January 4, 2007 Thursday 3:25 AM The Night Quest Mov: Saving Memory


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The Night Quest
Picture this.
3 am The recent rain has dampened the ground
and turned the asphalt to glass and mirrors. The air
is crisp, not to cold, not to warm. There is no one out
except for a occasional truck on the highway or a late night
ride home from the bars. During a break there isn't even
the random antics of college students to ruin the night.

And there is nothing to stop be from biking full speed down the
roads. And while I tempt fate with friction my brain takes that
snap shot of the night. This was sure to be a memory for the books.
The quiet was what struck me the most as I stopped by the side
of the road to look out over the empty moonlit highway.
I was on a small mission to make sure I had locked a door.
I had. When I arrived I knew it was going to be locked... but I
just wanted to make sure. Or maybe that wasn't it. Maybe I
wanted, needed, an excess to go back out into the night.
I had thought of it the night before. I thought wouldn't it be
cool to go back to the field later?
The moon was hampered by clouds but the sky was still so bright I
could ready my watch by it. Not one drop of rain, yet.
So I rode out to the field. And walked across the track to
think.
It was one of those times... I thought. One of those good times
when you think that for that moment the whole world is yours.
My miniscule power spread out across the pale blue gray lit field.
And I enjoyed my time though it turned out to be fairly brief.
For it was starting to drizzle and I knew I should be on my
way. Dreams can't last forever I suppose.
I decided to use a short cut that would involve carrying my bike
down some rugged, slippery, muddy terrain. I had scouted out
the path a bit before returning to my bike parked across the
field from the trail. As I walked back to it briskly, I thought
it was a shame that the rain was coming back. I wished for
clearly skies in that moment and thought next time... next time
I'll be back when there's a full moon and when once again there
would be no one to challenge my vaporous authority of the night.

It was slow going down that trail. I had flashlight in mouth,
bike frame in hand and strained to keep my footing I
hiked down the dark path plants hitting me here and there.
I didn't want to break anything this night. It would ruin the
adventure  of it all. I made it down and back to surface streets
and as I rode I could feel droplets growing harder. The clouds
were growing stronger and by the time I reached my home street I
was thinking twice about not putting the poncho on.
But it was okay... as I walked my bike back into the garage
and clicked the button to close the door.
I gave one last look out into the night as if to say
farewell. We'll meet again sometime.

8:03 PM
How many hours of my life have I invested in all this?
I try for so long to learn how to produce these things...
and still I have much longer to go.
Guess what I'm doing...



For years I've attempted the impossible. Everytime I try something just won't work.
But now that I have powerful software like blender, better lighting higher quality images
I think I'll just try to fuss over the details until I have an image that works
for once in my life. 



I know this doesn't look like much but it represents the capacity
to make things glow.