Collagesity 2014 Noru 04 (Sept)


Sunklands update…

Still developing sunklands.com. Well, I guess that goes without saying for a while. Have a virtual module now, which includes a summary of Collagesity, along with some pics focusing on the Fal Mouth Moon and Power Tower. But will it last beyond this weekend? We plan to go out of town, so I probably have to make a decision about the land by Friday. Right now I’m leaning toward keeping… perhaps a firm lean.

I’ve been pondering how to approach a renewed analysis of the large Falmouth series, including reading all the related posts in this blog from earlier in the year. Still haven’t made a decision. On a directly related note, there’s finally some action in developing the Falmouth College of Collagesity, or at least I’m playing around with buildings again on what was formerly Southside. The centerpiece might be a new structure, which might be the Administration Building of the college. Karoz Blogger has agreed to become the first college president if it comes to fruition. Baker Bloch and Baker Blinker both encouraged him in filling the new role… said he was a Noru native, after all, and has obvious organizational skills and needed background from which to lead. I can tell that Karoz is quite stoked about the idea. He’s directly involved with the landscaping of the college. More controversially, I hear he’s toying around with the idea of making it a religious school, specifically based on TILE. Is TILE, however, even a religion? Hucka D. warned that it could become so if it did not remain at least 51 percent philosophy. But I know Karoz is quite fervent. *That* would certainly be an interesting development.

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Working on Paradox II still for sunklands.com. Hope to have at least the first half completed by this weekend. Must make a decision on how to display The Table.


Update 02

Karoz really really wanted to include the old Temple of TILE in his developing college grounds… but it was simply too many prims to work with. He settled for a small cathedral where House Greenup originally sat. The Table House is gone for now — basically it was traded for this cathedral.

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Temple of TILE — just didn’t quite fit.

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New, small cathedral, probably a “TILE Cathedral” per Karoz’s current leanings.

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Developing Falmouth College grounds. And quite a few prims to play around with, still (!).

The variant band Story Room has graciously donated a pipe organ for the cathedral. Karoz is in some serious talks with this group concerning the college. This may just be step 1 of their involvement.

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“Yes, Karoz has gone to virtual Stonethwaite to speak directly with Story Room. They jokingly call him the “fourth” [member of the band]. Take off his clothes, and he’s serious green. His computer table will exist on an emerald green carpet of grass in the Admin Building, mimicking The Emerald of Whitehead Crossing. Story Room is aware of their variant nature. They know The Beetles (who apparently aren’t as conscious of their variant aspect). Story Room will preside over a Table[ in Falmouth College], yes. They will even be teachers there. Karoz himself will lecture on TILE. Chuck Brown is the yeller feller of Story. The others call him Chuck. The red one is Oscar. Blue guy is Steptoe Butte, with an alt named Barely Singwright. Is that right?”

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“So Karoz just walked into one of the collages and went to Stonethwaite to speak with Story Room?”

Hucka D.:

“That’s right. It was the one where Spider first exited. Oh wait, that’s the wrong college. He could use any of the collages, but he chose the one, actually, that Master Shake went into, making another hole. Then Space Ghost, Baker Bloch’s father, went into the diner college with buds Karoz… sorry again — *Zorak*, and Moltar. Story Room has agreed to play a benefit concert to raise money for the college. They’ll have it just behind the new Administration Building, inside the train track. That will be the future home, then, for the Falmouth Cussers. Nickname still in development. Perhaps something like the Cussing Tigers or Fucking Tigers. Falmouth College Motherfuckers. Or just Mofos for short.”

Karoz walked into the collage and past the backyard with the “E” in it. He went by the white within the dark, or the white star accompanied by a black hole at one end of the Devizes railroad tunnel running under the castle there. He knows of the Falmouth Castle-Devizes Castle link. He stopped to ask John Elway where he could find Story Room. 2 of the 4 Beetles crossed the road just in front. A martin bird peered around the house he was passing, as if unable to enter Stonethwaite proper. The martin bird, twinned by George Martin on the other side of town, controls the white track that enables Stonethwaite to become virtual (the GoogleEarth streetview track). It is a Martin Track. No. 9. He finds Story Room dining in the Stonethwaite End and Restaurant, currently owned and run by Oscar The Red. As Karoz walks up on them, they are discussing the nature of the 4th, and what to do about him. Karoz always had excellent timing. “Can we help you?” Oscar offered as Karoz continued to stand in front of them. “Do you know who I am?” he asked. “Winne the Pooh?” said Steptoe Butte who may be the same as Barely Singwright. “I am not. I’m the new president of Falmouth College, formed to study the complex baker b. collage series of the same name. Falmouth College studies or will study Falmouth collages. We are inside a Falmouth collage now. Stonethwaite is depicted front to back, as it were, in the heart of the series. I simply walked into one of those collages and found you here.” Story Room began to stare at each other in square, triangle, and circle ways. More correctly, sphere, tetrahedron, and cube represented their giant eyes. They had no pupils yet could see. “Would you like to have pupils?” Karoz then asked. “We don’t need them,” they said in staggered unison, looking around at each other. “No, I’m mean students. Would you like to come teach at the fledgling college? Perhaps only a class here or there. You would teach musical composition and invention. And multimedia.” “We run the inns here in Stonethwaite,” came the reply. Steptoe dared to down a cheese wafer. “You are not really here, however,” Karoz said back to them. “Yes we are.” “No,” Karoz said again. Then they recognized who he could be: the sought for Fourth. “You ever studied alchemy?” asked Steptoe. “I studied TILE at Crabwoo University in Second Life before the coming of the Lindens. And I did some student teaching there. And then I became a TILE priest and a jeweler. We teach the 4orrin1 doctrine.” “What’s that?” asked Oscar. Chuck had been strangely quiet all this time.


Update 03

Chuck was thinking about Whitehead Crossing, and the 4th way in, discovered (and then amplified by unknown hands!) only this past spring. 2130 — the mystery of the far corridor (of the recently derezzed Confluence Place of Westend). He decided to remind his 2 comrades, plus Karoz, about the centrality of The Crossing and this particular, perhaps more paramount 4th. You see, it was Chuck, as I’m remembering now, that lives at the end of this 4th, or does in past/present/future. Story Room lives at 2130. I can see them now lined up in red, yellow, blue on the porch overlooking Zap Cannon Stream. “Collagesity’s losing steam, despite the best efforts of Karoz.” “He’s bought enough time for it to last into September, surely,” I respond back. “Probably,” replies Chuck, who I’m tempted to call Charles or Charlie. “I’m going to take a look at the collages on Floor 1 (of the Fal Mouth Moon). I’ll be back.”

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Falmouth College update.

College president elect Karoz Blogger was disappointed to learn that there is a real life Falmouth College of sorts in Cornwall County, England, and an arts college at that. He’ll make a final decision on the name soon, he promises. But it has to be Falmouth College still, doesn’t it? Maybe he could just call it Fal Mouth College. Still like the sports nickname of the Cussers. But who will they play? Well, they can play Parktown, they can play Chilbo. Michael Bolton is the new head coach over there, I’ve heard. He ordered new playbooks from a local company but they sent leather bound copies of Phil Donahue transcripts from the 1990’s instead. No, wait, Billy Ray Cyrus is the new Chilbo coach; Michael is the assistant coach. Well, if Karoz wants to participate in this football season he better hurry up and start the college and get his team together. Another possible opponent is the Billville No Neckers.

But what about the curriculum development? What will his college *teach* the young, virtual kids of today’s generation? “Moss” is all he has now. Football and Moss. “Com’on,” urges Patty Pepper Mint from beyond the door. Because Karoz has locked himself into his small office in House Orange to plan for the future. “I can’t think with all the trains going by and kids ordering their food and drinks and books,” he complains. Patty Pepper Mint comes from a large family of complainers over in the green Nari hills. Billy Ray Cyrus is her 1st Cousin. Some say they were even married at one time and had several children. She doesn’t like to talk about those days, but, on the other hand, Patty is obviously excited about the prospect of playing Chilbo. Karoz reinforces that she check in on him each and every hour, 24 hours a day. Home life and playing with cousins can wait, he jokes. She doesn’t laugh. Karoz knows the secret. Michael Bolton is not [just] another 1st cousin but the husband of Billy Ray. Michael Bolton stole his heart away from her. She’s *jealous*. Spongebob Squarepants and husband Patrick Star plan to attend all the Fal Mouth College home games (*there* — made a decision on the name!).

Another opponent: Rooster Springs Backwoods Institute (where you’re in the middle, which unfortunately is in the way).

Karoz needs to identify a league. He contacts B.R. Cyrus. Michael Bolton puts down a Donahue script and answers the phone. They identify together some common opponents. “Parktown, yeah,” Bolton spouts. “I hate Parktown and their sewers and dirigibles, so hoiti toitti. They’re all addicted to sex and gambling over there. Do they have a high school?” Karoz was shocked. He didn’t realize Chilbo was a *high school* team. There was no college in Chilbo, nor in Parktown. Yes, he found out Parktown has a high school. And Nari, for that matter: the old Crow’s Foot building serves as a place for 6 to 8 young adults to gather together each fall and spring for learning lessons. Patty Pepper Mint, of course, knows all of them. They’re immediate family each and every one. “Well, we cannot have a football team without other colleges to play. Can we play high schools?” “Up to you,” Patty returns. “There’s *got* to be other colleges in the area. How about the Sheldonopolis Fighting Sheldons?” “Funny,” Patty answers. “But, yes, we can play them.” “Maybe I should just scrap the football idea this year and focus on the curriculum and getting the school started.” Patty said the obvious. “You think?”


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Well, Karoz brainstormed for hours while Patty guarded the door to House Orange. “They’re going to have to know sooner than later what this college is all about,” she urges. “They’re buying books and food and drink and taking train rides, but they don’t understand the point.” Karoz bursts through the phantom, orange door. “Eureka, we’ll go Potter on them. We’ll invent our own sport like Quidditch. And we’ll divide the college itself into four sub-colleges and have them play *each other*. Brilliant — yeah?” He knew they couldn’t just play Quidditch itself — had to be something new. Something related to TILE, he then realized in another moment of inspiration. “Red, green, yellow, blue, like the Fighting Marbles. Marbles Fall… Marble Falls. Dogpatch. Billy Ray Cyrus.” He was word associating. Patty Pepper Mint just stood there, arms folded. “Curriculum?!” she thought so loudly that he actually heard it. But Karoz had backed into the truth. The college had to be based on TILE and a related game or games. Pupils had to “get marbled”.

That better be it for tonight!

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One more thing. Story Room wrote a quick reply to this post, saying that it’s obvious they should head 3 of the 4 sub-colleges, and Karoz the 4th. It was all heading in this direction all along. Red, blue, yellow. They even suggested some names for the 4 subs: Moss, Rope, Tongue, and Chalk. “I’ll take Rope,” Steptoe said. “Tongue for me,” the talkative Oskar Robert’s Son offered. “Left with Chalk, I suppose,” the shy Chuck or Charlie chipped in. “And of course you’re Moss,” they said in basic unison to Karoz. Karoz woke up.


Posing

Story Room posed for a snapshot in front of their new Collagesity home at Fal Mouth College and all these other things showed up. Fancy that!

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Spider and Cardboard Derek Jones look on at the spectacle. They see it too(!).

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Gallery 2130(B?) in development.

Baker Bloch sits on the stairs, taking it in so far.

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Elton heads in; no sign yet, which means it’s past. Collage dream.

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Roger Pine Ridge The First greets visitors in the present. “2141”, I suppose.

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But which 2130 is real and which is a dream? That is a question?


“If it were a question.”

“2130 02a”

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“2130 02b”

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BREAKING NEWS

Illinois entrepreneur Sam Parr buys Collagesity’s Fal Mouth College. University projected to be renamed Sam Parr State College. More details soon!

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“Mr. & Mrs. Sam Parr”

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All kinds…

… of interesting things happening in Collagesity these days, Hucka. Sam Parr as the new owner of the old Fal Mouth College is just the most recent.

Hucka D.:

We should save an interpretation of Sam Parr 01 for another night, however. See what happens next with that name.

bb:

Can you tell me about this entrepreneur? He’s apparently from Illinois.

Hucka D.:

He’s a patron of the arts. I can’t say much more now. Perhaps androgynous. Or at least has a wife who is united with him in spirit.

bb:

Interesting. And he bought the whole college.

Hucka D.:

He was interested in the direction Karoz was taking it. Karoz Blogger will remain as president.

bb:

But maybe they can focus on academics rather than sports.

Hucka D.:

Eeehhh.

bb:

I believe Sam Parr is physically going to show up in Collagesity soon.

Hucka D.:

Your choice.


Thoughts

The wife and I spent part of the weekend in Ashville, the only other place in Ame. perhaps that we would retire in except for Blue Mountain. Blue Mountain, by the way, and I’ll only say this in a few places in this blog, is actually the Bluefield VA/WV area. To remind, we live here…

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… but are looking to move here…

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Well, if we move to Ashville, then what about the Frank and Herman Park mythology, I ask myself (and I hear the reader or readers asking me, in turn)? Isn’t this blog suppose to be all about that, and, by extension, Blue Mountain? That’s the big question. I have about 7-10 years to figure it all out; we’re “stuck” in Blue Mountain because of our jobs until then. What’s the attraction to Ashville? Well, it’s a considerably larger town, with more entertainment options. At least 4 Starbucks at last count. Lots and lots of restaurants, and, maybe most importantly, a still growing art scene, thanks in part to the oh so nifty River Arts District. As regular readers of my blog know, I’ve started a Sunklands site where I just display my collages without commercial attachments. Sitting behind them are the carrcasses, which I *know* I’ll never make any money off of but still must produce on a semi-regular basis — or, more correctly, when the time comes to make them. I *have* to make them. So I don’t think that’s going to stop, and also I must figure out the best ways to preserve my carrcasses for the future. Collages — since they’re born digital — not so worried about in that respect. And I think now that collages have the upper hand over carrcasses. Hard to explain, but a subtle shift has occurred lately with the recent creation of so many collages in the Gilatona-Lis and Falmouth series. And that is reflected in the Sunklands site’s creation. Cobbling it together is making me realize that the carrcasses, while still being produced, must remain hidden and perhaps separate from the “ordinary” (2d/flat) collages, more attached to Second Life. And that’s another thing: I believe I’ll always have a regular or semi-regular presence in a virtual world. How long it will continue to be Second life is a question I can’t answer right now. But someday it will shift to another world, and I have a feeling a much cheaper option will develop, a more parallel set-up between web and virtual world. Right now I’m pretty happy with the continued development of Collagesity and the possibility of more collages being added onto the large Falmouth series, extending its depth and breadth even further. And here’s a relatively new idea: I might lump *all* digital collages produced so far into an overarching “Embarras” (pronouced AM-braw) concept, named for the river that flows through Jasper County, Illinois and past almost all the namesake towns of the various series created so far, beginning with 2004’s Greenup.

But I might name it Ambraw, an archaic, phonetic spelling of the river.

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King Jethro & Queen Jethrine.

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Quadrobeavia

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“Mr. & Mrs. Sam Parr”

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“Parr, Sam, Mrs. & Mr.”


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“Perched”

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“Perched Too”


Sam Parr update

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There no longer is a gallery “2130” or “2130?” next to the house with the same number in Collagesity. Instead, the still developing *Sam Parr* collages are now housed in this structure…

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… which is probably the Administration Building of Sam Parr State College but which also acts as the campus’ library and gallery.

So it’s definitely not Falmouth College or Fal Mouth College now. That’s in the past. Sam Parr still owns the place. Karoz Blogger remains its president, although I think his office is over in House Orange through the tunnel, in “Old Collagesity”. I have over 250 prims to play around with, so we’ll see what happens next. I like to keep about 220 in reserve, however.

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top floor (3 of 3)

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center o’ campus


SPSC Thoughts

Updates on collages. My latest thoughts on the latest batch of collages I’ve been producing in the last week are that they are a more minor collection, a satellite complement to Falmouth at best, and, virtually angling, “merely” a way to decorate the main building of Sam Parr State College (administration bldg./library/gallery). No really in-depth look at the collages is needed, minus the interpretation of the most complex one perhaps, samparr01 — “2130!” I might call it. Here’s that one in case you don’t know what I’m talking about, loyal reader or readers.

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Here’s 2 possibilities for the base of more Sam Parr collages:

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… esp. this one, perhaps…

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To remind again, this “2130 Gallery” (slightly later changed to “2130? Gallery” and then just “? Gallery” to end), was essentially replaced in its function by the Sam Parr building, which gained a title just as this structure was derezzed from the college. And also to remind, the former 2130 Gallery structure is a duplicate of one in Collagesity proper, housing the Kollage Kid exhibit starting in early July sometime. Stairs Gallery is the name in that case. Should the Stairs Gallery simply be moved to the college?

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Looking back through recent blog posts, I was reminded that this particular post, dated August 4th, mentions racial tension in combination with actor Redd Fox 5 days *before* the Ferguson shooting. Redd Foxx in his most famous role as Fred Sanford of “Sanford and Son”, originally hails from St. Louis. Redfox, Kentucky on the portrayed map lies on a Blackey topographic map, and also several miles west of the old Whitesburg Municipal Airport. The bigoted, cantankerous Sanford character regularly calls Caucasian people “honkys” or “whiteys”, always getting a laugh from the audience as a result.

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“The enrollment of Sam Parr State Park College is currently 6 or 7, depending on whether the original African American student decides to join us this year. And I, of course, am part Moss myself. But don’t call me Mossy, please.”

“We won’t Karoz,” Story Room promises in unison, once more. They always speak in total or near total synchronicity. Strange.

“Start calling him President Blogger in front of the students,” Patty Pepper Mint urges.

“We’re not Caucasian either,” Story Room speaks. “Actually,” suggests the yeller feller Chuck separate from the rest this time, “we don’t really know what color of skin we have underneath these outfits.” “Outfits?” exclaim the other 2. They are in unison still; Chuck is out-of-sync.

Line-Up for Yesterday

X is the first
Of two x’s in Foxx
Who was right behind Ruth
With his powerful soxx.
— Ogden Nash, Sport magazine (January 1949)[8]


Center of a religion.

Carrcassonnee and Little Carr, aka Spider. Together, as they should be. In Sam Parr State College. In the TILE Cathedral. Start asking or begin to lose. Start now.

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Sam Parr collage 06/07

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State your questions.

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Carr.:

I have scanned your mind and will answer some before you speak physically. The Master has intimate tiles with TIE.

Baker Bloch:

You mean, ties with TILE obviously.

Carr.:

TILE colors appear in several spots. Karoz wants you to think about The Master and TILE. The Master has appeared before in one of me. Tasted like chicken.

Baker Bloch:

Yes, that joke was funny the first and perhaps second go around.

Carr.:

Are you mocking me? Your God?

Baker Bloch:

I don’t think you’re a God, Carrcassonnee.

Carr.:

That’s what you told Chuck.

Baker Bloch:

You mean Charlie? He was asking about the image from the most recent 2 collages, which form a diptych. That image is you. I told him the giant woman in the image, which is you, is God I think, but said I wasn’t totally sure about that. He seemed to like the joke. Joke?

Carr.:

Joke (laughs).

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Baker Bloch:

I’m back.

Carr.:

I blinked and you were gone. Now you’re here. I have to get use to that.

Baker Bloch:

You are smaller than you’ve ever been before, Carrcassonnee.

Carr.:

Call me The Master.

Baker Bloch:

I’m not going to do that.

Carr.:

Then call me YANA. Heck, just call me Carr. Like a little, spidery one you drive around Bath in. In the future.

Baker Bloch:

Thanks! How’s Spider doing, by the way?

Carr:

Spouting out the same 4 numbers in different ordering. Maybe I should trade him in for a newer model.

Baker Bloch:

I hear Redd Foxx is in town. But it turns out to be the red fox in one of baker b.’s collages, the one that turned her back on Spider.

Carr:

She hasn’t gotten over it yet. Poor Spider. Had to go over to the next collage down and speak to lowly Dingo. Dumb Dumb Dingo. Dumbgo.

Baker Bloch:

Is there really that contrast?

Carr:

Yes. Spider is my baby. Mothers are protective. Mothers must keep their babies from being influenced by Dumb Dumbs.

Baker Bloch:

You don’t sound much like a God.

Carr (quickly):

Good!

Baker Bloch:

Back to TILE — so it’s in this film, The Master, and Greenwood did the score.

Carr:

What was it?

Baker Bloch:

What was what?

Carr:

The Score.

Baker Bloch:

That’s the film score.

Carr:

Oh, I thought you meant sports score. Karoz is infatuated with sports, you know. Wants to build the whole school around sports, not teaching per se. But that tiled into his TIE as well.

Baker Bloch:

As I recall baker b. saying, The Master, in an older version of you…

Carr:

Yes.

Baker Bloch (continuing):

The Master is one who gets entangled in TILE, as his ego and charisma and following grow. Kind of like L. Ron Hubbard again. The Master was one of Karoz’s teachers, and the reason he went to Crabwoo University in the first place.

Carr:

Uumm.

Baker Bloch:

He created the TILE pyramid on the southern shores of the Blue Feather Sea, much like The Master of Anderson’s film is seen in a cathedral-like building at the end, when he and Freddie make their final split.

Carr:

I am telling you this because another one of me is coming up, and you can’t rest on your laurels. I am small now, in this cubby hole at the end of your aisle in your church. But I will grow larger again as I get hungrier. Remember how large I was over in Collagesity, just before eating the 11th. I get hungry — I grow larger.

Baker Bloch:

Opposite of what you’d think. You shrink when you eat.

Carr:

Karoz is attempt to start a college, this college, based on a religion that is TIE. Yippie tile one on. You have recently ranted about religion and Islam, Judaism, and Christianity being 3 aspects of 1… *thing*. This thing is TILE. TIE, I mean.

Baker Bloch (correcting):

I think you do mean TILE, actually.

Carr:

Am I backwards as usual? I am backwards. Yes?

Baker Bloch:

Maybe Carr. Specifically in that instance you were. The religion Karoz wishes to spread is called TILE. Not TIE. You left out the L, see.

Carr:

Where did I put it?

Baker Bloch:

I’m not sure it’s been put anywhere, Carr.

Carr:

Then we must drive my little car to find it. Where’s Spider?

Baker Bloch (pointing to his left):

Right over there. Spouting out his numbers, as usual.

Carr:

Do you mind riding in the backwards?

Baker Bloch:

Um, back you mean? Spider is a dog, not a car… Carr.

Carr:

Spider is a Litt Carr. Little car. Like used for driving around baths.

Baker Bloch:

I’m thinking we should end.

Carr:

Then we’re not going to take a trip?

Baker Bloch:

I don’t think so. Do you want to talk [more?] about the 2 most recent collages?

Carr:

Hurla Dontbee will help you more with those. I handle the more God-ly stuff. Asking the big questions. Like, what times are it?

Baker Bloch:

Yes, a good one to be asking.

Carr:

Yes.

Baker Bloch:

Then I will take my leave. Goodbye and thanks a lot Carr. And goodbye to you little Spider. I hope you 2 have a great day.

Carr:

Thank you. And the same to you my fiend. On your way out send the next worshipper in. A man named Freddie I believe. We are trying to help him. Little Carr, my Spider, has doubts. I believe this may be where we part ways but we’re not at the end of the film yet.

Baker Bloch (surprised to see Freddie’s head stick inside the door at the far end of the church):

Oh. He really is here (!?). Yes, I’ll be glad to tell him this. Thank you again.

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Sam Parr update.

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I keep churning out Sam Parr collages, 2 on Friday (samparr 06/07) and another rough draft yesterday (samparr 08). I don’t anticipate this going beyond 10 or 11 collages, however, but of course could be wrong. It’s not going to go on and on like the Falmouth series from early this year I don’t believe. Is it? I don’t think I have the energy for another one of those. It greatly surprised me that another collage series surfaced so soon after what I would consider the massive Falmouth effort. Between the 2 Carrcass-11 also formed, although I haven’t been able to “fix* it yet (tape it, in essence). And a Carrcass-12 could even be on the horizon. And also between Falmouth and Sam Parr was created Collagesity itself, first in an intense psychic battle between Noru and Rubi (Noru winning, of course) basically ending in the formation of the new virtual town, and then the further development of the town itself, first focusing on Westside and now Southside and its Sam Parr State College. Westside was essentially sacrificed for Southside. The core of the town remains mostly the same, built around the central Falmouth, Toxic Art and Power Tower galleries. What place does the brand new Sam Parr series and the harbouring Sam Parr State Park College have here? It is a question to keep asking. It’s something new.


Talk 01

Karoz wants me to write nightly about Sam Parr State College developments. He’s turning out to be an interesting boss. So here goes. Samparr 08 completed today, I believe. Probably 2 or 3 more collages left in the series. Karoz visited the TILE Cathedral and gave a hesitant stamp of approval. Certainly he liked Carrcassonnee and his dog Spider set up at the end. “That is our center,” he exclaimed when entering the structure, eyes watering up. “But we have to get more stuff in here,” he added when subsequently looking around. “Come to me Karoz Blogger,” Carrcassonnee beckoned. “I’ve been waiting for you, waiting so long.” So Karoz went and sat in front of Carrcassonnee and they chatted a while. Karoz asked me not to put that dialog here so I’ll just drop a few hints. They talked about TILE, of course. Carr. didn’t even jokingly call it TIE that often, har. Carr. seemed toned down for Karoz, as if they had serious business to discuss. Karoz is a Noru native, and they probably have a long history. I know they do. Another target was Middletown and Story Room. “How are we going to promote the idea of Story Room, sire?” For that’s what Karoz called Carr. I know I’m breaking my promise to Karoz by writing out some of their dialog, as I remember. I’ll clear it with President Blogger later and see if he wants me to rework the blog post. So if you’re reading this still, then he’s cleared it. Writing the post at slightly different times, see. What else did they speak about? They talked about the direction the school should head in, and possible football rivalries in the area. Xilted Medical Institute was mentioned. What else? Oh, they talked about Karoz’s wife. Karoz has a wife (!) Didn’t know. Her name is [delete name]. Let me try that again. Her name is [delete name again]. I’ll have to try that later, it seems. Karoz is so happy being president of Sam Parr State College. He is fulfilling his destiny at last, he feels. “I wish Mother Sapphire was around to see all this,” he sighs. “But she has disappeared into the Lapis and the Lazuli, split from our world forever.” I knew this meant Sapphire was pre-Linden, and existed in the Lemon Lab world of before-time. I had to run over to the bathroom on the bottom floor of the Admin Building at this time, so I missed the rest of the convo. I remember Carr. winking at me from over top of Karoz’s shoulder before I left, a parting gesture. Karoz is using Google Earth to closely examine the contours of Jasper County Illinois’ Sam Parr State Park, saying it holds the keys to The End. I think he means the end of the Sam Parr collages, but I’m not sure. He’s interested in the fact that one of the streams dammed to create the Sam Parr reservior originates in Falmouth several miles to the north and west. Let me check (checks). It seems to be one called Brush Creek. The center of Sam Parr State Park actually lies closer to Falmouth than Newton — didn’t know that before.
Later I asked Karoz if he would like for me to attempt an interpretation of the latest Sam Parr collage efforts. He reinforced, like Carr., that Hucka D. is a better person to banter with about that subject.

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Hucka D.:

My cue. How many in the queue?

bb:

Uuuh. Collage?

Hucka D.:

Of course.

bb:

8.

Hucka D.:

Let’s talk about 8. The Master… but not Carrcassonnee, as you’ve chosen. I’m unsure yet. Karoz is as yet unsure I mean. I know Carrcassonnee is just a bowl of jello at the bottom of it. Good thing you didn’t fly up her! Sliiime.

bb:

Red Fox is coming to school here, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

That’s correct. His parents Blackey and Whitesburg have already paid the tuition. Carrcassonnee herself gave a glowing reference, saying he took great care of little Carr, er, Spider, when she had to run to the supermarkets for her groceries and soda pop. Lemon-lime was her choice of beverage taste. She’s an either-or.

bb:

Is Red the same as Fred we’ve talked about a little in this blog and over at the Sunklands site?

Hucka D.:

That is correct. And he needs his Ethel but he hasn’t found her yet. In this branch of virtual reality. In others they’re happily married with babies all around. Some realities have 5, some 2, some none. There’s one with 11 but they’re all shaped like chickens. But Fred and Ethel still love them still.

bb:

Well, I can’t wait for him to show up.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Sam Parr himself, or herself, personally sent him here. He’s a straight C student which is better than anyone else who has enrolled.

bb:

Who else has enrolled? I guess we should end this surrealism soon.

Hucka D.:

Dumbgo the Insignificant. He’s probably the worst of the bunch. Patty Pepper Mint herself has enrolled for a jewelry class.

bb:

I believe that one got cancelled.

Hucka D.:

Oh right. A shame. Story Room themselves will teach the class called “Composing with the colors red, yellow, blue”. That should be exciting.

bb:

Kind of a Piet Mondrian effect, then.

Hucka D.:

Pietmond?

bb:

Umm…

Hucka D.:

Who else? The B. R. Cyrus twins Idaho Oker and Ohiowa Oming. Oh, and Fredrika Mercurious, the famous dump truck driver. And Pletiosaurus Rex. I believe that might be it.

bb:

Thank you, Hucka D. Good night, and we’ll get to those collage interpretations soon.

Hucka D.:

Yes we will. And goodbye to you as well.


Updates:

I get in trouble if I don’t update this blog on a fairly regular basis so here goes…

Karoz (read: me) is still investigating the shoreline of Sam Parr Reservoir for faces. He’s determined that there are so many as to be useless, so far, in an esoteric interpretation. Of more interest to him (me, again) are 2 nearby formations. One is called the Falmouth Rabbit. Here’s some pictures.

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In the second picture, the actual hamlet of Falmouth can be seen in its northwest corner. That’s the aforementioned Brush Creek connecting the Falmouth Rabbit with Falmouth hamlet through a sliver of green. Sam Parr State Park and its dominating lake would lie a mile or two to the southwest here. Brush Creek is perhaps the major stream dammed to create this lake.

A logical interpretation: the Falmouth Rabbit lies between the two collage series of Falmouth (northwest) and the new one called Sam Parr (southwest). The Rabbit is a guiding spirit, perhaps, for Sam Parr State College and the whole of Collagesity. Didn’t Hucka D. recently compare himself to a rabbit?

I actually went into streetview to look around 2 of the four sides of the rabbit formation. Didn’t spot anything unusual, unlike, say, my 2013 visit to Sunfish, Kentucky.

Can we, then, get additional clues from this Rabbit? I’ll perhaps come back to that thought.

The second formation is here…

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I call it Dragon & Boy, or Dragon Meets Boy. I see the boy within the brown field formation as cartoon-like and smiling. The dragon head it smiles at is expressionless. The eye of the dragon is formed by a grayer colored tree of the forest. The tail of the dragon extends northward along the lakeshore. Since the boy is smiling, I interpret this (and Karoz agrees with me) that this is a friendly meeting, and cooperation of some kind is taking place. The boy probably represents humanity, enclosed in a bubble world. The dragon is something alien, in contrast, and much larger. We are limited in scope on this small island called Earth. Those on the outside are seeking to help. They are very close.

Dragon Meets Boy exists in the eastern part of Sam Parr State Park. The lake the dragon’s tail extends along is its central, namesake reservoir.

Karoz is comparing Sam Parr Lake itself to a rabbit and its elongated ears, or, perhaps better, a jackelope. Compare this (Sam Parr Lake outline)…

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… with this image found on a blog called ShellHawk’s Nest.

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Looks like a pretty good match to me. It’s a happy, cigar smoking, beer drinking creature to behold here of recreational orientation indeed. Reminds me of the main character Fitz of 12 Oz Mouse.

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Back in 2010, Karoz discovers another rabbit head shaped like a body of water.

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“The jackrabbit has been separated from the antelope again. It is your duty to put the two back together. Similarly you must coordinate the new Sam Parr collages with the earlier Falmouth ones. Can you do this? I think you can… with my help.”

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Questions

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Baker rejoices in the illuminated green hills of Nabi before heading over to the TILE Cathedral to ask Carrcassonnee some more questions. Karoz was on his back today about doing too much work at work. He asked Karoz if he were [delete name]. Surprisingly the answer came back affirmatively. Certainly something for Baker to think about as he headed over to speak to Carr. We join the discussion in progress.

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Carr.:

Instead you must bend the bow back… like this (demonstrating). See how easy that is?

Baker Bloch:

I wonder if Karoz knows about this.

Carr.:

Oh yes, he shot a jackelope just the other day.

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Actually let’s fast forward a bit to get to the more meaty stuff….

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Baker Bloch:

And then Herman revealed *he* was the monster. Ahahaha!

Carr. (also laughing):

HAR HAR HAR.

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Let’s go a little further…

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Baker Bloch:

… also ran for president in that year. We haven’t talked about him much in this blog, in contrast to the other Clinton.

Carr.:

What year is it?

Hucka Doobie:

1877.

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I forgot that Hucka Doobie joined in the discussion about 40 minutes in. He didn’t have much to add, though, so let’s skip to about 55 minutes, just around the time he left. I promise this will be more interesting.

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Hucka Doobie:

Winter was not a good time for Bill. He started to freeze up during his speeches. We began to think back to Big Chimney and the good ol’ days. Bill pulled out the folder. Started reading. Started chuckling. I asked for details, and wished he would stop constantly chomping on that god darn corndog of his. Always eating and chomping.

Baker Bloch:

I hated that too.

Hucka Doobie:

Not surprising Baker Bloch. Is Baker Blinker outside still, waiting in the boat?

Bill (chuckling and reading):

“And then…” hehe… “And then he started looking for the other fisherman.” Har har! This stuff is a hoot. Who thought all this up?

Hucka Doobie:

Well… you did. Mr. President. Mr. First Man I should say.

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I guess Hucka Doobie stayed longer than I thought he did. Oh, and we’re almost at the end of the tape. Let’s go to about 5 minutes before the end.

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Hucka Doobie:

You know, Bill, you don’t have to go back in time and change everything like you did before. You can just leave it as is. Hillary would never know.

Bill:

Shhhhhh! Don’t even say that name here. Baker b. might put it in his blog.

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Ooops.


No where.

I realized in writing that last post that Hill. controls everything. From the future. That explains Hucka Doobie’s mantra about Arkansas being the center (and not that hated, “reveal all” state just to the north). Hill. makes it so. She is De Queen. I can’t even write some of the things I know about Arkansas. Jethro is Jethrine. Bill is Hill. Nowhere Man.

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I wonder if Hucka D. could be *any* help tonight? haha.

Hucka D.:

Dig deep into Arkansas. Patmos. Greek Isle. You know.

bb:

What about Arkansaw? R-kansas?

Hucka D.:

There’s another level. Be subtle. Bill’s on to you.

bb:

I was surprised to find out that Glen Campbell was born in [Bill’s town]. And then he gets his own town in Pennsylvania. Suspicious.

Hucka D.:

You joke, but there’s no joke. I am not laughing as you see.

bb:

Hmm.

Hucka D.:

When you find the 12th, the Golden City, then you’re back to 1. 12 is 1. Big circle. We should take a field trip to Arkansas. Through this blog. I am the 4th, the “Y”.

bb:

Which is the 11th. (pause) Oh, of course. Roger Pine Ridge!

Hucka D.:

Sitting there all along in R-Kansas. Awaiting your call. Contraption at foot. In hand.

bb:

What are we waiting for?!

Hucka D.:

Nothing. Nothing at all.


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Sam Parr’s perhaps hubby dad appears at the door. Lancaster Dodd, also appearing, stares back. Like attracts like. Tiny art gallery has replaced the playing piano. Tiny gallery is like Dr. Who tardis? Why does it appear on this stage? Is it the 2 Sam Parr Lake boats: 25 and 33?

The piano is merely turned around a bit to reveal that it’s not a piano but this… contraption. The guy in the door is definitely the same as the man holding the perches and contraption from samparr08. They stand in the same place on stage. The fish (perch?) are caught in Sam Parr Reservoir. They must be the same as the 2 boats at 1/4th and 1/5th point along the 33 Line there. The 33 Boat (Point) defines the Line.

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The piano is twirled around to reveal that it’s not a piano atall.

The red, yellow, brown, white, black “Hooker” is also found inside the shed.

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News

Potential new gallery space in town.

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Stairs Gallery formerly occupying this space was moved to Sam Parr State College, sans Kollage Kid collages so far, however. We’ll see how it develops.

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I don’t anticipate my Sam Parr collages growing beyond the Admin Building of the campus and spilling over into this structure.

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Notes

The Sam Parr series may be coming to a close, or has closed already, even. I’ll create a part 2 of the interpretations tomorrow or Thursday, most likely. Is this it for Collagesity, then? I’ve learned today that my only real neighbor, Veyot, is pulling out asap. Nothing has been happening in Collagesity proper for a while as I instead focused on Sam Parr State College. I also have an opportunity to jump up in tier without buying land, and in *Sunklands*. Not sure I want to make this jump but strange that it’s even an option at this point — just found it after Veyot told me she is leaving Noru. Other options include just selling the Collagesity land and keeping the Sam Parr “gallery” in Philudoria, on my free 2048 there. So I’m at a decision point. I have about a week, perhaps a little more, for an ultimate decision. I’ve hung onto Collagesity, Noru style, for almost 4 months now.

I have a bit of a cold, which is unusual for me. Can’t seem to fully shake it. Purchased a mocha latte by accident today, which brought it back.

I need to work on the Sunklands site. Maybe I better give Carrcassonnee and Hucka D. a break tonight, pheh.

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Neighbor Veyot’s already pulled out. Things in SL are so transient!

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I want to keep Collagesity. It’s a great place. But is it fate I move on? It could be.

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Maybe speaking with Carrcassonnee can help after all.

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Carrcassonnee:

Welcome, Baker Bloch. Speak your questions.

bb:

Well, is this the end of Collagesity, Noru style?

Carr.:

I do not know how to answer that question.

bb:

Is a return to Sunklands in the cards?

Carr.:

Sunklands is always in the cards. It’s where you end SL.

bb:

Not Noru.

Carr.:

No.

bb:

Is there really a need for almost 2x as much land as I have already?

Carr.:

Not really.

bb:

If I stayed, what else could I do with Collagesity in Noru?

Carr.:

Not much.

bb:

Should the focus be on Frank and Herman Parks?

Carr.:

Yes!

bb:

Thank you.

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Notes Again

Should be able to finish an interpretation of the Sam Parr collages by Friday at the latest. But is this really *it* for Sam Parr? And is Collagesity doomed as well?

Well… I was admittedly contemplating a move back to Sunklands in October, but I don’t think it will take place now. I was going to rent almost 2x the land I current have in Noru. As of last night, however, the property was taken off the market. I don’t know what happened.

I’ve been in Collagesity or at least Noru almost 4 months now. Is it time to let go? Start over somewhere else? At lot of work went into creating what I have right now. It’s a cool burg. Are there more stories to be found there? Histories? I’m not sure. Sunklands may be the option after all. I don’t think Carrcassonnee is going to help me with these particular questions that much.


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Hucka D.:

I have been summoned. I was hoping to have the night off.

bb:

Sorry about that Hucka. So I think we should talk about the fate of Collagesity in Noru.

Hucka D.:

Keep it. What’s to debate? It’s cool. Just because the only other real resident leaves doesn’t mean the end of the town.

bb:

And to counter that: Sunklands — have a chance to go back.

Hucka D.:

Creativity does that. *You* are doing all this. Do *you* want to go back?

bb:

I’m not sure still.

Hucka D.:

Read your old notebooks.


True nature of 2130 being revealed.

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