3D printer – got one now. Still getting used to it, but it’s probably me having the problems with the machine than the other way around.
Guild Wars 2
Not much to say about this game, except from that it is awesome. It does eveything right – OK, there may be different opinions – and is just sheer fun whenever you log in.
cFos Mug 2015
I was aiming for something entirely different, but running out of time. So it had to be a simple “classic” again instead. Sorry, Juan.
No “Practice Random…” line to see here – please move along. Oh, wait. There’s still a quite obvious appearance of the number “42”, the two mysterious cFos guys and “cFos” itself.
And (this is the only, but not really hidden part) you can find the year 2015 in Attic Numerals right in the middle of the image.
Parable of the Polygons
Diversity is.
Actually, diversity is one driving power of evolution. Everyone not feeling comfortable with this should have a look at this little piece of art.
After having noticed this “posting” (I think, I was sent there by a Wired RSS entry), I couldn’t resist translating it into German.
cFos Mug 2013-14
20 years of cFos… …this is quite some time. Funny conincidence that one of my all-time favourite computer games is exactly of the same age:
Day of the Fossil… …err Tentacle
The “Practice Random…” line is scrambled to build the game menu, the number “42” is formed by the branches of a tree in the background.
The mugs were designed in 2013, but were planned to be handed out in 2014 – so I had to decide for one of the two years. I went for 2013, which is anagrammatically hidden in “Where to enter zoo?”.
Tardis and Son
The bigger version in the background is made from stone and way more detailed. So much about the T.A.R.D.I.S. now. So many other things to build…
This is fun!
The Doctor is in the house.
My first try on building a Tardis in Landmark. Still a bit small.
Skadis New Clothes
Attending a fancy-dress ball, Skadi and Deseasoid are pretty sure no one will recognize them.
The Joy of Tech
In Lothlórien
Oh, just me and some folk (actually, I don’t think anyone knows them) looking out for trouble.