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Whitehead Crossing 1/2/15 and 1/3/15

I didn’t want to go too long without supplying the text for this particular post concerning Whitehead Crossing, which gives pictures from probably my most successful and satisfying day of hiking in the area. Most of my pictures didn’t turn out that well however. It’s tough to take good ones in such confined areas. Below is the example of some stuff I had to crawl beside to get from one place to another — rhododendrons abounded. I had to be more mindful of hiking choices, else I could get not really lost, per se, but end up having to backtrack a longer way. I was attempting to let the woods tell me the directions I should go. And, lucky for me, it pretty well worked!

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I’ve seen the very interesting white rock pictured below once before on a hike several years back. It exists beside Green Stream, but well below Whitehead Crossing and even Con Creek — more toward the mouth of the stream where it enters Spoon Fork at the lower end of the Korean Channel. Difficult to explain without a map; I’ll put that on my tado list for the new year. Just for the record, I reached this place on Green Stream from an area I’ve called Fi in the past. I talk a little about it at the end of this April 2013 post.

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Green Stream tumbles through some low cascades in this more confined area, quite similar to Red Head but perhaps not quite as dramatic. But the comparison can certainly be made. So it’s a kind of “lower Red Head”. Today I found an easier way into this area than before through Fi, a new discovery.

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Interesting flat rock of the area. Probably not another grave marker, however. I don’t think.

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The we switch over to the next day (1/3/16) for the last snapshots of this post. And here comes yet another odd Whitehead Crossing find. What we have pictured below is the remains of a *blue* crayfish on a long log running parallel to the Little Whitehead stream. Although I’ve seen regularly colored crayfish in the area, which appear mainly mud or brown or grey colored, I’ve never in my life spotted a blue one. Yet here it is in the midst of all else weird in The Crossing. And it’s simply been *pulverised”. When I showed this picture to my wife, she said it’s probably an *owl*, and when we googled blue + crayfish online (yes they actually exist in my area of the mountains) we found the main natural predator named was this very bird. Yes, owls have barged their way back into the picture in a pretty big way.

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Little Whitehead’s source from the days before was drying up.

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Curious “x” of sticks that the log with the pulverized blue crayfish points to. X marks the spot?

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Orange fungus. Don’t know if this is typical for winter or caused by the warm weather.

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More fungus, a cluster of round brown ones this time, and on the same log pictured above.

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This rock cluster is beside Little Whitehead just across from the pulverized crayfish. It contains a quartz marking I presently call the White Shark or White Submarine.

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Interesing darker rocks in Whitehead Brook now. All these larger rocks probably deserve names as well.

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Whitehead Brook as it flows past Remorse Rock (right).

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This day I also revisited the tiny Dogpatch Cemetery and its two graves, one marked and the other unmarked. Someone has cut the rhododendron back from the marked grave. Perhaps the involved family knows about these graves after all. Or is someone else tending to it?

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Year in Review

The long Xmas break is coming to a close. I *love* being off from work, but I guess most people at this point in time could say that. According to Forbes at least 2 out of 3 Americans dislike their jobs. Still there are worse options, like unemployment, like living in a town I really don’t like (I do still like Blue Mountain quite a lot, just not as much as in earlier years). And I can see the finish line of my job now — 5 more years or so, perhaps 6. And that’s it.

As I’ve probably already written about here, I am very pleased with the progress on Sunklands, which is now a blog wrapped up in a legitimate web site (still bakerbloch.com for now). I see the blog as sort of a volcano of ideas, spewing forth strings of energy. I might have just finished up a round of Collagesity style fiction, for example. Before that I was heavy into the interpretation of the Boos collage series. Before that, the focus was on physically making the collages of that series. And so on back down the line. But sitting behind the blog are also several other projects I don’t talk about as much. The Sunklands site now seems to center around the collage art of me, baker b. But running in the background all the time in low hum mode is the maps research. It predates the digital collages, it predates audiovisual synching: for over 30 years now I’ve been working on this one project, trying to figure out how to put it in some sort of published form. And despite at least one valiant attempt, I’m still not there. Probably in about 10 years time I’ll release a version of the research but with the understanding that new editions will be forthcoming. I look forward to retirement for time to focus on that very important life project as well. The hybrid “Map Synching Feeling” from last year is a nod in this direction.

So let’s just break it down into categories:

Collages:

Very pleased, once more, with progress on collage work. 2 10 work series came in the first half of the year, and then the 30 piece Boos series happened in November and December. If I can keep doing 2 or 3 series a year like that for the rest of my life I’ll be pretty happy. It’s very very important to allow time for 2d digital collage making. It’s become my bread and butter, along with overall blog development.

And I have to add here that collage *interpretation* worked out well this year too. My interpretation of the Boos series might be my best writing yet in that vein. I also worked quite hard on the Stonethrow series interpretation in May, but that was only 10 collages as opposed to the 30 in Boos.

Audiovisual Synching:

Another type of collage in my mind, and one that keeps chugging along, although not at the hot pace of 2004-2007, or even 2013, another big synching year for me. But they still come. Carrcass-12 was formed this year in September. I still need to tape it, but I seemingly have all the elements in place now to do so. In a way, *this* is the center, and 2d collages just emerged from it instead of visa versa. But, really, the two go hand in hand in a bigger picture.

One thing I don’t worry about, at least presently, is making any money off of these collage creations. Setting that on the backburner has allowed me more freedom to experiment. For example, I’m always examining the idea of a work of art as self contained vs. being part of a series of at least 10 works. Obviously to the general (buying) public the former would be more understandable and probably more desirable to exhibit on their own. But without the flow of ideas behind the work, collages seem hollow and more insubstantial and, eventually perhaps, even dispensable. It’s a large topic. And this goes along with the needed interpretation of said series, adding depth. It’s almost two sides of one thing: like the moon, collages have a light side (surfacely viewable; contained) and a dark side (hidden meaning; boundless). To explore both, for me, is to better see the whole.

Virtual Reality:

This year, probably for the first time in my Second Life involvement, I’ve kept together a virtual town for *a whole year*. That’s quite an accomplishment in and of itself. But, viewed in another way, maybe it’s a non-accomplishment, because I’m always going back and forth whether to sell the land at the first of the month, or even abandon it. Witness the “move” to Nautilus continent and the Mysten sim this past summer. Witness the more recent Nautilus City rentals. Just last week Spongeberg Resident decided not to destroy the town in January and shift everything over to that island city. And I’m well aware that Second Life will not last forever, and that if I retain a virtual presence it will soon have to come through some kind of other platform. But I haven’t found that platform yet, and so my involvement with Second Life and virtual town making there persists. I’m thinking that the name Collagesity might be carried over into a post Second Life existence. I just like the name.

Art (Toy/Junk) Happenings:

One for this year: Bigfoot. Another big success story. Taking place on the western edge of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape, October’s Bigfoot art happening forms a great synthesis of junk, toys, and marble races, my best effort yet in that direction and a template of sort for all happenings to follow. Where is it headed? I’m not sure, but the happenings have become an indispensable part of my art now. They are also entwined with woodsy exploration. So let’s go to that next…

Hiking/Exploring:

The weather has been super nice in November and December this year, allowing me considerably more hikes that usual for the time period. I have a backlog of photos to upload to the blog, actually, involving several more extensions of the Blue Mountain Landscape beyond Bigfoot (and Rediscovery). But Bigfoot is the big find of the year since it is attached to the successful happening. And the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape itself, taking a focus away from nearby Frank and Herman Parks. Too much stress, I feel, has been laid upon the latter to carry forth my art happenings, with Whitehead Crossing at the center of that quandry. More on that in a post to come. But Whitehead X-ing keeps being developed in its own way, and, as it seems to be turning out, in a *different* direction than the art happenings. Very important point there.

Sunklands Blog:

It keeps keeping on! I’m one of those that took to blogging like a duck to water. I can’t see that coming to a halt anytime soon. It also acts as or subs for a personal/ work journal. I sometimes talk through life problems via the blog’s various characters. I find refuge in a virtual village when the outside world becomes either physically or emotionally harsh. I weather the storm there and blog about it. I always seem to emerge a stronger person, and better because of the challenge. Thank you Sunklands!

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AFTERWARDS…

… The Blame Game Team.

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Decision 03

Carr.:

And now… the owls.

Hucka D.:

Interesting.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Carr.:

I’m waiting for the rumbling again. (the sky rumbles again) There it is. We can proceed. Oh, there’s English pop sensation Elton John stepping up into the gazebo. Rez him a chair Baker Bloch.

Baker Bloch:

Where?

Carr.:

On the floor.

Baker Bloch:

No. I don’t see Elton John. Is he invisible to me only? Look around Hucka Doobie and Spongeberg Resident and tell me.

Spongeberg Resident (not looking):

I once met Elton John at a pollinating party.

Hucka D.:

The trap, again. Shut it.

Baker Bloch:

Carrcassonnee, we don’t see Elton John.

Carr.:

Oh, he’s here. He has Rock with him. A rock. The Rock. Do you know Rock?

Hucka D. (guessing):

Crocodile?

Carr.:

Yes, that and much more.

Baker Bloch (raising his hand):

Oh oh, I know it (!). *Owl* Rock.

Carr.:

Yes. I mean, no. It’s the other rock. The one you or your user inserted in Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

I’m a little confused about that. This is Baker Bloch obviously. But he’s also baker b. If so, then who is Baker Blinker? Are they two sides of one user or…

Baker Bloch:

I am basically the same as baker b. Baker Blinker is basically inactive.

Spongeberg:

So, basically, what you are saying…

Carr. (interrupting):

Is Hucka D. the same as Hucka Doobie? Of course he is. And so baker b. and Baker Bloch have fused in a similar way. This is a celebration, then. We have many things to celebrate. True weather is coming to Collagesity. Collagesity has been saved. Bracket Jupiter and Wilsonia Foxclaw won’t be coming back — oh, I suppose that’s a non-celebration. What do you call[ those things]?

Baker Bloch:

Wakes, perhaps.

Hucka D.:

Parties.

Carr.:

No, not parties Hucka Doobie. I know what a party is. It is a celebration as well.

Baker Bloch:

We should probably end soon. So what about the rock, Carrcassonnee? Is it an Elton John song, perhaps Crocodile Rock? Will he sing it for us?

Carr.:

It is Grey Seal.

Spongeberg (to Baker Bloch):

Duuh.

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Later that night, Elton John serenades Patty Peppermint with “Daniel”.

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Decision 02

Carr.:

I’ve sent for Hucka Doobie. He should be arriving… oh here he is.

(Hucka Doobie enters the building and sits down in a 3rd chair just rezzed.)

Carr.:

I’ve put the others to sleep, Hucka Doobie, so I can talk some personal things with you. How are you doing, by the way?

Hucka Doobie:

I’m fine Carrcassonnee. What’s all this about? I’ve never seen a crowd this large in Collagesity before (!).

Carr.:

No, and perhaps not again. At least until the next town meeting. Did you attend?

Hucka D.:

I couldn’t make it. Pollinating party over at Patty Peppermint’s.

Carr.:

I’ve heard that excuse [from you] before, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D. (turning slightly red):

Sorry. So…

Carr.:

First off, Bottles, Hucka Doobie.

Hucka D.:

The woman that’s trying to kill me?

Carr. (not biting):

No. Actual bottles. *You* pulled them out of the ground.

Hucka D.:

I didn’t!

Carr.:

Shhh. You’ll wake up the other two. I guess you’ve heard the grumblings. Rumblings, I mean.

Hucka D.:

Yes. In my sleep. And then when I awake.

(Spongeberg wakes up.)

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Spongeberg:

Oh, hello Hucka. Didn’t hear you buzz in. Oh, the sleep thing. Good one Carrcassonnee. What did I miss?

Carr.:

Oh, we were just talking about Hucka Doobie’s new honey, weren’t we Hucka?

Hucka D.:

Sure.

Spongeberg:

Whatever happened to that Hurla Don’tbee? Heard she was a good ride.

Hucka D.:

Shut your trap.

Carr.:

… and the weather. We were talking about the weather weren’t we Hucka Doobie? The weather. The rumblings and the grumblings but mostly the grumblings. Rumblings I mean. Earlier, Hucka Doobie, Spongeberg and Baker Bloch and I were talking about the weather as well. We were speculating that real weather might even come to Collagesity now. Oh, and Spongeberg isn’t going to destroy the town. Isn’t that great news?

Hucka D.:

Absolutely.

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Carr.:

Well good, you’re all 3 awake now. Splendid. Just remember what I said, Hucka D. About the you know whats.

Hucka D.:

The rumblings.

Carr.:

The rumblings. Yes. The rumblings.

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Decision 01

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(joined in progress)

“… put the Elton John album behind me.”

bb:

I’m not sure I can, Carrcassonnee. I don’t own the land behind you. I’d have to link it with something else.

Carr.:

Spongeberg is coming. Time to make a decision.

bb (surprised):

Oh.

(Spongeberg Resident walks into the gazebo and sits down in a chair that Baker Bloch has politely rezzed).

Carr.:

Ahh, my two proud boys together.

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And Spider’s my third boy, aren’t you girl? Gooood Spider. Say hello to Spider, Spongeberg.

Spongeberg:

Hello Spider. Hello Baker Bloch. Hello Carrcassonnee. I have made a decision.

Carr.:

Have you made a decision?

Spongeberg:

Yes. The town can stay. For another month. I just wanted to get Baker Bloch out in the woods and thinking about Whitehead Crossing again.

Carr.:

*My* Whitehead Crossing.

Spongeberg:

Sure.

Baker Bloch:

I have some questions about The Crossing, actually.

Spongeberg:

First off, don’t call it that. It’s Whitehead Crossing. (then laughs) Just kidding. You can call it Bob or Joe for all I care. But it’s my home. Keep that in mind. Please.

Baker Bloch:

You still live in the teepee, then.

Spongeberg:

My teepee yes. Carrcassoneee built it for me there, or provided it for me to live in. I visit Second Life from The Crossing or Fred or Bob or whatever. That *place*. Now we must talk of Red Head.

Baker Bloch:

Okay.

Spongeberg:

Red Head is the present, but it’s more the future. I should know. I’ve been there.

Baker Bloch:

Am I there?

Spongeberg:

Yes. You build a cabin. Or you are provided with a cabin. But not the meth head cabin. See?

Baker Bloch:

Absolutely. But what about the same brand?

Spongeberg:

Let’s talk of the bottles. Hucka Doobie’s bottles. He has littered. The — woods aren’t happy. He didn’t litter but he did. The woods blame Hucka Doobie. You must save Hucka Doobie.

Baker Bloch:

Did Hucka Doobie build the teepee?

Spongeberg:

No. Of course not. He doesn’t have the hands. Anyway, that’s what we need to do next. A little bit of woods cleanup. Take a bucket. You’ve seen all this, however. Clean up the woods a bit and the woods will be grateful and talk more with you. But I know you know of Owl Rock now. That was set up — quite a long time ago, actually.

Baker Bloch:

I haven’t read the website I stole the image from.

Spongeberg:

You gave credit. That’s enough. It’s not anyone’s image to own. You don’t own Whitehead Crossing just because you take pictures of it.

Baker Bloch:

Fair enough. Can you speak more of Owl Rock?

(Just then, there was a rumble heard in the sky, as if it was answering instead of Spongeberg. Spongeberg looked confused as well. Carrcassonnee peered at each of us carefully.)

Spongeberg:

Sounds like rain.

Carrcassonnee:

Collagesity is saved. I suspect things have been altered because of it. Perhaps we will experience actual weather in the town now, who knows?

Spongeberg:

Who knows?

Baker Bloch:

Who does know?

(They all shrug at each other.)

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Whitehead Crossing, 01/01/16

I returned to Whitehead Crossing on Fri., following up on a visit the previous day already chronicled in this blog. I began to look anew at *everything* in the area. For example, is there something odd, or “beyond the natural”, about this cluster of tree trunks tucked in a western corner of the area? It’s a strange looking tangle.

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And what about this grouping of ribbed, low rocks nearby? Both of these border what I’ve called Rock’s Meadow before, named after the toy avatar that stars in Gene Fade’s projected movie “Fade to Moss” (When will it come out? *When* will it come out?!). Rock Meadows, the avatar in question, supposedly found a slipper belonging to his creator Sinclair The Maker next to these rocks. Also, as I’m recalling, these are called Rock’s Rocks, which makes them redundant.

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Rock’s Grave, another possibly unordinary object in The Crossing. Add it to the list. The odd thing is that it almost appears to float, since it is much narrower at ground level than at the top.

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Dead, red tree also at the edge of Rock’s Meadow. Appears to have a precisely rectangular chuck of it removed from this angle. But who did the removing? Nature? Let’s hope so.

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I was thinking about how one could call some of the queer things I’d already encountered this day in Whitehead X-ing “unnatural art” (and I was only at the western edge!) when I turned around in my tracks and saw this. When I thought about it more it became quite scary. This could be art, but perhaps not in a healthy way. But since humans obviously broke many branches to construct a stupid teepee this past summer in The Crossing, this could be their doings. Stupid humans.

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Another odd thing projecting from the ground — a flat piece of tree bark (front of dark tree). I tested it and found the bark to be firmly in the ground. Did someone *shove* it in, then. Again humans could be responsible. But also maybe not. It’s becoming more and more difficult to tell in oddity laden Whitehead Crossing.

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Projecting object from the side, along with neighboring Directional Rock.

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Is there something peculiar about these sprouts growing from a tree bordering Whitehead Brook? Probably not, but…

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Closeup of Edward’s Stone situated above Little Whitehead.

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Head of Little Whitehead, or its source, at least for today. I’ve never seen the stream come up this far, and, again, it’s rained heavily at times in Blue Mountain the past couple of weeks. No real mystery there. But check out the water line of the pool making up this source. Are you having a bit of trouble telling where the water ends and the air begins from this angle? If you’re confused, notice that the twig bending along the wall of the pool marks the exact line of this transition. Another freak’n optical illusion.

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Tree bordering the Comtemplation Loop. Interesting roots.

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I believe these plants might have sprouted due to the extremely warm winter weather we’ve been experiencing. Destined to die soon, poor little things.

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And then another shot of the stick above Owl Rock already talked about in the recent “Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 03” post. Actually, this day I had a harder time making out the Owl Face in the middle of the namesake rock, perhaps because it was cloudy instead of sunny. If I had discovered it the day after I did, I would have passed it by, not noting the obvious oddity. Perhaps odd in itself that it appeared one day and not the next. Again… who knows with this wacky place (!)

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I’ll have another batch of Whitehead Crossing photos to post soon. And also some deeper ideas to write out, I’m guessing.

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Owl Rock

More story here.

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http://hiddenexperience.blogspot.com/2014/05/aleister-crowley-aliens-owls-and-jesus.html

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And here is Owl Rock itself below the wedged stick, illuminated by a flash from my camera. The important thing to notice here is the center. To me, an image pretty clearly emerges from it which I will call the Owl Man. A closer look at it can be found in the Owl Rock post just above, along with the closest online lookalike I could find, from Mike Clelland’s Hidden Experience blog. Then in researching his blog a bit more later on, found out he had just published *a book on Owl coincidences*. Hmmm. I soon detected several blocks of information merging here at this stone and its perceived, queer center.

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Moss on Grey Rock further north. No oddities here to report — just a nice image.

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Grey Seal with Grey Rock and topping or capping Seal Stone. Owl Rock is behind the larger tree closest to Grey Rock.

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The Green Turtle formation, known about for a number of years now LINK. Another classic Crossing oddity.

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Head of Little Whitehead stream. It’s unusual to find the source of the stream so far up; as I’ve stated before, it’s rained quite heavily at times lately in Blue Mountain.

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Looking down the length of Little Whitehead from near its source.

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Green Turtle again. So green!

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Moving above the formation, it starts looking more like a parrot than a turtle.

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In the same rock grouping is found what *might* be Edward’s Stone, and featured in another Falmouth collage (Falmouth 56).

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Whitehead Brook tumbling on the opposite side of the Emerald Ridge from Little Whitehead.

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Whitehead Crossing, 12/31/15 02

The Korean Channel’s dark and light dead hemlock trees again.

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The light one is shorter than the dark one. But still, such obvious pillars!*

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The banks of Whitehead Creek as it passes through the meat of The Crossing.

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What I call the 4 Sticks area of WH Crossing, the center of things seemingly. I have, however, cancelled any possibility of a toy happening here. More on that new development shortly. This picture specifically shows a woods phenomenon I’ve named the Pendulum Stick, which I discuss more in this older post. LINK I’m amazed it stayed put through the windy winter months.

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This day I also decided to “pocket” my Pocket Rock, a foreign input into The Crossing, and take it back home with me. Until now, I saw this as a possible center of centers. No longer. A white stain had formed on the rock, which I think is not bird poo, as the viewer of the photo may assume, but pine resin from the tree it lay under. That pine needle is really glued to the rock by it. I thought this more woodsy art by The Others, and a sign I should remove the stone from WH Crossing. I won’t go into details except to say that I seemed to be directed — to put a word on it — to insert the object into my similarly sized Starbucks coffee cup and take it out of the vicinity. WH Crossing, I’m realizing more and more, is a sacred space and it is not my position to impose on it with “foreign” art. I’ll obviously go more into that idea later, but here just reinforce that Pocket Rock is gone, and that the toys we see, for example, here LINK, will not return. And no marble race will come to The Crossing. Or junk. All the things that made the Bigfoot art happening on the edge of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape so successful this past fall.

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White resin merges with white snow depicted on the cup.

Looking up Whitehead Stream toward the Cliffs of Dundee and Big Log, one of those classic Crossing shots. At one time in the past, little Winnie the Pooh rolled his honey cart across this log but was rejected from entering 4 Sticks by Old Zoso himself. The story is summarized in collage 43.5 of the Falmouth series.

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Seal Stone, the capping rock of the Grey Seal formation, of course.

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And now something new: the elevation of smaller, newly dubbed Owl Rock found at the base of Grey Rock/Grey Seal to WH Crossing weirdo status. In the below photo, you can only see an edge of the rock projecting from the bottom. The focus here is instead on a stick *wedged* into Grey Rock in a mossy area. This is unusual. This is unnatural, I believe. The stick was placed there to mark the importance of Owl Rock, I feel, which it passes directly over. I’m not going to mince my words as much any longer. Notice also, in this shot, lichen on Grey Rock above the wedged stick that appears somewhat like an eye, or maybe a bullseye.

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