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CW: Advent of Code Day 12 Spoilers
#AdventOfCode 2023 Day 12
Oh my god, I had too much trouble with this. Haven't done #DynamicProgramming in years, so I completely spaced it until my solution was taking forever.
Memoization gave at a considerable speed boost. It's not the best solution, and it's far from readable, but it gets the job done and still takes under a second on my machine.
https://codeberg.org/Taywee/AdventOfCode-2023/src/branch/main/src/bin/day12.rs
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CW: Advent of Code Day 6 Spoilers
Day 6
Very easy day. Used my whiteboard to suss out that this was a #QuadraticEquation (yes, I had to use my whiteboard to do this, and I'm not ashamed of being an embarrassment). Naturally, my solution uses the #QuadraticFormula to find the answers.
https://codeberg.org/Taywee/AdventOfCode-2023/src/branch/main/src/bin/day06.rs
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Started reading "Gödel, Escher, Bach", and couldn't resist a quick and easy reproduction of the cover. Boolean modifiers made this cake.
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CW: Eye contact
Made an Akko from Little Witch Academia in Blender. Followed along with a video tutorial a bit ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWocxbVD3CE ), but spent a fair bit of time just trying to achieve a similar result without following too closely. Took probably about 10 hours of work to get to this point.
Might finish making the boots and rigging it eventually, as well as cleaning up the hair.
Will make a turntable animation soon.
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A pretty fast and rough Judge Dredd sculpt. The helmet is pretty rough, but I'm happy with a lot of it.
#Blender #Blender3D #JudgeDredd #DigitalSculpting #DigitalSculpt #blender3dart #3DArt
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I was able to massively improve on yesterday's rendering of one #Kepler's representation of the #PlatonicSolid of Earth. Done in #Blender using hair curves for the grass.
I redid the grass with fewer control points (down from 8 to 3), then reduced the spline resolution from 12 to 3, and reduced the resolution of the profile curve from 12 to 2. Using some napkin math, each blade of grass was about 4608 verts before, and is now 72 now, so I could add 64 times as many blades as before.
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A rendering of one #Kepler's representation of the #PlatonicSolid of Earth. Done in #Blender using hair curves for the grass.
Really feeling the limits of my hardware on this one. Blender crashed 4 times due to me running out of memory, and I had to make my grass way bigger than I wanted. There's probably a more optimal way I missed.
A transparent version will be posted in the replies when it's finished rendering.
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Eva Nathena & Dionyssis Samiotis On Crafting Their Surprising Greek Box Office Hit ‘Murderess’ – Contenders International
#News #ContendersInternational #DionyssisSamiotis #EvaNathena #Greece #Murderess #TanweerProductionshttps://deadline.com/2024/12/murderess-director-interview-1236193807/
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My moods are pliable,
My body suggestible,
The weather and other people
Drivers of my emotions,
The tension in my gut,
Those wild words in my head
And out of my mouth
When I can be bothered
To open it. -
My moods are pliable,
My body suggestible,
The weather and other people
Drivers of my emotions,
The tension in my gut,
Those wild words in my head
And out of my mouth
When I can be bothered
To open it. -
My moods are pliable,
My body suggestible,
The weather and other people
Drivers of my emotions,
The tension in my gut,
Those wild words in my head
And out of my mouth
When I can be bothered
To open it. -
My moods are pliable,
My body suggestible,
The weather and other people
Drivers of my emotions,
The tension in my gut,
Those wild words in my head
And out of my mouth
When I can be bothered
To open it. -
My moods are pliable,
My body suggestible,
The weather and other people
Drivers of my emotions,
The tension in my gut,
Those wild words in my head
And out of my mouth
When I can be bothered
To open it. -
He still doesn’t know,
Thirty-four years later, what
Made him pick up the phone
That day to call the eyes he
Dreamed about, those green
Lakes of vanishing, and ask
Them to look at him, into him,
And change him. He can’t
Understand the plans of the fates,
Not now, not then, not ahead,
When time is water through
His fingers, green and clear,
A compulsion to stay living. -
@tanweerdar
It was just a moment, & now
He’s not sure he didn’t dream it.
Night has ended, & still the
Touch lingers, that vision on his
Eyes, that sacred sight of her
Slowly dancing along the bare
Corridor surrounded by echoes,
Dropping her clothes as she went,
& he followed until they
Reached a warmer room where
He expected she would #entertain
Him with dervish passion &
Blood-hot kisses. All he sees this
Morning through the pain is his
Viscera hung up to dry in ragged
Ribbons.
#MastoPrompt -
Should a silence mark this day
Of mourning for peace, or should
We be shouting our respect for
Freedom fighters from every misplaced
Memorial in all the cities around
This misshapen planet? What
Does armistice mean to the powerful?
It’s nothing more than a dog whistle now,
Its real meaning ignored, and the
Memory of the dead abused.#MastoPrompt
#Armistice
#Poetry
#NoWars
#PeaceMatters
#SmallPoems
#BigMeanings -
At the root of all language
Rests Latin, and there the real
Meaning of this word
Is hidden, and it is to
Stop fighting, lay down weapons
To make peace
In the world forever, so we
Can live how we are intended to
Eternally.#MastoPrompt #Armistice #Poetry #NoWars #PeaceMatters #SmallPoems #BigMeanings
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The universe disappears,
Day too bright,
Sky too blue
For any other colours.The moon has misplaced its stars.
The cosmos is disfigured
On days like these,
When the wind freezes
On exposed skin
And thinking.Blue hands,
Unread books,
Unproven theorems.Quantum.
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The change of name,
That belief of being best,
Of being superior and above,
Of owing nothing and being owed
Everything, the carefully
Cultivated appearance,
The practiced charm,
The sweaty handshake,
The untucked shirt,
The rehearsed laugh.
The truth is he's not exceptional,
Not special. He's nothing but
A murderer by incompetence. -
@tanweerdar
Fragile, meaning.
It shatters the morning after,
When passion dissipates, when
The daylight adds the sharp edges
To everything, the sharp edges
All things already have,
The knowledge that nothing lasts
Forever.It is brittle, this thing we
Turn between our fingers, one
Moment certainty, the next lost,
As if there never had been a point
To it. Even love suffers.
Faith ends.Nothing but questions and questions
And questions repeatedAnd disappeared.
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@tanweerdar
To misplace is an accident.
To displace an intention.They know no better than
To fight, & to kill, to
Torture & blame others
For what they do. What once
Was freedom is no more than
Greed, a struggle for power in
The thin line of a pen.Maps.
These pieces of land are
Currency rather than the
Hills & plains of habitat
Where small tribes lived
Alone & in peace.Peace is such a lost word.
Meaning has been displaced
By an invention of words
Strangled by intentions. -
@tanweerdar
Nor years nor age can diminish
Love or passion. The decades have
Rolled by, & we have changed past
Recognition by our younger selves
Who would not have expected this
To last that first night we fell
Into a ditch kissing, first on our
Way to yours, & then the way
To mine, where the next morning
Brought some kind of strange
Waking. It is later now, &
Further from then than either
Of our ages then. & still life
Has not managed to #extinguish
What we felt that first time.
Strange. -
@tanweerdar
Neither love nor loss are stilled
By the passing years and youth,
Nor the edges of that memory
Extinguished when the light fades
At the end of one cycle beginning
The next, nor doors closing on the
Darkness and desolation of it.The square room has no sense
Of dimension, and lives grow
Out of shape in the silence of
Our grieving, and the doors fade
Into the background white of
Senselessness rationality demands.Always waiting.
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@tanweerdar
2/2
When it comes to the end of a world
There must be people who know it is the end and are right;
Those who know it and are wrong.
Those who do not see it coming are the best positioned,
Or the worst, maybe,
At the brow of the headland, looking out to the sunset,
While the mainland is demolished behind them
And the cudgel is raised.
The candle flickers at the fingers poised to snuff
And the slightly-too-near curtain just the same. -
@tanweerdar
The biggest mistake was
Giving us consciousness along with
Sentience, that variable awareness
Which comes with thinking,
Where thought can be a labyrinth
Of our own choice,
& light & dark interchangeable,
The power to lie,
To bear a #grudge.An error of nature to make
Cunning stronger than instinct
In these upright liars on two legs,
Allow them to cheat their way
To the top of the food chain,
& contaminate the rest.But perhaps nature is more
Cunning & sentient
Than any of us. -
@tanweerdar #MastoPrompt #Grudge
A steel(e)y anger,
Unrelenting grudge infects,
Burn - Everything!