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Baker Bloch rarely goes outside the immediate Rubi area these days. Here he poses in the Tower of TILE, gazing out at his beloved virtual forest. But is a trip back to First Life in the works soon, a la a “Baker Bloch in England”?

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“Should be a nice weekend for hiking, Hucka D. I may return to Red Head — probably will. Why not. And then Gene Fade’s Mtn. is a target again. I’d like to go back to the Weaving Spot.”

Hucka D.:

That’s where everything became unraveled.

bb:

Correct.

Easy peasy

Carr.:

I only came back to tell you that the city should probably be destroyed. The Temple is unsafe now. I must leave to go back to the skybox.

bb (through Baker Bloch):

That’s it for Collagesity? Just like that? What does Spongeberg say?

Carr.:

Why don’t you ask him.

Spongeberg (in the air around them):

I can’t speak.

bb:

Well tell me a plan, Carr.

Carr.:

You must remember who I am and what I did here. I will return. I am you.

bb:

So Norubi is a concept that must end now. Collagesity as well.

Carr.:

The Red Umbrella will continue. Everything else can go[ for now]. Yes, Collagesity has made its run. (pause)

bb:

Sunklands. I must focus on Sunklands.

I will be back in the keyboard playing world early next week with the purchase tonight of a Yamaha YPG-235. “‘Bought flipp’n time!” as IT Crowd’s Moss might exclaim. This time around I’m going to focus on CHRO, but I’m sure improvisations will come. And maybe even the composing by ear stuff again. But focus: CHRO.

Hucka D.:

CHRO is the answer to your last question on this blog concerning what made Nasty Branch unnasty and clean. CHRO took the red out of the stream and lake and made it it’s own.

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I think I have some pretty good virtual neighbors now across the forest. They seem to understand the importance of the woods in their own way as well.

Baker Bloch then finds Carrcassonnee back in Collagesity, but at the skybox. He tries to coax out an answer to why she’s there but she seems to have at least temporarily lost her voice.

Carr.:

No, I can speak. How’s Spongeberg doing? Has he been doing a good job[ taking care of the town] in my absence?

Baker Bloch:

Yes. He’s… well, he hasn’t really said much to me. He toured the Fal Mouth Moon the other day.

Carr.:

He went inside, didn’t he? He couldn’t resist.

Baker Bloch:

Yes, Hucka D. said he did. And I can’t find him anywhere today. So he could have gone inside… back to Whitehead Crossing.

Carr. (correcting):

No. *Forward* into Whitehead Crossing. Did you get the impression he was running backwards from real time?

Baker Bloch:

Um, yes. I think I know what you mean.

Carr.:

What of his stars? Red, green, yellow, blue… like TILE.

Baker Bloch:

Yes I suppose so, Carr. How’s your brain doing, your mind? Did you get everything straightened out with Kerchal? Did you effect the treaty?

Carr.:

Yes. Kerchal has agreed to buy the art in the Toxic Gallery, but no date was set for the actual transaction.

Baker Bloch:

And that’s part of the treaty?

Carr.:

Part of it.

Baker Bloch:

Funny you can talk now that the sun has come up. I couldn’t see your eye when I found you here at night.

Carr.:

I’m a sunny girl, what can I say.

Baker Bloch:

Well, what are you doing hiding up here?

Carr.:

I’m 7 now, like Oklahoma. Dark Side of the Moon.

Baker Bloch:

Birthday?

Carr. (quickly):

Yeah.

Baker Bloch:

Well happy birthday (!)

Carr.:

7. Not 6 plus 1 any more. Perch and I are married. We went on our honeymoon to Kerchal.

Baker Bloch:

The forest.

Carr.:

We stayed with Alice.

Baker Bloch:

The smaller forest…

Carr.:

Yes. I had a baby while there.

Baker Bloch:

Really? A mental baby?

Carr.:

No, a real one. A virtually real one. I call it Crow. Would you like to see a picture of it?

Baker Bloch:

Sure.

Baker Bloch:

So Crow is a keyboard. The keyboard baker b. just bought.

Carr.:

Yes. Wrapped in swaddling clothes. Program the little baby. Make it your own baby[ too].

Baker Bloch:

Are you going to come back down to the temple? What about your color? You’re red now (!).

Carr.:

No, that will fade. Like genes Gene.

Baker Bloch:

We need you down there.

Carr.:

What about Spongeberg? You might be happy with him[ as town deity] instead.

Baker Bloch:

No, I think it has to be you. If you’re truly alright now. Maybe having that baby did you a lot of good.

Carr.:

Oh it did. I’m more mature now.

Baker Bloch:

Well good. Where is your baby now?

Carr.:

Canada.

Will have to make a decision on retaining Collagesity further into the spring in about a week. My guess is that the city will go away basically either then or around the first week of May, unless something spectacular happens concerning the forest, etc., in the meantime. After that I may retire from Second Life for about a month or 2, then return as a renter somewhere, maybe utilizing a square 4096 from Lama Estates like I did before. Another wildcard in this is the possibility of another collage series this summer, perhaps 10 more to add to the Red Umbrella gallery’s currently empty second floor. That might be incentive to keep Collagesity around through the summer, then. But I could certainly develop the Red Umbrella on rental land instead. It would take up no more than a 1024 by itself. But what of the giant Fal Mouth Moon, the Power Tower, and the Toxic Art galleries? What of downtown Collagesity with its temple, Kidd Tower, World of Collage gallery, diner, and more? The ability to fit an entire town *successfully* into a 8704 square meter parcel was a hard fought victory. Can I just give it up that easily? [Probably.]

What other developments might occur this summer outside a new collage series of perhaps 10 or even 20 collages? Well, there’s always carrcasses lingering around. The last carrcass was created in August of last year — not even taped yet (!). Collages and carrcasses represent my main artistic push these days. But I’ve also speculated about a return to music using the CHRO and also TILE systems.

I’ve been able to archive at least the tapes of postive carrcasses now — almost all of ’em. Now I must begin to work on the negative carrcasses, and that would mean burning new DVDs to create digital files. I have decided not to give links to any of the postive or negative carrcasses except to friends. The audiovisual synchs up to Tronesis — these are open game for now. I’ll also prepare a new tile table for them. So much more to work with even limiting myself to SID’s 1st Oz. It’s a pure golden synch after all — still unique in that way. I never created a full platinum synch (4orrin1) except as a master plan of separated tiles. And I haven’t figured out what a 4th level of audiovisual synching would be yet. My guess is that these new musical composition yearnings may be a pointer in that direction, however. Key still equals tiling and TILE, seemingly.

Artie J. Spongeberg may discover a TILE board in the basement of Fal Mouth Moon, for example. Will try to figure out what a game based on this board would be like.

Not exactly what I expected but here he is… for now.

He listens to Jim Tom’s tune about Collagesity and smiles internally. He’s ready for action.

He’s got a cool walk as well.

So here we are:

The reign begins.

Square. But it might be a specific square. Yellow is the color of land for sale on the Second Life map. A 1024 is a popular plot, of 32×32 meter dimensions. Studying…..