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i've been making an extreme unicycling game
It's called STREET UNI X and it's coming out really soon and I just released the trailer, check it out:
there's also a demo on Steam so try it if you think it looks cool and wishlist if you are into it!
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A painter might feel like a paintbrush is an extension of themselves, developing muscle memory and skill to create beauty. But what happens when that tool is owned by someone else, and they charge rent? What if they've decided to take it away from you? What if they've decided your art isn't yours?
As a 3D artist, I was professionally trained in using Autodesk Maya, a 3D modelling and animation application. I became really good with it, and grew to love it! I used it at work and at home for my own projects. It became muscle memory, an extension of myself, an organ for expression.
The full version of Maya is ludicrously expensive at CA$2,500 a year! So I had to settle for a cheaper version called Maya LT. It was missing some features, but I wasn't using them at the time so it worked out. I paid CA$360 a year for 3 years.
words, gesture, care, understanding
I feel more closely connected to others when speaking in gesture compared to words.
There is less abstract sense in gesture.
My arms move in the way of eating, my mouth moves in the way of chewing, my finger slides down my cheek in the way of sadness.
I comprehend sadness in others by the look on their face; by the way their face gestures.
Words fail to represent my sadness. Words fail to enmasse the gravity of the spectrum of my turmoil and my joy.
When I dance my joy is palpable. My stress spills out of me and dissipates into the air and lays bare an open canvas, itself a gestural invitation for the dances of others.
When I cry my lips quiver, my face crunches to grimace, my back hunches and my arms droop. The gesture of my sadness invites others to offer care without a word.
I feel I have so much experience to share, and I seek to write it, to speak it, but I reluctantly abstain. my words never seem to match my intention.
I recognize loss in representation. I become frustrated with my inability to speak the depth of my experience with the limits of my words.
I've been told I'm well spoken, yet so often when I seek to speak my heart I fall into the traps of "whatever". I blah blah, yadda yadda, etc. etc. my way through the struggle of representing my experience.
In seeking to speak I smooth the textural surface of that which I wish to be understood into a package of slippery abstraction that can only barely be grasped.
We don't understand one another through repetition of each others words. Words are not what we understand. Words are a medium through which we grasp for care in our infinitesimal misunderstanding.
I know what I know through experience, I relate my experience with words and relay these words to you.
I do not wish to be understood. I believe we can not understand one another. I seek to care and be cared for.
I speak words as a representation of my intention to care. I listen to your words to wrap my arms around your care, to quietly trace the texture with my fingertips, and to embrace it and take it on with you.
My world is my care, as yours is yours.
I hope one day I will dance with you We will not dance "without a care in the world" We will dance with ALL the care of our worlds All together And they will be unable to resist dancing with us and so they will and all together we will need no words. Together we will become care without the need to understand
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