Cody, my two young Cavalon pups part of the fun! I could fish, go out-doors-ing, and do about anything I want. even ride a giant Friesian if I chose to!  I could bring life to ideas so distant, the dustbunny wouldn’t even go there. At upwards of 70 years old, I orchestrated this whole thing with one eye tied behind my back. Neither one of them of ever been very good, but the one that was left out front had to get me through.

Unable to work, bills piling up, the terror of getting old and destitute reigned over every thought and feeling when I laid awake at night from 1 AM to 5 AM worrying about things I had little control over. But Koolookin™, this quirky little brand name I’ve kept in the back of my head for over a decade needed a place to live. Clothes? Some kind of business? What do you do with that word? A play on words for “cool looking”, there had to be something to do with it. No one scooped up the domain name already, and Google searches brought up nothing. Nobody thought about it. From its inception it remained an idea until around 10 years later I decided to at least buy the domain name… before somebody else finally caught on.

Now that I had an actual address in the land of virtual real estate, it was up to me what to build. So I began Building Koolookin™.  Something that doesn’t just sit there. Something that moves — like me, like the brand did, like every stubborn spark in my half-sighted, full-hearted brain that said “I’m not done.”

I’ve documented it for my own sake. But it’s public if you want to know how old blind ladies spend their days after retirement.

Koolookin™ is mine.

And no, there’s nothing else like it.

Lady C