Made some more rather major changes to Pietmond in the last day, including the creation of a new gallery in Garage #1 of town (which has been significantly enlarged in the process), and also the insertion of the Urbania Rowhouses Freebie by Sarg Bjornson in place of the Luv Shack underneath the TILE Tower, which represents a significant upgrade of usable town space as well. But what to put in it? I’ve already inserted 30 of my collages into the Garage #1 gallery (not yet garnering an official name), including the last 3 series of the Art 10×10 (Hidalgo, Wheeler, and Jasper collage series). I’ll give some details later — who knows what will change in New Pietmond in the meantime.
Oh, and I’ve also made a gallery of the Stairs #1 builing. I logically call it the Stairs Gallery, but pun on “stares” (like in staring at the jawdropping art within). Inside are now found 15 or 16 pieces by Kollage Kid, and then the bridge connects the top of this structure with the Hobo Squat structure next door, where I believe additional Kollage Kid pieces will be displayed. A path may be that the X-Spot Gallery (presently containing the same Kollage Kid collages, plus a couple more by him) will be gradually emptied for another project. This week I should get to the text generation for the 2 Jeogeot through Art and Word related posts below.
Then we come to the Knocks or the Knicks, the town’s official rock band. They’ve been rehearsing in Garage #2, and already complaints have been registered from the Stairs Gallery owners about the noise (and the band, in turn, complaining about the renovation noise coming from their gallery). It’s been a rather bitter fight, with Don (Dr. Blood’s brother) threatening to blow up the bridge connecting the two parts of the gallery. Don and Rich’s parents just want peace — “Why don’t you ask if you can exhibit some art in their gallery, Rich?” they might suggest. Rich (same as Dr. Blood apparently) has been researching the history of the town. Wallace3, aka Karoz Blogger, might surface soon. But it all could be just Baker Bloch and Karoz having some rock music generating fun. They are brothers aren’t they? Karoz instead researches Jeogeot history. TILE. His pictures are up now in the House of Truth they grew up in. Now they just sleep around town anywhere, basically. “What happened to your parents Karoz?” I asked. “Sapphire? I only had a mother that I knew. Gene Fade the mossman was supposedly my real father. Sapphire wasn’t my real mother. Instead a gypsy was. I spent my infancy on The Moon, but was given to Sapphire at a rather early age and stayed in Yeot and then Norum. I became Aqua Teen beyond Aquamarine and moved into a replica of my grandparent’s old house in Yeot.” “Blue Feather Douglas?” I asked. “Nata Lee and Natha Neil,” came the answer. “I remember tea parties, and a doll house. A house that looked *exactly* like their house.” Karoz paused, examined his nails.
“Karoz, talk about Peter if you can.”
“Peter was our manager. Told us we could make it big, but we had to move out of Norum. Said that there was an up and coming town he knew out in Sunklands that we could take over, as it were. A single sink involved. So Pietmond was eventually born. Peter’s Pietmond.”
“So Baker Bloch was with you in Norum.”
“Of course,” Karoz replies. “He’s been here since the beginning.”
“What of Dr. Blood?”
Hucka D.:
I hate to interrupt your dialog baker b., but we must move on to something else. Plus I was suppose to interrupt you at that point. Anything else?
bb:
You said you had something else to talk about.
Hucka D.:
Pietmond is an onion to peel. Proverbial. You have two older versions even — complicated now. Cool and complicated. A gift for you, baker b. Lion’s Roar but more. Lions’ Roar carried over. Winter… soon.
Pietmond:
Jack-o. Really-o. Born-o. Insignificanti-o. Right-o. And rong-o. Are-o you-o going-o to-o… to help me?
bb:
Yes Pietmond. I’ll try.
Pietmond:
Are-o help-o you. Me. Try to get high? No. Try to get even. Try to get. Try. Try.
bb:
Try to change consciousness?
Pietmond:
Inner facto stubmiontiatio turning part creeping statio. Pardono really aredent yippie grapevine tulip aren’t glad you are happen truce. true.
Hucka D.:
Goodnight baker b.!
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