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Wednesday, April 25, 2018–Day 115: Of course, when using DAZ (or Poser, for that matter) one typically works in color. It is one of the strengths of the program and you can do some amazing things with it. I did, however, grow up in a world of black and white. I was 16 years old before we had a color tv in our house. Black and white can be extremely evocative. Who doesn’t like film noir? This was a 2012 rendering that just didn’t work in color, but I think it really pops in black and white. I imagine a girl on a cross in the forest at night. The night sounds are terrifying enough, but then she hears approaching footsteps. Her heart beats faster in her chest... Suddenly a bright light is shown in her face, blinding her completely. She doesn’t know who they are and can only imagine what they intend to do to her. It will be a very long night for her... Entitled "Night Crux".
Great! The scene is enhanced by the effect of the light of a full moon shining through the trees! :clapping:
 
Wow! Trying to decide the math ... :confused:

An inflation calculator tells me this 1960 color set would cost $6,666 and change today. Color TV was for rich folks until the '70’s.
 

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Thursday, April 26, 2018–Day 116: Although it is bright and sunny here this morning, we had a good soaking rain last evening and it is April, after all. No pelting rain or violent thunderstorm...just a persistent falling rain–a spring shower. They bring the May flowers, you know. Too bad this wet girl won’t be around to see them bloom. From 2011 called "Daughter of the Rain".
 

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Thursday, April 26, 2018–Day 116: Although it is bright and sunny here this morning, we had a good soaking rain last evening and it is April, after all. No pelting rain or violent thunderstorm...just a persistent falling rain–a spring shower. They bring the May flowers, you know. Too bad this wet girl won’t be around to see them bloom. From 2011 called "Daughter of the Rain".

Totally drenched ... but look on the bright side ... she didn’t suffer from thirst!
 
Wow! Trying to decide the math ... :confused:
Yes, a black and white TV with vacuum tubes. If you are trying to figure out my age, I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth. I'm somewhere between puberty and death (actually a little closer to the latter). Harry Truman was president when I was born and this June will mark the 50th anniversary of my high school graduation.t I'm 67.
 
Yes, a black and white TV with vacuum tubes. If you are trying to figure out my age, I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth. I'm somewhere between puberty and death (actually a little closer to the latter). Harry Truman was president when I was born and this June will mark the 50th anniversary of my high school graduation.t I'm 67.

Hmmmm ... I wasn’t far off. Will you go to the reunion? Can’t imagine what a fiftieth reunion might be like!
 
Actually, I'd sooner be staked out on an anthill. Who wants to hang around with all those old people(trying to remember being 16?)

My thoughts entirely.

The rich obnoxious bastards will be the even richer obnoxious bastards. And as for the gorgeous girl you always fancied; aren't you now glad she got away?
 
From 2011 called "Daughter of the Rain".

I spent a while trying to analyze why I find slender, toned young women to be the most insanely erotic crux subjects/victims. Gave up that bootless errand fairly quickly.

Thanks for another zap to my libido, Jas. :D
 
Yes, a black and white TV with vacuum tubes. If you are trying to figure out my age, I'm as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth. I'm somewhere between puberty and death (actually a little closer to the latter). Harry Truman was president when I was born and this June will mark the 50th anniversary of my high school graduation.t I'm 67.


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So you were born around when 'Singing in the rain' was released?:devil:

Very realistic rainshower and clouds!;)
 
The local Top 40 station played this ad nauseum et ad vomitum at the end of the end of the school year.

We messed with the lyrics a bit.

"Though we try to hide it, we will shed ONE tear."

"Though we all shall try, we may never meet again. Thank GOD!!!"

 
An inflation calculator tells me this 1960 color set would cost $6,666 and change today. Color TV was for rich folks until the '70’s.

"Improved mirror-sharp picture" - I very much doubt it!

We didn't get colour in Australia until the mid 70s. When you see reruns of old shows now, even from the 80s, the difference in picture quality is striking.

I'm sure that this is what my high school reunion picture would look like and, you know, they haven't changed a bit!

Which one are you? :D
I think I recognise Sideshow Bob
 
Saturday, April 28, 2018–Day 118: Katia had been the wife of chieftain of their small village–respected, well-fed and pampered. That all ended when their village had been raided and sacked. Her husband was killed trying, in vain, to defend the villages. She’d watched as the raiders ransacked and burned the village to the ground. Most of the men were quickly slaughtered. The women were a different story. They were all stripped and brutally gang-raped. Then they were all bound in a coffel and were paraded off to begin a new life of degradation and slavery. The young, pretty girls, like her two lovely daughters, were sold to a brothel owner. They’d spend their remaining days on their backs with their legs splayed as man after man used them freely. The older women were all sold off as well, but they faced a far more brutal treatment. Some ended up working all day long in the fields beneath a ruthless, blazing sun. Katia’s fate was even worse. She’d been sold to the owners of one of the galley ships. Her long and lovely black hair had been hacked off and for the next months she spent her long exhausting days trying to pull the heavy oar or being brutally whipped if she couldn’t keep up. They forced her to eat to keep her strength up–each day, a vile, maggot-infested slop was injected down her gullet. Still, despite the brutal treatment she experienced, she proved to be totally worthless as a galley slave. The easiest thing to do would have been to just throw her overboard and watch her drown or see the sharks have their fun with her, but they decided to make an example of her for the other slaves. They brought her to a tiny remote island, and as the other female slaves watched, beneath repeated blows of the whip, they marched her inland where, after raping her one last time, they nailed her to a rough wooden cross and then left her, utterly alone to face a slow and lingering with only the seagulls to keep her company. How the mighty have fallen!
Entitled "Katia’s Fate".
 

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Jas, youve tried your best, but you just can’t get me interested in plus sized homely women, even if they’re naked and nailed to crosses. You could scorn me as a Lookist, and you’d be right. And I ain’t proud of that.

:facepalm:

But follow your muse, guy. Follow you muse.
 
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