I live in a camper van with a West Highland Terrier for company.
My passion is creating images but it is a work in progress.
I am always willing to share what knowledge I have and can be contacted through the comments on this post or e-mail ADRIAN

Saturday 24 November 2018


These tractors were built for around ten years from 1946. They made about six hundred thousand in the UK and another few hundreds of thousands under licence at a Ford plant in America.

This one is a TED 20. It runs on petrol or TVO but has to start and warm up on petrol.
The forerunner of most modern tractors, I believe it was the first production machine with a three point hitch. This one is going to have another rebuild as it's away to a wedding.

Thursday 22 November 2018


John at MIDMARSH JOTTINGS occasionally posts alien plants. I kill plants so decided to make a timelapse video of an alien plant of my own. I have got bogged down. The plant pot is middling and the glowing compost is okay. I then used a tapered curve for the plant stem as they are easy to animate and hence show growing. The problem is that I end up not being able to have an alien flower growing on top as when I convert the curve to a mesh it won't animate. I'll sleep on the problem.
Here is a still from the movie. 

Pretty weird even by my standards.
Have fun.

Tuesday 20 November 2018


After this I am going to find something else to blather about.

I am playing with some timelapse but time will tell if it materialises.

Sunday 18 November 2018


This is a ten minute Blender video which I think will show a slightly different workflow. It is part one of a series of three or two if I can squeeze the next bit into ten minutes. After that I am working on a five minute film. 

Have a good week.

Thursday 15 November 2018


HDRIs are full 360° light emitting high dynamic range panoramas that allow one to illuminate scenes in Blender. I have used them but never understood how to make them work properly. I have the job sorted now so decided to make a video. This was shot just as I did it so maybe it's a little slow. I usually edit out the bits where I get muddled up but thought it worth leaving them in this time.

At the end are two bits of video I'd put in the skip as they are slightly out of focus. I decided to have a play with them.

Have fun.

Sunday 11 November 2018



      I went into a public 'ouse to get a pint o'beer,
      The publican 'e up an' sez, ``We serve no red-coats here.''
      The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
      I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
      O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' ``Tommy, go away'';
      But it's ``Thank you, Mister Atkins,'' when the band begins to play,
      The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
      O it's ``Thank you, Mr. Atkins,'' when the band begins to play.
      I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
      They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
      They sent me to the gallery or round the music 'alls,
      But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!
      For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' ``Tommy, wait outside'';
      But it's ``Special train for Atkins'' when the trooper's on the tide,
      The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,
      O it's ``Special train for Atkins'' when the trooper's on the tide.
      Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
      Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
      An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
      Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
      Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' ``Tommy how's yer soul?''
      But it's ``Thin red line of 'eroes'' when the drums begin to roll,
      The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
      O it's ``Thin red line of 'eroes'' when the drums begin to roll.
      We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
      But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
      An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints:
      Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;
      While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an ``Tommy, fall be'ind,''
      But it's ``Please to walk in front, sir,'' when there's trouble in the wind,
      There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
      O it's ``Please to walk in front, sir,'' when there's trouble in the wind.
      You talk o' better food for us, an'schools, an' fires an' all:
      We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
      Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
      The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
      For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' ``Chuck him out, the brute!''
      But it's ``Saviour of 'is country,'' when the guns begin to shoot;
      Yes it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;
      But Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool--you bet that Tommy sees!

      Rudyard Kipling


Friday 9 November 2018


I have been away for a week doing all things horsey. Well not the complicated things, filling hay nets, fetching horses in and taking them out. I enjoy being around animals so it's been a good week. One naughty horse has decided that chasing the dogs is a good game, a pastime which I do my best to discourage. The dogs think it's fun but I can see it ending in tears if not nipped in the bud.
These pictures are not of the best as I used a strainer to rest the camera on. 

I'm back to Auchtermuchty this morning, have a good weekend.