The brief for this assignment was to render 81 unique objects, representing three different words, using solid works and 3dsmax.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
I would like a white pony. And a white house (with terra cotta roof) on a cliff overlooking a rough sea with white tipped waves. I would like a house filled with polished dark wooden furniture and red tulips in crystal vases. I would like a piano in the garden. I would like to frolic all day and lament all night in white broider anglais petticoats.
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I think that sentences that start the way this one did are quite gross. Certainly one of the more selfish ways of starting a sentence anyway. I think that the word blog is quite gross. Not in the same socially unacceptable way our friend I Think is (although blogs are really quite embarrassing and rather socially unacceptable) but the main reason the word blog is so gross, is that it sounds like spew.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Aokigahara (青木ヶ原)
And if ever, by some unlucky chance, anything unpleasant should somehow happen, why, there's always soma to give you a holiday from the facts. And there's always soma to calm your anger, to reconcile you to your enemies, to make you patient and long-suffering. In the past you could only accomplish these things by making a great effort and after years of hard moral training. Now, you swallow two or three half-gramme tablets, and there you are. Anybody can be virtuous now. You can carry at least half your morality about in a bottle. Christianity without tears—that's what soma is.
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