Thursday, August 30, 2007

Restoring Historical Landmarks

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Published: August 30, 2007

WHY would some people willingly spend decades — and hundreds of thousands of dollars — renovating houses they will never own? For a small but growing number of so-called resident curators living in old and cherished state-owned houses up and down the East Coast, the answers include the pleasure of bringing an abandoned landmark back to life, freedom from mortgage payments and the chance to live in the kind of home that would otherwise be out of reach.

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Darren Higgins for The New York Times

LIKE OLD Gale and T. J. Johnson live rent free in an 1815 farmhouse in Annapolis, Md., that they have spent 16 years restoring. The house, which was abandoned in the 1940s, had fallen into disrepair and was completely overgrown by the following decade.

“We’re people of modest means,” said Darrold Endres, a nursing home administrator who has been living in and restoring an 1860s farmhouse near Boston with his family for 12 years. “We could not afford to live in an incredible spot like this, in a town with wonderful public schools for the girls, if not for the curatorship program.”

Programs like the one in Massachusetts have come about because many state governments own more houses of historical interest than they can afford to maintain, mainly on farms acquired decades ago and converted to parkland. Now a few states have begun turning these properties, along with some of the surrounding land, over to live-in curators, who take on restoration responsibilities in lieu of paying rent or taxes.

More states are looking to resident curator programs as a way to hold onto history, especially since a more familiar approach — opening the old houses to the public as museums — is on the wane, mainly because of a decline in visitors.

The houses mostly date to the 19th century, and have often sat vacant for years in remote forested areas; their tenants — typically married couples — often do much of the renovation themselves. Many have professional experience in construction as well as “creative skills that are especially good for dealing with the finer details in the house,” said Kevin M. Allen, who oversees the 28 properties in the Massachusetts Historic Curatorship Program, founded in 1994.

Maryland started the first network of 40 house curatorships in 1982, and Delaware began its program with three properties in 2004. In the last year, Vermont has offered the first three of what it expects will be a half a dozen or so houses, and Pennsylvania parks officials are meeting next month to discuss the establishment of the park system’s first curatorship, in an 18th-century farmhouse outside Philadelphia.

As part of the arduous application process, potential resident curators are asked to submit detailed restoration plans and budgets (usually at least $150,000), and to sign long leases (in Massachusetts, typically for 25 years, with options to renew; in Maryland and Delaware, for the life of the leaseholder).

A state inspector visits at least once a year to monitor the work — exteriors have to be brought back to their period look, and vintage interior features cannot be drastically altered — and the projects can last many years.

The resident curator system appeals to some preservationists as an alternative to selling properties off, or to maintaining them as museums at a time of “low visitorship, no endowments and aging board members,” said Donna Ann Harris, a preservation consultant and the author of the recent book “New Solutions for House Museums” (AltaMira Press). Resident curator arrangements, she said, “are an option that would serve these institutions well, in a business situation that’s pretty grim.”

For the curators themselves, though, the attraction is more basic. Here, three couples who have been restoring state-owned houses for 3 to 16 years explain why they are doing it, what they expected and what it has really been like.



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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Burning Man

Trouble in Counterculture Utopia

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Published: September 1, 2003

From all across the desert they came, with luminescent wires in their hair or war paint on their faces. As drum circles pounded out tribal rhythms and roving sound systems blasted techno beats, they walked in their elaborate homemade costumes or drove in bizarre vehicles. They hooted and they cheered, and most of all they came to burn the Man.

The 77-foot-high, skeletal neon-colored Man towers above the center of the Burning Man festival. Every year this weeklong event creates Nevada's fifth largest city in population (about 30,000) before culminating on Labor Day. This year's Burning Man has largely been business as usual. Burners, as festivalgoers are known, can wander five square miles of theme camps, art installations, music, performance pieces and other Burners, expressing themselves in wildly free-spirited ways.

''Burn the Man!'' hundreds cried, their faces aglow with the yellow-orange light of flame. ''Burn him!'' Others voiced compassion; a chain of 15 or 20 people snaked through the crowd with signs that read ''Free the Man.'' At 9:40 p.m. a barrage of fireworks and explosives lighted the Saturday night sky and the Man disappeared beneath a pyre that swirled more than 150 feet into the dusty desert air.

The corporation that organizes the event, the Black Rock City L.L.C., has held the festival here, about 120 miles north of Reno, almost every year since moving it from San Francisco in 1990. But even as this year's desert dramas -- imagined or certifiable -- unfolded, most of the artists and revelers have been blissfully unaware of another set of Burning Man theatrics centering on about 200 acres a half-hour drive away.

Black Rock Desert may be synonymous with Burning Man to the thousands who come here each year, but it is another swath of desert in Washoe County, those acres owned by Black Rock City in the adjacent Hualapai Valley, that may determine the future of the event and the $10 million or so a year that it pumps into the hard-pressed local economy.

Festival officials call that land the ranch, and they say it is essential to the future of Burning Man. The acreage is a staging ground where the organizers prepare for the festival and store its considerable infrastructure. It is covered with piles of mechanical and structural debris from previous festivals; a Quonset hut housing woodworking and metalworking shops; fuel tanks; and remnants from dozens of past art installations. But to the site's neighbors and a powerful local businessman, the land is an eyesore and a fire hazard; to county officials it is a splitting headache because it is at the heart of a dispute that after a year of legal and political wrangling has arrived at a stalemate.

Black Rock City bought the land for $70,000 in 2001 because its use of the festival grounds was limited to a month or so a year, under a permit from the federal Bureau of Land Management. That purchase quickly roused opponents. One complaint -- its source has not been revealed by the authorities -- prompted a three-month investigation by Washoe County officials. The county's planning commission ultimately approved three special-use permits for things like storing vehicles, custom manufacturing and salvage operations. The commission also attached more than 90 conditions that had to be met to bring the property up to health, safety and fire codes.

The commission's approval drew an appeal by five residents, who cited insufficient water supplies, potential fire hazards and leftover debris. Among those residents are Michael B. Stewart, whose businesses in the area includes Orient Farms, where he grows garlic; and High Rock Holding L.L.C., a geothermal power company. On May 13 Washoe County commissioners sided with them, reversing the planning commission's approval by a 3-to-2 vote and denying Black Rock City the special-use permits. The company's director, Larry Harvey, likened the ruling to a vote to shut down the Burning Man operation.

Fewer than four weeks later Black Rock City filed a lawsuit seeking $40 million in damages from the county if it were forced to cancel its festival; this year's event was allowed to proceed while a compromise with the county was being negotiated.

Whether the parties can reach an agreement is far from certain. Sitting at their kitchen table, Lou and Sylvia Fascio, who were among the residents who signed the appeal, show photos to support their claim that the Burning Man operation is a hazard. One shows a 110-foot-long bus converted to look like a dragon, which they say was driving without a permit on a local highway. Others show what appear to be piles of junk and Burning Man workers idly watching a substantial blaze on the property.

''Let them move to Mustang,'' Mrs. Fascio said, referring to a nearby town. ''None of us here in the valley want them here.''

Festival organizers say they are bringing their fire preparedness up to code, installing fire breaks around the property and keeping 40,000 gallons of water on hand. They also say they have removed 30 truckloads of debris and 20 abandoned cars.

Mr. Harvey, the chain-smoking, Stetson-wearing impresario of the festival, acknowledges that some complaints about the property's appearance are legitimate, but he contends that Mr. Stewart wants the land for water.

''Three underground rivers intersect below the property,'' Mr. Harvey said. ''And Fly Geyser is right next door. Mike Stewart owns a geothermal plant and has made an offer on the property. So what is this really about?''

Mr. Stewart declined to comment. But Donna Potter, the environmental coordinator for Mr. Stewart's companies, said the idea that Mr. Stewart wanted the land for geothermal development was ridiculous.

With a $40 million suit hanging over them, Washoe County officials are working on potential zoning solutions and establishing new deadlines for complying with county codes. A meeting has been set for Thursday involving county commissioners, Burning Man representatives and their local opponents.

''We're hoping to educate the commissioners about the issues,'' said Marion Goodell, Burning Man's communications director. ''We're determined. Worst-case scenario: we'll spend a lot of money, and we'll be on that property. Best-case scenario: we'll work with our neighbors and the county and be on that property.''

Mr. Fascio is equally resolute. ''I don't know why they want a meeting,'' he said. ''As far as I'm concerned, the county commissioners said no. What's left to discuss? Let them have their day in court.''

No court date has been set, but Black Rock City officials said they had begun to entertain offers to relocate their event. One possibility is a Paiute reservation at Pyramid Lake in Nevada; another, in southern Nevada, is in Esmeralda County, whose officials have been courting the event, Burning Man organizers say.

Neither is a perfect fit. Esmeralda is closer to Los Angeles than to San Francisco, home to more Burners than any other city. And while moving the event to a reservation would keep some government regulators at bay, the Paiute are intolerant of nudity, drugs and alcohol, all of which are common at the festival.

''We need five miles of perfect playa just like this,' said Will Roger, Burning Man's public works director, referring to desert and waving his hand toward the bustling festival grounds. ''That's not so easy to find.''

Mr. Roger gazed at his art car, a 1986 Chevy Sprint converted to resemble a giant carp and customized with 30-foot flame throwers. ''This is a matter of perspective,'' he said. ''What our opposition calls rubbish, I call art materials. What they call a salvage yard, I call a recycling center.''

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Monday, August 13, 2007

Better Living for Aging Americans

Elderly Organize to Meet Problems of Aging

Andrew Councill for The New York Times

Climbing stairs is a challenge for George Allen.

Published: August 13, 2007

WASHINGTON — On a bluff overlooking the Potomac River, George and Anne Allen, both 82, struggle to remain in their beloved three-story house and neighborhood, despite the frailty, danger and isolation of old age.

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Contact Information for Aging in Place Communities

Washington Area

Capitol Hill Village
Gail Kohn, executive director, info@capitolhillvillage.org, 202-543-1778

Palisades/Foxhall Village
Alicia Juarrero, vice president, aliciajuarrero@gmail.com, 202-342-6128

Transition in Place Services (Clifton and Fairfax Station, Va.)
William W. Cole, secretary/treasurer, wwcole@cox.net, 703-764-1300

Mount Vernon at Home (Arlington, Va.)
Arnold Edelman, vice president, jaedelman@cox.net, 703-765-0369

The Washington A.A.R.P. has information about other area groups.
Mimi Castaldi, mcastaldi@aarp.org, 202-434-7705

Elsewhere

Staying Put (New Canaan, CT.)
Tom Towers, board president, tbtowers@optonline.net, 203-966-7917

Gramattan Village (Bronxville, N.Y.)
Christina Staudt, vice president, staudthome@aol.com, 914-337-3968

Center for Aging in Place Support (Resource center for groups in Westechester County, N.Y.)
Robert Waldman, president, rwaldman@aipsupport.org, 914-833-9654

Cambridge at Home (Cambridge, Mass., starts in October)
Kathy Spirer, executive director, 617-864-1715

Avenidas Village (Palo Alto, Calif., starts in October)
John Sink, director of programs, JSink@avenidas.org, 650-289-5421

Beacon Hill Village (Boston, operating since 2001)
Judy Willet, executive director, 508-294-1446, bhvillage@aol.com

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Mr. Allen has been hobbled since he fractured his spine in a fall down the stairs, and expects to lose his driver’s license when it comes up for renewal when he turns 85. Mrs. Allen recently broke four ribs getting out of bed. Neither can climb a ladder to change a light bulb, or crouch under the kitchen sink to fix a leak. Stores and public transportation are an uncomfortable hike.

So the Allens have banded together with their neighbors, who are equally determined to avoid being forced from their homes by dependence. Along with more than 100 communities nationwide — a dozen of them here in Washington and its suburbs — they are part of a movement to make neighborhoods comfortable places to grow old, both for elderly men and women in need of help but not ready for assisted living, and for baby boomers anticipating the future.

“We are totally dependent on ourselves,” Mr. Allen said. “But I want to live in a mixed community, not just with the elderly. And as long as we can do it here, that’s what we want.”

The Allens’ wish to live out their lives in familiar surroundings, shared by almost nine in 10 Americans over age 60, according to numerous polls, may soon become a reality. Their group has registered as a nonprofit association, developed a business plan based on membership dues and begun lining up providers of transportation, home repair, companionship, daily security check-ins and other services to meet their needs at home for as long as possible.

Urban planners and senior housing experts say that this movement, organized by residents rather than government agencies or social services providers, could make “aging in place” safe and affordable for the majority of elderly people. Many of these communities are calling themselves “villages,” playing on the notion that it takes a village to raise a child and also support the aged in their decline. They are expected to open this fall on Capitol Hill, in Cambridge, Mass., New Canaan, Conn., Palo Alto, Calif., and Bronxville, N.Y .

“Providers don’t always need to do things for the elderly,” said Philip McCallion, director of the Center for Excellence in Aging Services at the State University of New York at Albany. “There are plenty of ideas how to do this within the aging community.

Although not a panacea for those with complicated medical needs, the approach addresses what experts say can be a premature decision by older people to give up their homes in response to relatively minor problems: no way to get to the grocery store; tradesmen unwilling to take on small jobs; or the isolation of a snowy winter.

As these small problems mount, experts say, sometimes accompanied by pressure from adult children, the elderly homeowner is caught off-guard. Remaining at home without sufficient help is frightening. But moving to an assisted living center is often an overreaction that can be avoided or postponed.

“A few neighborhood-based, relatively inexpensive strategies can have an enormous effect,” Mr. McCallion said. “If people don’t feel so overwhelmed, they don’t feel pushed into precipitous decisions that can’t always be reversed.”

For inspiration, the nascent groups looked to Boston’s Beacon Hill Village, which pioneered the approach six years ago. Beacon Hill’s 400 members pay yearly dues — $580 for an individual and $780 for a couple, plus a la carte fees — in exchange for the security of knowing a screened carpenter, chef, personal trainer or home health aide is one phone call away.

Experts in aging say the self-help approach provides a sense of mastery, often lost with the move to an institution or even an adult child’s spare bedroom. That can-do spirit is attractive to baby boomers like Alisia Juarrero, 59, who is a board member of the Allens’ group, which spans the Palisades neighborhood, a leafy enclave of single family homes west of Georgetown, and Foxhall, an adjacent area of attached Tudors.

Ms. Juarrero is mindful of the future because of the struggles of her 89-year-old mother and 92-year-old aunt in Coral Gables, Fla. “This is where we’re all headed,” she said. “If I help set this up, it’ll be there when I need it.”

So far, most of the villages are in places where residents are well-connected and skilled in finance, law, medicine and philanthropy as a result of their own careers. That raises the question of whether the model is viable only in neighborhoods of privilege. But experts point out that most care for the elderly is already out of reach of all but the wealthy.

The amenities of an assisted living center are far more expensive than a village’s membership fee. Medicare does not pay for long-term care, and private-duty help is pricey. Only the destitute are protected in old age because Medicaid pays their nursing home fees.

A few villages are cropping up where low-income families live, such as San Francisco’s Richmond District, with its recent wave of Russian immigrants; Falmouth, Mass, where year-round residents struggle when the summer crowd is gone and pockets in Westchester County, like Yonkers, with diverse populations.

In such locations, social service organizations are likely to organize the project, instead of the older residents, and rely on bartered or volunteer services to keep fees down. One member fixes another’s faucet, banks the time and in exchange gets a ride to a medical appointment. Groups also share expertise at national and local conferences, including several this spring, and on a new group e-mail server. Some have access to regional resource centers that assist with matters like hiring an executive director or buying liability insurance.

In terms of government support, New York State is at the forefront, with a 20-year-old model known as a NORC (pronounced “nork”), short for naturally occurring retirement community. Since 1995, New York has paid for social services, including nurses and case managers, in many apartment buildings with a concentration of residents over 60. Last year, the state added a few suburban neighborhoods, so-called horizontal NORCs. On the federal level, Congress authorized experiments in aging in place in the 2006 Older American Act but did not finance them.

The sprawl of suburbia presents challenges to the elderly once they cannot drive. Amid the rolling Virginia hills of Fairfax County, one group is grappling with how to serve prospective members in a place with a single general store and five-acre zoning. Taxi vouchers may be too costly when running errands takes hours. Recruiting volunteer drivers from 118 home owners’ associations and 17 churches presents liability issues.

“The question is distance and time and the money that relates to that,” said William Cole, 77, the group’s secretary-treasurer. Mr. Cole anticipates yearly dues of $1,000 , which may be prohibitive for neighbors who are real estate rich and cash poor. One likely service, Mr. Cole said, will be advice about reverse mortgages.

Second only to transportation is a concern whether the villages can provide adequate support once the founding members, who tend to be vigorous, regardless of age, decline either physically or cognitively. In this regard, the New Canaan group, with annual dues of $360 and $480, may be better positioned than most. The community already has a home health care agency, assisted living center and nursing home, thanks to years of advocacy by a local doctor, now 87 and a board member.

Because of that, “we have the confidence to live without these problems getting the best of us,” said Tom Towers, 69, board president of Staying Put in New Canaan. “And if they do, we can take care of it right here.”

The first village in the Washington area is expected to be on Capitol Hill. When they open for business on Oct. 1, annual memberships will be $750 for a household and $500 for an individual.

Among the eager members are Marie Spiro, 74, and Georgine Reed, 78, who share a turn-of-the-century house that they insist they will only leave “feet first.” Between them, Ms. Spiro, a professor emeritus of art history and archeology, and Ms. Reed, a retired designer of museum exhibits, have already endured three knee replacements and an array of other ailments.

Ms. Spiro describes huffing and puffing while grocery shopping; Ms. Reed is increasingly reluctant to socialize with friends across town. Both women, who are childless, would already welcome help with meals, transportation and paperwork. If they need home care, Capitol Hill Village can organize that.

“I’ve never had to rely on other people, and I never wanted to,” Ms. Spiro said. “But I’d rather pay a fee than have to ask favors.”

Members of all these groups share an independent streak — and the willingness to plan for the future. Those characteristics were on view recently in a living room in Hollin Hills, a post World War II development in Alexandria, where neighbors once organized baby-sitting co-ops.

Now, in their 70s and 80s, they still drive, play tennis and travel the world. None has yet lost a spouse but fear what will happen to the one left behind.

“The vast majority of people don’t have the capacity to be realistic,” said Ruth Morduch, 71. “We don’t know what’s going to happen in X number of years, but we know we’re going to need help. In my own home, that’s less likely to be humiliating. And an organization like this gives me a sense that we’re all in this together, our last grand adventure.”



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Thursday, August 09, 2007

A Second Life

A House That’s Just Unreal

Second Life/Linden Research

Published: August 9, 2007

FROM the roof deck of Sherman Ochs’s Mexican-style villa atop a breezy bluff, the entire island of Jalisco, population about 20, spreads out below. It is a picturesque place of palm trees, lush lawns and near-cloudless skies. And, of course, there are the perfect sands around the lagoon, where residents grind their perfect bodies together in an N.C.L., or Naked Conga Line. It is not exactly real, of course: Mr. Ochs is Don Ainsworth, a 57-year-old retired music teacher who lives in Ventura, Calif., and Jalisco is a sim (for simulator), a plot of land in Second Life, the virtual world introduced in 2003 by Linden Lab, a San Francisco company.

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Are you a member of an online community like Second Life and World of Warcraft or a social networking site like MySpace and Facebook? What do you use it for?

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GARDEN OF DELIGHTS Hannah Hails, left, has a perpetually blooming garden as the avatar Mercedes Georgette, right.

Hannah Hails began her virtual design career with her own house and garden.

Prim Perfect, a Second Life online magazine, publishes projects like Odaesan House.

Decorators can choose from countless furnishings, including a Corbusier LC3 chair.

An antique cabinet.

But it is not entirely fake, either. Life on Jalisco, where neighborly visits are frequent, resembles that in a real-world community. And many of the residents know who their neighbors are in real life, and sometimes converse with them over Internet telephone connections as they operate their avatars.

Second Life’s hundreds of thousands of users can teleport at will, transform into dragons and radically change their appearances with a few clicks. They have built cities, created clothing lines and programmed their avatars — the characters that represent them in the three-dimensional space of Second Life — to ride horses, dance and have sex. But in a land where residents can do nearly anything, many seem to be craving more mundane pursuits. After a few months of dancing the night away in clubs, sowing their virtual seed and role-playing as creatures from “The Lord of the Rings,” they are settling down: building virtual houses, planting gardens, shopping for furniture and electronics and decorating. They are getting serious about creating make-believe homes.

Linden Lab does not keep track of how many houses have been built across the more than 12,000 sims of Second Life, or how many of its regular users own and live in the houses, but the number is certainly in the thousands, according to Catherine Smith, a company spokeswoman. (It’s hard to know exactly how many users there are over all, since they can have multiple accounts, but Linden Lab records show that 8.6 million accounts have been created, of which 1.6 million have been active over the past two months, and that 20,000 to 50,000 users are online at any one time.) “Putting roots down is really important to a lot of people in Second Life,” Ms. Smith said.

For some, these online houses are Architectural Digest-style fantasies. In fact, Second Life (secondlife.com) has its own home design magazine, Prim Perfect, published by a member, which showcases some of the highest-end residences in the virtual world. But for many others, like most of the residents of Jalisco (which is named for the Mexican state), a home is above all a place to relax, entertain friends and experiment with décor.

It was June when Mr. Ainsworth’s affable avatar, who has shaggy blond hair and chest hair popping out of his permanently unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt, decided to buy a “house” after months of hanging out. “I was just gallivanting around Second Life,” he said in an interview on his virtual roof in Jalisco with DonCamilo Rodenberger, this reporter’s avatar, who identified himself in interviews as a writer for The New York Times. “A place to call home didn’t really matter. But after a while, it seemed like a nice idea.”

Second Life offers all kinds of regions from which to chose, including the A’ksha Caves sim, a stark desert area with luxury housing owned by the megadeveloper Anshe Chung (the avatar of Ailin Graef, a Chinese-born businesswoman celebrated for making $1 million in real-life money from Second Life deals) and the Venice sim, based loosely on the real city, where a quick escape to rural Tuscany is just one geographically inaccurate sim away. (Islands like Jalisco comprise more than 9,000 sims, and thousands more sims are on a few mammoth continents.)

But Jalisco was the place for Mr. Ainsworth. He had long been friends with its developer, an often scantily dressed avatar named Rooby Begonia. “The community and the friends were the major selling points to me,” said Mr. Ainsworth, who said in the virtual chat that he spends four hours a night in Second Life instead of watching television. “It is friendly, classy people,” he added. “Most Second Life properties are real stale cookie-cutter. This place has style.”

In part, that’s because of strict zoning laws in the island’s “covenant,” which require that the Mexican theme be maintained in all building designs; in part it’s the personal attention lavished on the sim and its residents by Rooby, or rather her creator, Brenda Beach. Ms. Beach, 46, is an empty-nest homemaker from Issaquah, Wash., who spends four to eight hours a day in Second Life. In addition to developing the island — she paid Linden Lab $1,200 for control of it — she acts as its mayor and cruise director, enforcing the rules and corralling the locals into socializing. In many cases, she helps them build and decorate their houses, at no charge.

“I think the urge to have a home goes hand in hand with the desire for partnership and friendship,” Ms. Beach said. “We informally take turns at different people’s homes.”

It costs about 55,000 Linden dollars, or Lindens, the equivalent of $200, to buy the rights to a piece of land on Jalisco from Ms. Beach, and then the equivalent of something like $25 to $40 a month in Second Life’s version of maintenance fees, which help Ms. Beach pay her dues on the land to Linden Lab. (Lindens can be traded with United States dollars through online exchanges and even ATMs in Second Life; the rate, which fluctuates according to market forces, is currently around 275 Lindens to the dollar.)

In a telephone interview, Ms. Beach attributed part of the island’s pleasant ambience to its high prices. (A lot on another virtual island, Cheops, for example, costs less than $20 to buy and the same amount each month to maintain, and an apartment in Venice rents for the equivalent of about $2 a week.) The cost encourages people to participate in the community they’re paying for, she reasoned, and “keeps out people that don’t want to play the way we play.”

Houses, on the other hand, are cheap, as are furnishings — a table, for example, might cost a real-world dollar or two, a rug a dime or a quarter. Mr. Ainsworth’s house, a prefabricated model that came with the land and was bought by Ms. Beach from Fisher Construction, a Second Life “building company,” cost only about 1,400 Lindens, a bit more than $5, to buy, and about $20 to furnish.

Mr. Ainsworth’s living room is spotless, decorated with Mission-style furniture from Town & Country Furnishings, a store in the largely commercial Doesburg sim; Mr. Ainsworth “built” the adobe fireplace himself, he said, in about an hour. (His real house in Ventura, he said, is decorated with “brass-and-glass stuff from the late ’80s.”)

But the most impressive part of the house is its outdoor space: three terraces, with a hot tub and a dance floor and bar. Like most dance floors in Second Life, Mr. Ainsworth’s has “dance balls,” floating orbs that users can click to make their avatars dance. There are no bad dancers in Second Life.

Some in Second Life choose to build homes and furniture from scratch, but it can be frustrating: users must spend hours practicing, and often take Second Life classes to master the skills needed to manipulate so-called primitive objects, or “prims” — the virtual world’s basic building blocks, which come in shapes like spheres, cones and cubes — into more complicated shapes, which they then combine into useful objects.

Although many people do learn those skills, the growing interest in Second Life has created a market for prefab houses like Mr. Ainsworth’s, built by virtual architects and developers. (There are dozens of groups of Second Life architects, with names like Real Life Architects in Second Life and the Society for Virtual Architecture.)

It has also given rise to a number of philosophical questions: since you don’t eat in Second Life, do you need a kitchen? Is a bathroom really necessary? Since you can teleport, do you need stairs? Since you don’t sleep, do you need a bedroom? Answers vary, but most opt for at least a bedroom (although not for sleeping).

For anyone with a modicum of taste, though, decorating a home is a breeze. Furniture, electronics, art and gardening stores abound, like the Mission Home store in the Tiltir sim, with its Craftsman-style furniture, and Classic Creations by Isabella, a showroom in the Caprera sim that carries rugs and living room sets. And shoppers are spared the inconvenience of driving and parking, since they can teleport to and from any store in a matter of seconds.

Once a resident is home, it’s easy to move furniture around and hang art on the walls. Other advantages of nesting in a virtual world: you can plant both tropical flowers and Arctic vegetation in your garden, and neither will die. And if you’re a hoarder, you can store an unlimited number of virtual beanbags, old movie posters, oak trees and pet ferrets, which take up no visible space when your inventory folder is closed.

Second Life homes do have at least one downside: the number of prims is limited. Every sim has a maximum of 15,000 manipulatable shapes, because of space constraints on the Linden Lab servers, so designing (or buying) furniture with the fewest prims possible — or with the ability to appear when residents enter a room and disappear once they leave, so that only one room is furnished at a time — becomes a priority.

Mr. Ainsworth’s house is still a work in progress — the bedroom walls are bare except for a single wall hanging — but his neighbors Earl Semaphore and Candy Flanagan (the avatars of Richard Lucas, a 54-year-old probation officer from Scotland, and Carmen Clasen, a 22-year-old college student from Blairsville, Ga., who lives in Germany) are well settled in theirs.

The two, who are married to other people in real life, met in a Second Life club, hit it off and were married six weeks later in a Second Life ceremony — a more or less common occurrence (as are Second Life marital spats and Second Life divorce) that often occurs with the knowledge and consent of real-life spouses. Ms. Clasen designed their house in what she calls Old Mexico style; it has a stable for two horses and an orange tree that drops cute-as-a-button fruit that rolls along the ground.

It is striking how often a Second Life process mirrors real life. Case in point: a couple trying to decide which of their old furniture to keep after being married. Mr. Lucas’s avatar, Earl, had lived in a small skybox — a floating house — 50 meters above the ground in the Hyaonmoo sim, and Ms. Clasen’s avatar, Candy, had lived on 5,000 square meters in the Sugulite sim.

“We just emptied our inventories onto the lawn” of the new house, Ms. Clasen said in an instant message. “Then I took all the pieces and put them together here.” Two wedding gifts — gauzy abstract paintings by Second Life artists — hang on either side of the door in the living room. The room is also furnished with stained-glass lamps, a couch programmed to allow the couple to snuggle and a music box that plays their song (“Freebird”).

Their real homes don’t even come close to their Second Life home, Mr. Lucas and Ms. Clasen both said. Mr. Lucas’s “typical Scottish house,” which he shares with his real wife, is “small by U.S. standards,” he said. Ms. Clasen and her husband live in an apartment building. “I like having a house of my own in Second Life,” she said. “My resources are practically unlimited, and I am able to build what I please and redecorate however I like.”

Perhaps because of the ease of redecorating in Second Life, interior designers are much harder to find than home builders or real estate developers.

“Not many people hire someone,” said Pauline Woolley, a part-time administrator at Oxford University, who publishes a Second Life design blog and magazine (both called Prim Perfect and accessible at primperfect.net), under the name of her avatar, Saffia Widdershins. “Most just think bed, chair, and go out and get what they can.”

Still, many Second Life furniture designers also dabble in decorating. A recent issue of Prim Perfect featured the Odaesan House, a grand mansion with an Arts-and-Crafts-style interior attributed to Troy Vogel, the avatar behind the Mission Home store. The issue also showed an elegant Venice apartment with a deep red sofa, zebra cushions and intricate wood paneling by Isabella Lazarno, of Classic Creations by Isabella.

Real-life designers, too, have found their way into Second Life. Thomas Wang, a Hawaii interior designer, began using it in 2004 as a place to build models for real-world projects, but has gone on to design many virtual projects through his avatar, Bill Stirling. His elaborately appointed cruise ship, the Galaxy, takes up three entire sims, and he is now designing the studios for S.L.C.N., the Second Life Cable Network.

Hannah Hails, a 31-year-old sales executive from Guildford, England, who is hoping to make a go of it as a Second Life interior designer, has posted classified advertisements for the decorating services of her avatar, Mercedes Georgette. “It’s something I have been interested in in real life,” she said. “But I’ve never had the opportunity to put it into full practice.”

For now, she’s working on her own 12-sided house, purchased from Creative Excellence, a prefab-house maker, and situated on 16,000 square meters in the Enchanted Paradise sim. A lone bedroom takes up its entire second floor, and most of the third floor is given over to a Moroccan-theme roof deck.

Much of her art — which, like much of her furniture, comes from the Second Life showrooms of Ramos Designs, a company that sells items as varied as houses, jewelry and a bar that doubles as an aquarium — hangs in a broad gallerylike hallway. In the kitchen, a board of cheese and crackers is more or less permanently on display on the center island. “I love cheese,” she said.

Her garden is really the highlight, with black-eyed Susans and foxgloves bought at the Heart Garden Center (which Ms. Hails said has “the best plants in the whole of Second Life”), and two cherry trees in perpetual bloom. There are also a pond with waterlilies, working swings, apple trees that lend themselves to climbing and a campfire area.

Her zeal for virtual home improvement is not matched in the real world. Soon, she and her husband will be painting their apartment. “I like the visualizing of it, but the physical undertaking of it is something I absolutely loathe,” she said. “On Second Life, it can happen in an instant.”

According to Ms. Woolley, the publisher of Prim Perfect, there is often little obvious relation between a person’s real and virtual homes, and the main real-world function of a Second Life house is as a tool for fantasy — albeit, in many cases, fantasy that doesn’t stray too far from reality.

“You have people who go for the castles, palaces, the fantastic,” she said. “But many, many people buy the rather nice suburban house that they can’t afford to live in in real life.”

Others look for other things. Of all the houses in Jalisco, Ms. Beach’s is probably the least fantastic, furnished with just a few chairs and a bed. She calls it “our hovel.”

Although her real-life husband, Prodipto Roy, is a tester of video games, he does not spend much time with her in the virtual realm. He tried out Second Life for a while, she said, but the nesting urge never got to him. “He didn’t enjoy it because there’s nothing to kill,” she said.

Instead, she shares her Jalisco home with Seth Schlegal, the avatar of Richard Siegel, a systems engineer in Auburn, Calif., who is her second Second Life husband. They met while she was still with her first Second Life husband and became fast friends, then married shortly after her “divorce.”

Their house is full of virtual raccoons, arising from a wifely practical joke. One night, when Ms. Beach was talking to Mr. Siegel by Internet phone while they were in Second Life, he complained that there were raccoons outside his real-life door. So later, she found a raccoon design at a popular Second Life business, Textures R Us, and infested the house, from the patio to the bedroom. “When he found them I thought he was going to die laughing,” she said.

For his part, Mr. Roy, like many real-life spouses of virtual bigamists, seems unworried by his wife’s extramarital marriages. “What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas,” he said. “You are a completely fictional person in Second Life.”



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