Ready Made Wooden Blinds

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I.G: You've seen it, now live it
I.G: You've seen it, now live it
Yes, this is a serious submission. I just knew the only way I could do anything like this is using humor to counter my lack of artistic skill (I'd probably do worse drawing by hand). Zarth the Powerful was made in Microsoft Paint, and he kicks ass.

Again, this really is my serious entry, though I hope those who read it won't take it so seriously. Hopefully I get points on originality, eh? :)


Not every man is a hero. Not every man wants to be a hero. Why are some heroes? Everyone has their own reason. Why is Zarth the powerful a hero?

Zarth was born in the Village of Razina, year 902 on the 10th month.
Zarth was a poor lad, who until the age of ten was near blind. That is, until one day a young mage, Phenrig, he called himself, found him. Phenrig felt pity for poor young Zarth, and undertook to make a magical device that allowed Zarth to see.
After a month of attempts, Phenrig succeeded in making such a device. He called this device a "seeing glass", which he made using Magical Power channeled into ordinary glass. The Magical Power made the glass change and shift. He made two such glasses, framed them, and gave them to Zarth. Zarth could finally see, and was overjoyed. He asked Phenrig what he could do to repay him for his kindness, but Phenrig only replied "Do something with your life". Zarth then swore when he'd grow older, he would become a great hero!

A lot of ten year olds say that, but it takes true spirit to acomplish it. Lucky for Zarth, men who have been given a second chance at life tend to have such spirit. Zarth decided he would start training immediatly... After he had a good nights rest, of course... well, then there was lunch too. You can't become a hero without eating lunch, obviously! But after that he would train to become a hero!
Zarth indeed started training, and in a few short years he became the best wooden swords fighter in the village! Imagine that! Zarth now wanted to turn to bigger challenges! But he had to find them first. At the ripe age of 16 Zarth left Razina and went to the big city of Laurel, capital of Ashan.

Apparently, a young boy walking with a sign of "I'm a hero. Give me jobs" doesn't get you very far in the big city. That caused Zarth to need a change of plans. Instead of immediatly becoming a great hero, Zarth enrolled in "Artuleth's Academy for Heroes of Might and Magic".
That cost him everything he had, that did. A small fourtune, it cost, but it would be worth it if it would teach Zarth to be a hero. Zarth was excited!

He spent two years there. Going on great quests for people, training with the finest of teachers, learning the techniques of great people, but finally, it came to an end.
"Your training is now complete. You are ready to go out into the world. But before you do, I have a gift for you, my graduate... here you go!". Artuleth, Master of the Academy, presented Zarth with 2 unique pieces of equipment: A talking sword, and a hollering shield. They even had names: Whoosh the Uneven and Doink the Mundane. Zarth the invincible, he called himself. A great Warrior, aided by great weapons. Zarth was happy.

Together Zarth, Whoosh, and Doink became best friends and adventured throughout the land of Ashan, earning fame and fourtune as they went. Until one day, they returned to their beloved Village of Razina, to see what happened to Zarth's village. But alas! They found that a year after Zarth left home to become a hero the "Company of Definitely Evil Guys" - mercenaries of the reknown Necromancers who were terrorising the land - slew his pet dog in the name of the dark. Zarth was enraged. Zarth decided he would not stand for it! He decided to despose of the Company of Definitely Evil Guys and avenge Lucky the Dog! Zarth was mad!

It was a hard and long campaign, which took him to parts of Ashan he would never imagine existed, and that he would never like to be in again, but in the end it was done. Oakwarrior, leader of the Company of Definitely Evil Guys was slain, along with his lieutenants who went by the name of Justice and Alderbranchh.

Zarth then retired to a life a peace... after questing a bit more to gain the skill points for the last skill he needed to complete the warrior skills, of course.
Zarth was at peace.

Zarth the Invincible, Mighty Warrior of all the Land retired with the following skills and ablities:

750 hit points
20 spell points (because magic is for wusses, not for Zarth the Invincible)
Strength Level 3
Critical hit Level 2
Endurance Level 3
Poison Resistance
Hit Point Regeneration.

Zarth was master of the whirlwind attack. He killed 593 of his enemies with it, out of a total of 2081 enemies. Zarth was powerful.

Posted by: I.G on August 10, 2006
w12p Intent and Story Telling
w12p Intent and Story Telling
1. Choice in composition was fairly straightforward…find a place with complimentary color scheme that would accommodate beer bottles! Although bottles are tall and cylindrical, I decided that horizontal would be best frame orientation for this shot. The pattern of the dark bottles against the light color of the wall was a good choice. I made a conscious effort to hide the labels of the brand but left a few tell-tale blue showing. I’ve never tried it before so I was surprised that they were able to be stacked. The neck of the bottle was just the right width apart to hold the base of the next layer of bottles. This created a nice balance (no pun intended) for the positive/negative space. 2. The golden tone of the plaster wall gives a good balance to the amber bottles. I am pleased with the color scheme and the way this photo turned out. The light on the bottles create an interesting texture at the neck where the ribbed pattern is evident. The reflective light gives a hint to depth of field and greater value to the color of the bottles. 3. The lighting is natural, no flash used here. It is a filtered light, taken in the Dining Room on the North side of the house. The windows have wooden louver blinds on them and were opened to let light pass through the slats. I placed my camera direction at an angle so I wasn’t blocking the light. It allowed me to catch the full reflection in the bottom row and a small amount on the second row. I think that is the neighbors’ crab apple tree reflection in the top row. 4. I don’t think there is too much needed by way of technical refinement. The focus on the subject is sharp and in clear. I believe that the exposure is good, giving enough shadow to balance out the reflection of light on the bottles. I like the angle that was chosen, just enough of the hand taking a bottle from the collection to conjure up the words from the implied song. I chose Program for my camera setting with an ISO of 800, and f4.5, shutter speed was 1/13 on continuous mode. I used a tripod for added stability and an overall evaluation for the white balance. Again, no flash, just natural lighting. 5. The subject for this assignment, in case you are not able to tell from the photo, is based on the song, “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”. The subject and implied story is extremely obvious and I’m afraid it lacks creative expression…however, it clearly captures the moment! After all these weeks of random photography, shooting outdoors and unplanned frames, it was a bit uncomfortable to have to think of a song/poem/book that would serve the purpose. This was proving to be very difficult because the music to which I generally listen isn’t well known as are the books that I read. The idea came to me as I was trying to fall asleep. My neighbor was getting his recycling ready for Monday pick up and the clatter of glass made me think of this song. Naturally, this photo had to be shot on Sunday as recycling goes out bright and early Monday morning and I had to go be at work. This is a tight shot for the simple reason that I wasn’t about to stack 99 bottles! I was afraid they would fall, break and I don’t have that many bottles!! There were probably around three dozen but with zooming, cropping and straightening…only 22 made it in the photo. The hand belongs to my daughter because my son didn’t want to be in the picture…yeah I know…SILLY GUY!

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