TITLE: Blind NAME: Tom Nowacki COUNTRY: UK EMAIL: ice@teanow4pm.demon.co.uk WEBPAGE: http://www.teanow4pm.demon.co.uk TOPIC: Night COPYRIGHT: I SUBMIT TO THE STANDARD RAYTRACING COMPETITION COPYRIGHT. JPGFILE: blind.jpg ZIPFILE: blind.zip RENDERER USED: Povray 3.02 for Windows TOOLS USED: CorelDraw 6 RENDER TIME: 0d 02h 06m 15s @ 1024 x 768 +a.1 HARDWARE USED: Pentium-200 MMX IMAGE DESCRIPTION: The Moor was thinking of a play, a nonexistent piece. The play is about a blind man. Colors are what he imagines them to be, but how far can your imagination reach in a day-to-day world that is shrouded in a perpetual blanket of never-ending night? And so... Let there be light! Magicus Oculus Cast Of Characters RALPH, a blind man in his forties LUCETTE, a precocious teenager ALMIGHTY ZEUS, son of Chronos Playing time: about 20 minutes Lights behind a stained glass lunette above the door, a gaping black hole in the wall, dimly illuminate the set. RALPH is ensconced in an armchair that may easily be mistaken for a throne on a dais. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. RALPH puts the book aside. He walks briskly. Before opening the door he switches on the light. Lo! Death has reared himself a throne. DESCRIPTION OF HOW THIS IMAGE WAS CREATED: Then again, are not all magicians thieves among whom honor is such a rare commodity? Or do you think so many rabbits can suddenly appear out of nowhere? My guess is they must all come out of the same hat. Before I go any further, who would like to see my new rabbit trick? OK, the ayes have it. Next order of business: How to make a rabbit vanish, speaking of which, has anybody seen my Poe? Please share your copies if you don't have one. Dammit, don't steal them! I have nearly exhausted my repertory -- No rays from holy heaven come down On the long night-time of that town; But light from out the lurid sea Streams up the turrets silently - Gleams up the pinnacles far and free - Up domes - up spires - up kingly halls - Up fanes - up Babylon-like walls - Up shadowy long-forgotten bowers Of scultured ivy and stone flowers - Up many and many a marvellous shrine Whose wreathed friezes intertwine The viol, the violet, and the vine. Resignedly beneath the sky The melancholy waters lie. So blend the turrets and shadows there That all seem pendulous in air, While from a proud tower in the town Death looks gigantically down. ... Eyes -- halos halos halos Skull and crossbones + first stanza of 'The City in the Sea' by E. A. Poe -- imported. Throne -- blob shape sans everything that does not look albeit remotely like a throne. Fanlight -- Linear T (lineart) colored in. SOURCES: Sources include two imagemaps and a heightfield in Adobe Illustrator (ai) format. They can be opened in Photoshop 4 and saved as gif or targa files, if you need them for rendering.