These are the current poses for filopat.


These are the current poses for patofil.


Like I said before, I am having trouble with the export. I have changed plugins three times, and there were two different versions of performer and two differetn versions of maya. Not to mention that I actually built the masks in Cinema 4D - Hardcore Data Translation. Thank god for formats like FBX.

Well accept for the major setback with the exporter the Trail the trail world is coming out well. Here is a preview.

Maya Wireframe


Maya Real-Time


Photoshop Edited Render

This was my first attempt at a self pic.



This was done for the "good in america" website, which is since gone.

These images ended up being printed into posters for a German Language award at NAU back in 2002. Sorry that the fonts are messed up but I designed them on a Mac at Canisius and just compressed them on my PC at home so the fonts were missing. The bottom two had such ugly font problems that I cut off the words. There were ten in all.

die Austern


der Spargel


die Raupe


die Wueste

Early in 2000 I found this Xray as part of collection owned by the lab I worked for in Arizona. Since then I have used to data from the image in order to make several other projects. I am most interested in how digital art can be translated like languages from one digital medium to another but using the same set of data to produce radically different results.

Photoshop Original


Illustrator


Cinema 4D render of vector point cloud data


Maya Render of point cloud model created from c4d data

test

Maya has failed me big time. After creating all of models and getting ready to export it starts having mega memory errors. I have a feeling its mixing the wrong version of performer with the wrong export plugin and freaking out. I am really sad.

My mother works as a voting attendant in Kenmore and told me that out of 600 registered Democrats in her area only 83 showed up for the primary. She and the other voting attendents said that they thought it would be a lot better if all the primaries were on the same day. They figure the low turn out is because everyone just assumed Kerry would win after the he won in the other states.

She also said it was almost all old ladies that turned out to vote.

For a long time now, it seems that the browser has just been something we use to receive data. It is imperative that we turn that relationship inside out. I have this terrible fear that, as Matthew puts it, "that the internet is slowly turning into the television." It was most apparent when our AOL instant messenger client started playing full video/audio commercials. The first time it happend, it really freaked me out and we switched to trillium right away.

We don't have television, so it was really freaky to suddenly hear an advertisement. Anyways, people need to stop using the browser as just that, a browser. Right now, more than ever, people are able to share whatever information they want over the net using sites like this one. No longer, is it necessary for the average person to have to learn to web code, or deal with the often complicated tasks of server administration in order to share ideas.

So I ask why are more people not doing it. Is it because they haven't heard about it? I think some people assume it is still difficult. It is amazing opportunity to publish yourself, in this case free of charge. I can't believe how many people have viewed the site. It makes me question why every place doesn't have one. Toronto does Greater Toronto Area Blogger Site

So CNN published this article about blogging, making it seem like a not so important trend. I wonder if its true or if they are trying to put it out, because it could begin to interfere with the information of the power structure.

Accoridng to CNN
"NEW YORK (AP) -- Despite the potential of turning every Internet user into a publisher, relatively few have created Web journals called blogs and even fewer do so with regularity, a new study finds.

Some bloggers indeed update their journals often, in some cases several times a day. But it's clearly a minority who are taking advantage of the blog and its potential to steer the online discourse with personal musings about news events and daily life.

The Pew Internet and American Life Project, in a study released Sunday, found that somewhere between 2 percent and 7 percent of adult Internet users in the United States actually keep their own blogs.

Of those, only about 10 percent update them daily, the majority doing so only once a week or less often. "

What is really crazy is that most people are totally comfortable opeing their computers to sharing stolen music and files, yet totally uncomfortable with sharing their thoughts.

Here is a timeline of blog history.

Some guy made a song about blogging from the hiphop music site

January 24, 2004
A (Sad) New Chapter in Blog History
Last week I jokingly acted like I wanted beef with another blog across town, namely Tiny Lucky Genius AKA the Unicorn's Tear hosted by Chicago's own Jessica Hopper. I was totally totally kidding, she seems mad cool and probably able to have me killed.

But I've always thought it would be fun if us bloggers had "blog beef", and made blog dis records about each other like all the cool rap stars do. The problem, of course, is where would we find a loser with enough free time on his hands to actually write and record a song about somebody else's blog?

As you have probably guessed by now, I am that loser. And since last week's tomfoolery gave me inspiration, I now present to you the world's first blog dis record, "I Know Why The Unicorn Cries."


Download the MP3 here , then read along below!

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I Know Why the Unicorn Cries
(beat courtesy of Vast Aire's "Look Mom No Hands", additional samples added by Jay Smooth in Cool Edit Pro)

PRIMO-STYLE COLLAGE INTRO

FIRST VERSE, STARTING WITH OBLIGATORY BIGGIE REFERENCE:

first things first, Ms. Hopper: ha ha, you're funny
amusing - but your emo ego is due for bruising tonight
cuz we're never losing a fight
we keep it tight, featured site up at movable type
I fill suckaz all over the blogosphere with dread
walk mean streets these geeks fear to tread
but every now and then I hear footsteps behind me
another small timer like yourself getting grimy
tiny.abstract about to catch a clapback
next time you post about me, watch your trackback
cuz I'm about to ping you with the real
when a unicorn cries tell me how does it feel?

CHORUS:

punk unicorn!
from your eye drops a tear!
sucka unicorn!
from your eye drops a tear!

REPEAT

SECOND VERSE:

you think your tiny sucky blog makin me feel fear?
I get more hits in a week than you get all year
you cry a tear cuz you're jealous about my fame
talk a good one but never call me out by name
it's just a shame, I dunno why you think that you could reckon with me
I represent New York, you're in the second city
small time dropping small thoughts for small minds
up against THE GREATEST HIP-HOP BLOG OF ALL TIME!? (portentous echo)
you better call time like chris webber
cuz it only gets better when this veteran gets clever and spits
i'm severin arteries mercy has never been part of me
so if you ask me to i'll enjoy thrashing you heartily in every post I make
roasting fakes you and your team are artificial
like the cream in the middle of hostess cakes
and that makes a tasty meal
so when i eat a unicorn tell me how does it feel?

CHORUS

FADE OUT

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Just to reiterate, in case the inherent absurdity is not obvious, I did this strictly for the sake of being silly and I have no quarrel whatsoever with tinyluckygenius (please don't hurt me). But, if any of you want beef, y'all know where to find me! There's plenty more where this came from.

Posted by jsmooth995 at January 24, 2004 06:06 AM | TrackBack

So my section of Elmwood was out of service today. I was going to get some work done before school today but I couldn't do anything without electricity.

I made me think that perhaps I was putting all of my eggs in one basket. I need some electricity free habits, abilities, and hobbies. I was totally thrown for a loop. I had no book I needed to read, nothing. I thought of killing myself but then decided that it would be more prudent to get something to eat and let my legs heal a bit from my evil laptop burns.

Terry lost where he was at in video game at the onset of the ectrical tragedy. Cars started to have almost accdients every five minutes by our street light. It was pure chaos from Lafayette to Cleveland. Even Blockbuster, owner by Viacom, didn't have electricity. So we left with the car destined to find Terry's lost debit card. We found it at Fat Bob's one of our local favorites.

When we came back we decided we wanted to eat at Manhattan Bagel and guess what - still no electricity. So we kept walking. Spot - no electricity. I started to think it was a local terrorist attack but we continued on to Coffee AND where they had electricity.

Once there we ordered pizza. I had the mediterranean one which was quite good. I really need to get started on the restaurant rerview site. Next project to come. The poor woman there seemed so overworked, but it was definately more economical than Spot. So while waiting for the Pizza, I saw Cyan and we talked for what turned into a 3 hour conversation. It was great. I really like her, I wish she had a journal because I always feel like I am learning from her. I wish she had a journal. Ironically, while searching through the records, I notice that she signed up for one but then never started writing in it.