In this hellish, wartorn timeline, it's very gratifying to have a brief moment where we remember that there is competence, dedication and a striving for something bigger. Manned space exploration no longer lands the same way as it did when I was Leo's age. This isn't a battle of ideology because is the Trump administration really any different from the CCP? Granted, they have replaced the huge bureaucratic party system with a gold-plated ballroom, but it's not East vs West, Totalitarianism vs Freedom. Watching NASA people sweat details was the competence porn I so very much needed. I hope their missions succeed, and watching this stuff together might pull some people out of the Trump stupor.
Blender
Lurgi and gum pain diminished, but not gone. What a waste of a week. Well, almost. My dystopian apartment block continues to rise.
Shell game
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| working on improving the materials a but |
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| A giant pool of water at the bottom. |
First, we need to find a way to add some variations. The light from the apartment windows needs to be broken up. I think I might be able to put a giant plane behind each "bank" of apartment windows to adjust the amount of light emitted. I need to break up the walkways, maybe add some low-poly denizens. Some more pipes, clutter, and lamps. Maybe I'll put some boats/barrels/trash in the central pool.
I need a bit more light in the depths. The aim was to have this tower three instances high, but at that point, the bottom is truly a gloomy place.
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