
This is an interesting age. We must live between two worlds--one that is dying and one that is being born. I find myself sometimes moving from one to the other in the course of an hour, the hour of my routine exercise. I must check in to two virtual worlds--SpotOne3d and Second Life.
Is anyone there? No. Only me--or, rather, my avatar. Okay. So practice building things for a few minutes, or fine-tune the room I created in Second Life. Upload a picture--any picture will do. Stick it on a wall.
Remember those old days, in the last century, when I taught art, and it was a routine activity to stick art to walls in real rooms (called "studios"). We'd stick them up in hallways, too, in frames.
Now it's supposed to be a new century, and I don't regret leaving those rooms and hallways of the university. But "out here" in the so-called "real world," things are so different. It must be what sci-fi writers try to achieve in words, a different planet.
Now, back to to my real world--around the block to my studio, and work on the Halfwood Presses people have asked me to build for them. With these they will make real prints for the printmaking world, where it is clearly two worlds in one--one that is dying and one that is being born all over.
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