(start interpretation of Stonethrow Collage Series here…)
This is apparently a rough draft for the 1st collage of a new series that will probably be exhibited on the top floor of Collagesity’s Red Umbrella gallery. Coolie!
(start interpretation of Stonethrow Collage Series here…)
This is apparently a rough draft for the 1st collage of a new series that will probably be exhibited on the top floor of Collagesity’s Red Umbrella gallery. Coolie!
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, collages 2d, Frank Park, Whitehead Crossing
A new batch of toy avatars now make their home at Red Head, near its South Rock. I bought these at the Mythopolis flea market for 5 bucks total. I think it was a sweet deal. And now I have yet another batch bought from the same dealer since. Nice. But they might have to wait until the fall to join their brothers and sisters already stationed here.
Knotty tree on the hillside west of Whitehead Crossing proper.
South Rock region again. This is a classic Red Head shot.
South Rock region: circle formation on tree.

Brick in the stream here. There are a number of bricks in or around Green Stream as it flows through Red Head.
The Red Head Path again, this time leading to North Rock at the upper extent of the main body of cascades.
Very shallow Grand Pool once more.
And *this* is the projected site of a cabin (etc.) just beside South Rock. It represents the new heart of Red Head, appropriately near its geographic center as well. It won’t be this summer that I’ll start the project, and perhaps not even the following summer or two. But: soon (projected, once more).
What will the construction of a “cabin” mean to this region and the mythology of Frank and Herman Park as a whole? Hucka D. has indicated to me that the cabin already exists there in hypertime, and I can draw on its energy. Hmm.
Twinned carolina hemlocks of Whitehead Crossing, near the new teepee there.
Filed under Allen Knob, Frank Park, Toy Avatars, Whitehead Crossing
Another prominent rock in or near Red Head, a bit south of Green Stream. Another no named rock as well.

Here we’re back in familiar blog terrritory in Whitehead Crossing proper, with its two dead hemlocks marking a southern entrance to the Straightaway.

4 Sticks region, sighting what might possibly be another Bee Line LINK formation…

… better highlighted here. More on that soon enough.

Orange Hill, former (present?) home to Falmouth or Dundee Castle, is eroding away. Won’t be around too many more summers. Should I even take steps to preserve it?

Vine circle marking upper end of that Bee Line type phenomenon I mentioned above.
Filed under Allen Knob, Frank Park, Whitehead Crossing
Red Head cascades.

Red Head (main) path. Fairly complicated system here. I haven’t yet created a map. Will I this spring now that it’s probably sealed off from me until autumn?

Looking up Green Stream from the bottom of the main run of cascades. They’re low but still exciting.

Larger rock at bottom of cascades, with South Rock just beyond. This seems to be a mini-center of energy within Red Head. I believe now that a cabin (etc.) will be built just above here.
Filed under Allen Knob, Frank Park, Whitehead Crossing
Might be able to get down to Whitehead Crossing after work today. Probably should have gone yesterday but decided otherwise. Wrong decision, I believe. I *did* trek down there on Sat., despite a forecast of showers. Rain never really materialized. This place is so fickle weather-wise! But anyway, I spotted *people* at The Crossing, a first. And I may not have been able to remain hidden during the spot had one of ’em not been sporting a bright yellow raincoat, it appeared. I believe they were heading to the teepee, and probably they built it as well. I wasn’t close enough to get a good look — see their age, etc.
A collection of Toy Avatars are now at Whitehead X-ing, Red Head to be more specific.
I’ll share some photos of the related visits soon.
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I also think a new spate of collages might be coming up soon, perhaps early next month.
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4/29:
I’m hoping to get down to the Red Head part of Whitehead Crossing at least a couple more times before the woods “close up”, as I put it. The plants come back, the snakes, the poison ivy, the gnats and mosquitoes. Critters in general. I’m unfamilar with the Red Head territory during the summer months. I know I can go back to Whitehead Crossing proper during that time. I would like to have a kind of woods project this summer to focus on, like I did 3 years ago with Concreek. The problems with the last 2 summers?: Well, in 2013 the summer was broken up by our 2 week trip to England and preparing for it and then recovering from it and all that. Also it rained… and rained… and rained… when we returned, from July into August. And then during the summer of 2014 my back was still giving me problems from an injury incurred at the end of fall hiking season the year before. It’s pretty much healed up now — takes a long time for a back. Getting old I suppose. Concreek might be a good candidate again. Maybe… *maybe* even Red Head. We’ll just have to see. I always have Boulder to walk around in summer months. And I can always head down to Middletown if things get really boring up here. So everything seems good once more.
Filed under Concreek, Frank Park, Whitehead Crossing
He stares up into the tower of the Falmouth Gallery. He’s reached the top. Nowhere to go but down.
A couple of the Whitehead Crossing related collages weren’t fully rezzing in for him, including this one featuring Orange Hill. Orange Hill, by the way, is disintegrating. This is the cliff that a version of the Falmouth Gallery itself is perched upon in a First Life-Second Life blend.
Spongeberg makes a mental note to study up on The Contraption pictured here, perhaps based on Wheeler-Wilson principles. As he recalled, fellow variant Roger Pine Ridge also had an interest in the paradoxical object. Is it really somewhere in Kansas/Lion’s Roar?
“This collage answers a lot,” he thinks again. The history of The Crossing.
Another one not fully rezzed: Edward’s Stone. The Contraption again as well. 2 Beemen. Perpetual Tile “Fall”. Hmm.
Spongeberg finds that whenever he lands in a new sim, the ground around him emits black smoke. Nice!
Shallowater, just like in Red Head’s Grand Pool. This pool in the Rydal Cave must be related (!). Planets again as well. The Captain and Maria as Sun and Moon. Children = the planets.
Spongeberg will come back to these Yale collages as well. He’s not done with Collagesity.
Filed under **VIRTUAL SL, Frank Park, Heterocera, Rubi^, Whitehead Crossing
I didn’t take any pictures, but I wanted to make a briefer report on my visit to Whitehead Crossing yesterday evening. Went to both Red Head and WH X-ing proper. Tried to figure out the trail layout at Red Head. There’s really only one that’s well defined, and there’s even a kind of barrier between the 2 main groups: the ones involving the cascade region of Green Stream, and then the ones surrounding Grand Pool (A Grand Pool?). Something is going to happen in the future at Red Head. I can’t C it yet; still Neptune to me.
Also, there’s been no further progress on the new Whitehead Crossing teepee, and I’m beginning to doubt if there ever will. I think it’s safe for me to visit the location this summer — walk the Contemplation Loop and so on.
I ambled from Red Head to Whitehead Crossing Mall Meadows again through the rhododendron, and discovered a somewhat easier way between the two. It’s not a path by any means, and the 2 areas are still effectively blocked off from each other. But I can make the transit myself with a small bit of effort. Yes, I must make a map soon (!). Hopefully I can kind of hang out at The Crossing this weekend — or (in checking the forecast just then) perhaps tomorrow. Get off work at 4?
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But even if he didn’t, it doesn’t matter. I am Maria von Trapp.
Maria Stein, kind of (von) *trapped* in the southeastern corner of Mercer County by the Planets U C (planets you see). Maria Stein is the father-mother, the sun-moon.
Filed under Frank Park, Whitehead Crossing
http://www.dailystandard.com/archive/2015-04-04/stories/26445/painting-the-town-for-easter
Another article with Brenda Robinson, painter of the Quilted Rock. This time she helped restore Big Bob, claimed to be the world’s largest handmade bass.
When the Griswolds were done painting, Robinson applied a final clear coat to protect Big Bob from the elements.
“I bet he’s good for another 50 years,” Griswold said.
The fish was built to advertise Celina and Grand Lake, with many Lake Festival queens riding on the float in the past. More recently members of the Celina Dolphin swim team have enjoyed a ride on the float during the Lake Festival parade.
History of Big Bob:
According to a 1976 Celina Lake Festival brochure, the current Big Bob is not Celina’s first whopper of a fish float.
Apparently, in the 1930s, a 30-foot-long fish float was built by Celina businessmen to advertise Grand Lake. The float appeared in numerous parades and events throughout Ohio, Indiana and Michigan.
The float was to be a part of the famous Parade of Roses in Pasadena, Calif., but was destroyed when it was loaded for the parade and never reached its destination.
The disheveled fish then was put on a small island in Grand Lake off West Bank Road where it sat for many years as a tourist attraction, the brochure says.
– Betty Lawrence
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“Isn’t it clear? You must make a [“quilted”] fish sculpture. To match Waxy the Bird in nearby Greenhead. B[y]rd-Fish.”

“One Pink” (Greenup collage #11).
I just took apart the sculpture of the red/green/blue birds seen in the above collage (Opus 19) to make room in my study for the new keyboards (Baby Chro). One replaces another in effect.
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Fish+Bass in Quay County, NM.
Filed under Frank Park, Georgia, MAPS, New Mexico, Ohio, Whitehead Crossing
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grand_Lake_St._Marys_State_Park
I believe the shallow pool of water at the lower end of Red Head may now be called The Grand or Grand Pool or something equivalent. Model: Grand Lake, Ohio, also very shallow. More on Grand Lake and its Mercer County soon enough. Thanks!

Celina = Jupiter, Coldwater = Saturn, Neptune = Neptune (etc.)
Mercer County is our Solar System.
http://generationqmagazine.com/needle-gypsies-the-quilted-rock/
We stopped on the way back home to get a closer look and take pictures. I contacted Stoneco—actually a company called Shelly that acquired the Stoneco quarries some years ago—to ask about the origins of the rock. I was told the rock had been placed to mark the northwest corner of the property that housed Stoneco in that location, but it had been a magnet for graffiti. A local artist, named Brenda Robinson, offered to paint the rock in a quilt-like design in order to discourage the vandalism. And, apparently, it worked, as the Shelly representative had no knowledge of any further defacement.
And that’s all there was to it. Frankly, I was a wee bit disappointed. I was hoping for something that involved a jilted lover, a family feud, and a ghost that haunts the grinder thingy next to the rock. So, what do you think? Tell us what your story would be for the origin of The Quilted Rock. Maybe we can get Stoneco to go with one of ours instead.
No relation between the quite similarly colored Quilted Rock and the official Mercer County flag that I can tell. Story of the flag here:
http://www.ohiostatehouse.org/museum/county-flags/mercer
The lighthouse signifies Grand Lake, the largest man-made lake in Ohio. Beams radiating from the lighthouse stand for all six Mercer County schools: red for St. Henry, orange for Coldwater, gold for Parkway, green for Celina, blue for Marion Local, and purple for Fort Recovery. The flag committee added one final touch to the design. The foundation of the lighthouse was modified to have fourteen stone blocks. Each block represents one of the townships.

Red Head’s very shallow “Grand Pool”
But I wonder if a map like this could have possibly served as an inspiration for the colored Quilted Rock patterns.
Actually, I suppose it looks more like townships. More pondering to do here…
http://myhometownohio.blogspot.com/2009/09/temple-of-tolerance.html
Filed under Frank Park, MAPS, Ohio, Whitehead Crossing
What sticks out from this list?
Yes, it’s obvious. The 2 Hermans of Craighead County, AR, one on a Herman topo map and one on a *Tru*mann topo map. Herman Munster, ol’ Flattop, is not a true man. He is a [composite] monster.
There are 2 Hermans in Winesap. This is also obviously referred to here. Is there more proof of this? Of course. We have Winesap in the same county, and one of only 2 in the country, the other being in Ohio. We have a Fisher, with another in the county below, almost directly south. Fisher-Herman. Fisherman. Obvious.
But Herman also refers to Herman Park. But Herman Park refers to the 2 Hermans of Winesap. It’s a circle, or a triangle. Triangle within a circle.
Herman Park was built around Tile Creek, known to non-Tilists as mundane Yards Creek, spewing forth in an Appalachian Spring from Yards Mtn.
That’s Red Head soon to run into a Greenhead roadblock, quickly resolved. Greenhead is where the bird beat the bug. Hucka Doobie was a martin bird. Bird Wax instead of Bee Wax. Isn’t that right Hucka D.? Never mind. I know I figured it out. You transformed from a bee into a bird.
Hucka D.:
Almost.
bb:
Stay on course.
Hucka D.:
Yes.
bb:
What is the relationship between Green Stream and TILE Creek? Are they the same? Or, better, is Green Stream the *new* TILE Creek? Given that Red Head begins it all, and Red Head starts 4orrin1 [and the flow of an Appalachian stream] as seen above. Red Head transforming temporarily to Greenhead — and I’ve been thinking about this — is the confluence of the former with the Whitehead Crossing matrix. Assimilation. Whitehead Crossing is home for poor little orphaned Anne, even though she was suppose to be a boy (as Red Head is most logically Greenhead and visa versa, since it’s on Green Stream and Greenhead is on Red Brook instead). Then in the next synch carrcass, Frank’s Moving Mountain, we have the same dialog reappearing. But instead it’s Howl whose hair has turned an awful shade of green.
Hucka D.:
We’re getting off course.
bb:
Sorry. Could there even be significance to the poem Anne is reading at the beginning of the synch carrcass and film as one?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Lady_of_Shalott
Stanzas five to eight describe the lady’s life. She suffers from a mysterious curse, and must continually weave images on her loom without ever looking directly out at the world. Instead, she looks into a mirror, which reflects the busy road and the people of Camelot that pass by her island.
Modern critics[citation needed] consider The Lady of Shalott to be representative of the dilemma that faces artists, writers, and musicians: to create work about and celebrate the world, or to enjoy the world by simply living in it.
TENNYSON-DICKEYVILLE.
Why Dickeyville?
Hucka D.:
On course.
Filed under Arkansas, Frank Park, Indiana, MAPS, Whitehead Crossing, Wisconsin