Nikola Tesla in his laboratory c.1899
what a piiiimp
"Five months of peace is just what I want." - The Shining (1980)
Kubrick’s one point perspective is porn to me.
German troops use a Schwellenpflug to destroy rail tracks while withdrawing from Soviet territory, 1944 -
A railroad plough (also known as a Schienenwolf (‘rail wolf’) or Schwellenpflug (‘sleepers plough’)) is a rail vehicle which supports an immensely strong, hook-shaped ‘plough’. It is used for destruction of rail track in warfare, as part of a scorched earth policy, so that it becomes unusable for the enemy.
In use, the plough is lowered to rip up the middle of the track as it is hauled along by a locomotive. This action breaks the wooden ties which forces the steel rails out of alignment, making the line impassable by later rail vehicles; bridges and signalling equipment also suffer serious damage. From Wikipedia
It’s time for another bit of Firewatch art!
I have been doing a lot of pre-production work for the environment art but it is still a tad early to show you what we’ve been experimenting with, so here is another solo object prop.
When I finish a model, before the texture pass I like to put it in context with a scale human (ours is a free base mesh by Eugene Fodkin) and show it to the team for feedback. Here is what Jake had to say:
“Jake: If that wireframe nude lady holding the boombox was in hot blue or hot pink neon wireframe it would be an actual era-appropriate magazine ad for that boombox. Hot pink wireframe except for neon blue wireframeswimsuit. Boombox fully rendered.”
So of course after I did a first texture pass, I had to present it again in full 80s glory. We all had a good chuckle.
The first image is Olly’s concept art. Next is an untextured model and wireframe, then an unmapped texture. The large image of the boombox is a plain Maya viewport screengrab of the model with one diffuse texture on a Lambert, with no lighting, a quicky AO “shadow” on a plane, and plopped onto a blue background in Photoshop just for spice. It’s about 860 verts.
Quality blog post this. YOUTH. TRUTH.
Driving back from Navasota, we took some back roads and stumbled upon this epic field of bluebonnets. The phone couldn’t quite capture the full Texasness of the scene. Texas grasslands can be stupid pretty.
When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence.
Ingmar Bergman (via itchy-blankets)
She’s got her first layer of paint, mostly got to do the backs of her ears properly now, and probably a little more depth in some of the brown. At least she’s really starting to look like my girl now! Also a bit of progress on the rest of the outfit… been working at my armour, and found a nice cheap jumpsuit at an op shop. Will probably leave it blue for this time around, but might consider dying it black some time in the land of the future. Cobbled together a couple of arm bracers that’ll do the job, not that I have the foggiest how I’m going to attach them yet, and I’m in the slow process of casting my claws, one by one… almost got a whole hand’s worth!
Still tossing up whether I want to take a crack at her visor or not.
Man, I feel like all she needs is a carefully considered layer of grime and it’s there.
This is so horrible I must retumbl…. the FONDUE…
Diana Al Hadid