Wall 154: Quiet
Meg and I ran some errands this morning. No one was out. Very stress free. Guess everyone was sleeping off the fourth with a fifth. The last wall is a leftover from the trial series when I had no internet access. Hope people appreciate the continued efforts, I know I appreciate yours.
Last week was the busiet ever, again. Steady growth will surely lead to a larger staff, health benefits and company cars. Or at least some adsense ads, right? I can’t get the javascript to work, go figure.
Take a nap, I will give you the benefit of the doubt that you deserve one.
Wall 88: Signal vs Noise Suite
Today I am proud to show you my latest work. Signal is a beauty. I managed to render it during the school day yesterday, allowing for the usual night-time render time to complete….
Noise…. which is positively menacing as a background. It loos like there is a whole in your screen, reaching deep, deep down into the depths of your soul. I’m really happy with this suite.
I would like to define some terminology:
A comparison is when I give you two essentially identical wallpapers with differing background colors.
A suite is when I present multiple wallpapers of the same general theme, but of differing content.
I would also like to mention that I took a considerable (8 hours and change) gamble to produce Noise. When rendering, all I saw was black. I couldn’t separate it easily from the Apophysis background…. so it was a pleasant surprise to see it turn out alright in the negative version (that’s what I call the renders minus the backgrounds)
I do know that this name constuct is not unique. Enjoy anyways. And stay safe, everyone. Also, don’t sneeze on me.
Wall 55: Minimal Suite
I’ve been meaning to give the fans more of what they want (Minimal G is hands down my most popular wall thus far – which I blame accidental SEO for). Here’s some more minimal wallpapers to chose from. Two are variants of Minimal G. One is a variant of Dominique I call Bevel. The other is never-before-seen!
Enjoy
Wall 51: Persistence
[I first want to applaud Ben's villanelle from yesterday's post. I hope more of you write one. ]
I never knew what I was getting myself into with all of this. It has transcended hobby and chore alike now. It’s a need. Mike said this happened to him when he was doing 365daysatthelake.
What does this get me? I don’t know; all I know is that I must continue. My father tried reading between the lines, looking for fatigue. He won’t find any. Quite the contrary. Though I may ebb and flow in effort and exuberance, I still remain. This still remains. You all remain.
I’ve never felt that we are judged by what we do. That’s only looking at the finished product, not the cutting room floor or the status of the lease and balance of the coffers. Meg, I hope you read this. Meg, I hope you understand this. Meg, I hope they won’t bother you anymore.
Wall 38: Apology (ies)
Every time I buy flowers for Meg, she wonders what the occasion is. If she thought about it, she would know. There are some things that I can never take back. But in the mean time, I can give so much. She, and every woman, deserves that tango, that dance. She deserves to be treated with the utmost care and love, if only (and this isn’t an if only in Meg’s case) because there are so many women that don’t have that opportunity. Never have that chance. It is my duty to do that much, just that much, in an ever-increasingly scary world.
I tell her, when she is down and deserving, that it’s all I can do. It’s all that we can do, amidst so much senselessness, to raise our children how we were raised. We can’t save everyone. I feel bad for that. I feel bad when I see a blind child, a dead bird, another sorry news story. I apologize for that. I apologize for them, and do my part to make it right. I am sorry. I am so so sorry. But I can make some smaller part of it right. It’s my job.
And it’s your job too.















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