Stellar Steeler,

Jack bird rock that.

These are on.

That said, I must inquire about a deal...

In the Jack bird last image you posted, Is the city scape on the left side of the image suppose to be out a window, or some kind of back lit translight or some action?

Bring me a fresh one, I can't stop myself.

If it's suppose to be a real city out there, you'd never see the horizon from that low vantage point.

Trust me -- spent many an evening in just such a position.

I've see shoes at this angle as well, yours are right on.

Durant "light them all" Hapke

Gun Jumping JumpMan,

Right.

Bring that.

Light the rockets.

Feeling your on, and I'm all about digging your smashing action.

Number 3 -- MX-38 Leviathan is on.

My rocking star blister pack "yeah, brother," goes out on a wire to you.

Nice bundle pipes, and graphics.

Produce stickers, and had out at lunch time.

Collectable stickers are on.

Do that, and enjoy a well deserved cocktail.

Durant "light it up" Hapke

Brothers, and Sisters,

A bit of a Cheetah render of a SketchUp helicopter jag.

Bring that, it's fun for me.

So, this dude, Uncle808 plasma blast, crated a bit of a bathroom model... A bathroom from a home, a small white bathroom -- one that you might find in a house, an apartment... That kind of deal.

I thought I'd share, here's what I had to recall when I checked out his action.

I like the can, getting into none can action in the can can be fun.

I met this curve once at a little dive way up north, bought her a drink or two while we smoked -- this was a bit back in the day -- smoking hadn't yet evolved into the blasting big downer it is today.

At any rate, she was very calm, and just big eyed good looking, worked at the college book store if I recall -- told me they price the books with a powdered graphite, so that they can erase the prices and re-stamp them if the price goes up, that and a number of other things...

So after a few brown bottles, I had to hit the can, so popped up and said "be back," and staggered my way down to the John...

So, a moment later, I'm standing at the tall porcelain, feeling free, that pleasant wave of relief all massaging my bladder, while I check out the graffiti:

"Tech High blows"

"The Huskies rule"

"If you can read this, you need to drink more!"

The usual.

So, I'm reading, and I hear someone fire on the sink, and set to washing up -- like really splashing around in the water -- making a real statement out of it.

A lean back around the divider deal that compartmentalizes the little room, and there at the sink is said curve...

She's got her skirt off -- nothing memorable about her panties, perhaps blue with some pattern on them -- she has her skirt in the sink, and is really working away at something or another.

Panic hits -- "am I in the women's room?"

Jack bird no -- I'm at a urinal, that ain't chick action -- she's in the men's room.

I'm good for a few more rounds, at least.

I'm thinking this is an interesting development, a bold move on her part to let me check her action out more closely -- she's toying with me, telegraphing her interests...

"Hey, Jump Bunny," I speak cool -- nothing out of the ordinary here, "what you up to?"

She doesn't look up, continues to scrub.

"I can't believe this," She pumps soap into her hand and really harasses the wad of wet fabric, "damn it!

All set, I zip up and approach, she does have nice legs...

"Can I give you a hand there, babe Jack?"

White knuckled, she squeezes out water.

"There is a chunk of gum on this new skirt! She glares at me, "are you chewing gum?!"

She has Jack bird nice lips -- full -- her mouth is angry... I'm liking her more, and more.

"You did this, didn't you? I thought I saw something fly out of your mouth when you sat down, caught it out of the corner of my eye, didn't I?"

Now I'm feeling like what? I'm in elementary school? She's all going to send me to the principles office? I sure felt like that, and that, well, it made me want more...

The thing is, I don't do gum, never really liked it, haven't had a stick in years, but hell, why let that Jack bird stop anything? So I spin out:

"I may have been enjoying some... Bazooka bubble perhaps..."

Her head jerks to one side and she really scowls.

"Perfect, that's great, that's really smooth! You could have said something..."

I reach past her, and wash my hands.

"What can I say, I thought it bounced off you, bounced off you and onto the floor..."

"Oh, I thought it bounced onto the floor?!" She clicked mocking into high gear, as she shakes out the skirt, snaps it with a stern "POP!" "You thought it bounced onto the floor?! Of course! It just went on the floor, bounced off me and onto the floor?"

She looked totally hot now, I mean she was mad, and jutting her chin out, and swinging her hips around, it was awesome.

So I said, "The truth is, I was trying to get it in your hair..."

"In my hair?"

"Sure, you have nice hair... but it seemed be crying out for my bazooka, so I fired it out while you took a sip... I wanted to get it stuck there, in that sexy hair of yours...""

"That is so wrong!"

"No, it was hot!" And in my mind, it was.

"Hot? Hot? God! And I'm suppose to like that, having gum in my hair?" Her eyes rolled up into her head, like she was going to blow a gasket.

"It seemed harmless, and very sexy..."

"Your... your... your not human..." Just like that, she's shaking the skirt out and stepping into it.

"Not human?" That was it, I was completely smitten -- Perfect -- this was love, but it was clearly to late!

In one move she snaps the front, storms out, and disappears out into the night.

I never saw her again, the sexy gum girl.

Oh well.

So about that clock in the mirror there, Uncle 808 state, is it suppose to be on the opposite wall, or on the glass?

It looks kind of odd?

Yeah, I think perhaps.

Durant "read the comic" Hapke

M001,

Jack bird what it's worth, I'd combine a few things, have the jogger women tripping over the kids bike all trashed on the drive there.

Scary kids.

Bloody knee action.

Ouch.

And I like the use of dogs.

Durant "bird on a wire" Hapke

Sizzling S T I N K,

Jack bird action on stuff.

You running V-ray in Booty Camp?

A bit on you action, what you imputing, and I have a small bug bite on the top of my arm that just showed up.

It scratches, rather it itches, I scratch.

The little details are killer cool.

Durant "hand me a file" Hapke

Brother, Yaseen,

Bring that -- Jack bird nice.

I dig the crazy broken glass ice looking action with the bottle on it's side deal.

Feeling a bit like sitting at that table and tipping the contents of that entire bottle.

Durant "sing a rain storm" Hapke

Full Metal Baz Jacket,

Right on, and take a bit of time to collect ice, and pour a very tall one.

Memory lane... The past is our compass.

On this:

@baz said:

... you still there sam? me never forget you signing up to the forum to give DH a serve.

Jack bird yeah, her skull was a firry blister of angry razor blade hornets!

Attached the mind scrap that lit that fire -- I do feel that jag was quite on.

She did end up in the slammer after all, and that was a wild bit of uncalled for pageantry.

Then again, she learned a thing or two about herself -- I never had to design the prison tattoo.

Sam is a wonder, but a case.

We are friends, but only bum in the night for mutual "stunt" effect -- she is a good pilot.

Not sure if she sees that crazy "Be Easy" any more.

About the gray tone on "Fear 1013," it's different, the randomness of the image is very meat puppet, I'm feeling the heat there.

I've got so much in my man tube set to jet out, I really need to find a bit of time to kick that.

As the rendering action has been so on, I have been plumbing the debts of my digital "memory glands" for models to reuse, but now have a plan to do a pair of deals...

First, Jack bird stolen technologies... A bit less exotic then the pain probes... This is a funky weapon I traded some killer porn for, and gray hand gun -- a base design of the meat puppets.

Ray Gun One

V.1

This is not actually a deal the Jack bird meat puppets made, not at all.

They stoled this design from some "dream artist," stoled it from his subconscious, so it looks a good bit like an old school deal, and more suited for a human hand then twisty fist gray bubble head digits.

That's in the pipe -- I did a graphic of the Jack weapon a bit back ago, and so that's on.

Next up, the "acidic core scratcher," and "demented whore machine."

The swinger of the angry "blister Jack," the pulverizer of bones, the blood hammer.

I'm going to meditate, entertain thanatopsis, tip cans, smoke and model up the "Fly-cephalic de la muerte," the wire wound soul," the unfeeling "Ulcer Automaton."

So let it be written, so let it be modeled .

Durant "bring that here, Samantha" Hapke

GT,

Intake action is Jack bird on.

Bring more of that extreme -- fire the block up out of the hood and bring that to the drive in.

Curves will melt, you'll be all the rage.

Durant "I broke the cable" Hapke

Baz Berry Jam,

Bring that, and pour one.

Getting into the idea of putting images on top of one another, and what that might mean.

Your insight is on, and the lack of complexity in the render of alien hardware is so very simple.

Yet to start slam dancing with UV action mapping, but want to.

What a funky bit of a world.

My photo collection is factoring in, and wow, I need to build an understanding of that action, or lack of.

Under the fog of tall boys, I was thinking the lack of sophistication was interesting... The lack of things looking "properly put together," as it were.

Bad science fiction porn film look.

Perhaps to clever buy half.

Took the issue of color out, and grained the imaged into shape, "get down and rub another one out."

Yeah, a bit of BAZ action added.

Of corse I have notions and intentions of posting this calamity on a web page -- perhaps larger -- but for now?

Time to hit the corner store.

Durant "fish in the water" Hapke

Brothers, and Sisters,

Swinging it a bit hammer hard with Jack bird meat puppet action.

Was hitting some beers by said beach, when confronted by a sharp mind control pain... "Ouch."

Yeah, a harsh bit of burning pain first up my left nostril, then like a hot gob of melted army man, it traveled into my loin, all deep into my prostrate; that dark place of shame.

Shame in that I have visited that funky gland in the past and it has always "fooled me" into finding a dissipating bit of "rough" happiness there, a coil of "bring me a wire hanger and lets get to it," kind of energy bar.

So yeah, I'm not as disciplined as I would sometimes like, but I do enjoy my time and my place in the universe.

Giant Geh4ever, progress on the printing angle is all slow, I say "pour me taller glass."

Head Jack the grays.

Durant "screen me" Hapke

Spin daddy Gianx,

Nice action -- fire up a pie and pull a cold one.

I'm about to get into a bit of drilling, this chair inspires.

Must be made for oral surgery... That scares me, like dark deep, deep ocean water fishes... "stay back mister slack mouth fish, I have notion for you to eat, and the dentist is not in... or he's on television with his new killer cool chair."

Durant "don't move in" Hapke

@solo said:

"open it in an app called 'Deep Exploration' and convert it to .3ds..."

Solo Blaster,

What's this Jack bird action about?

Slam Dancing big boink, I was under the impression that 3DS export was all inside of Sketchup, in that SketchUp will out put said file format.

Am I dancing alone?

Durant "wonder box" Hapke

Brothers, and Sisters,

Swing a big loaf of bread my way and crack the ice box.

I have a vision of:

"Gina-foy -- anti-compartmentalization"...

It's my dream of the future.

Prepare yourself to be saturated with soul sunshine on the color fluctuating homeland of the Utah boarder.

All insects forms drop!

Steel gland need personal human attention and organic lubrication...

Durant "use your will" Hapke

Power P,

This is freaky, very real looking and kind of surreal as well...

The ghost windows are kind of Twilight Zone, and the fact that it's about his women, so seems to be addressing a spirit of some kind, all off camera and in hidden...

I don't know, who is that there?

I'm picturing a scary bear, rather a doctor or service provider who is dressed as a bear...

A bear she believes is a specter of evolutions and spiritual development... She is waiting for the bear to speak, to tell her about the after life.

I feel that's a bit of a Jack bird nasty trick.

I would like to see the bear man reflected in the window.

Durant "don't scare me" Hapke

Banging Baz, Bad Boy Bubba, JVS the X, and King Coen N,

Right on, and bring that again...

Sharing, a good Jack bird spin of confusion surrounding this entire printing deal it would seem, seem, and seem.

Having spoken with a confidant, and drinking buddy -- BP PG -- That be Super Brain: Big Packing Pebble Glands -- got the following, so am rolling it up to let you all have a big puff and fire back what you will.

This meeting took place at the Cat and Fiddle over a tall cold pair of drinks (yeah, I paid for them...).

Durant Hapke:

"So I'm a Jack donkey on this entire sad printing angle, what can you tell me about it, Gland Packer?"

Big Packing Pebble Gland:

"Well... the thing is, typically for print you want 300 dots per inch, that's DPI, that's what DPI stands for, Dots Per Inch.... so, 300 DPI minimum.

Durant Hapke:

"300?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Yeah, 300 DPI... If we step out side, can I bum a smoke?"

Durant Hapke:

"Sure... Let me finish my bucket. What about this 300 number and printing?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"So, yeah, this doesn't mean anything if you just deal with raw pixels on monitors... or say putting images onto film and video... Can I order another drink?"

Durant Hapke:

"I thought you said smoke?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Yeah, but I'm trying to quit, maybe just another seven seven..."

Durant Hapke:

"Whatever you like, Pebbles. Hey Skinny Groin"

(At this point I call over Jimmy the barkeep, I call him Jimmy Pants, or Skinny Groin, he hates both, but what can he do? I'm a good paying costumer, and he knows I'm just donkey Jacking him).

Durant Hapke:

"Jimmy, get Packing P another seven seven, yeah, and I'll have another pull... So, how does this relate to printing, Big Pubes?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"If you stay in that digital world, you see, you... well, you have only the image... A basic monitor is 72 dpi, higher resolution ones are like 96, and an iPhone is 160 dpi."

Durant Hapke:

"IPhones are kind of... I don't know, it's a lot of... Jack... At the moment at least... I'm not that into them, I guess..."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"They're great for porn... If you travel... I like that"

Durant Hapke:

"A porn life line?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"I like that..."

Durant Hapke:

"I guess if that was a selling point, if the Apple store said, 'you can find a restaurant, buy concert tickets, and bubble all frisky with high fidelity pornography,' I would be feeling are less of a kind of... I don't know, 'have to have one' kind of a toy..."

(Jimmy Pants delivers the fresh round and I flip him a bill).

Durant Hapke:

"Cheers..."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Back at you, D."

Durant Hapke:

"So, the theme of the night, printing."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Right, well, most magazines, like say Linux monthly, or National Geographic have photos in them that are like 300 DPI, so an image say, 7 x 9 inches would be 2100 x 2700 minimum..."

Durant Hapke:

"Minimum what?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Pixels."

Durant Hapke:

"Right."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Now, if it's some kind of fine art book, or if it's going to be printed over seas in the far east say, it could be double that for all I know."

Durant Hapke:

"For all you know?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"I'm not an expert..."

Durant Hapke:

"Do you know any, experts that is?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"No, I don't know that there are any... it's strange... Should we go smoke?"

Durant Hapke:

"Is that the end of your mostly lame explanation of what size my images need to be? I'm still feeling like a Jack goose running from a donkey round knob in the dark."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Well, let me see... A 150 dpi at 12 x 18 inches would be the same number of pixels, 2100 x 2700,
which would be the same as a 600 dpi 3.5 x 4.5 inch image."

Durant Hapke:

"What?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Printed size will be the dimension of the pixel size divided by dpi..."

Durant Hapke:

"Stop... We can go smoke now..."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"The required number of pixels is the dpi multiplied by the size in inches or what you want to print..."

Durant Hapke:

"Stop, now Gland Master Flash, just stop."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Stop."

Durant Hapke:

"Yeah, stop, and let's go smoke..."

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"I'll show you my IPhone..."

Durant Hapke:

"You going to get all... you know, sweaty and moist?"

Big Packing Pebble Glands:

"Not likely. You feel alright about your images now?"

Durant Hapke:

"Let's go."

So, there you have it.

Nice.

Not sure what to make of any of that.

...

Oh... Coen's question... Yeah, I'll hook in on that sometime.

Durant "what a pickle" Hapke

Brothers, and Sisters,

Bring it, and wow, bring it.

Spinning as I can on the moment, I've been approached by this "radical" or rather, this "dude" who digs on my graphic scratching...

I was tipping a few cold buckets over that the Cat and the Fiddle, and, and this dude was all about asking that I lend some action to a book deal he's putting together on local art types -- not my world so much -- but "radical" has got some tattoo scribes on line for it, and a curve who oils up and rolls around -- I'm thinking about such.

What I need to know, or am being forced to consider is his whole mania about "image size," or "file size."

What?

He said my Jack images need to be a proper size to print in the book...

Jacking Jack bird. I don't quite orbit this entire issue.

There seems to be the "image size" -- like in photoshop it says 8" x 9" or some Jack, and that's the size I want it to print in the book... But I guess there is this whole "it needs to be a "three K image," or you need to have a lot of pixels...

Rocking hit me with an ice cube -- I thought printers just need to be set at like 120 dpi or some nonsense, but I now understand (or don't understand) that this is not the same as "pixels per inch..." Or is it...

So, brothers, and sisters, here is the keg of beer question.

... Blasting here it is.

If I, DH, want to Jack my action, and give this joker some images on a disc for his booky book, and I want them to fill up an area about nine inches square, what Jack bird size should I make the files?

What would it say in Photoshop about such, in that save menu, would is say, what?

Information from my SU posy would be slam dance appreciated, I'm sure your all in the know here, what with making killer cool books of your awesome furnitrure or buildings, or action.

Light one and swing a tall.

Durant "in the mind mine" Hapke

Brother Stefanq,

Way to bring it, I'll have a Jack bird look around that action.

Your understood loud and clear.

Durant "hazy lazy glaze" Hapke

Soft Light Batas Senja,

I want to sleep there... Kick it what a few beers and soak in the light.

Bring it.

NIce.

Durant "red pillow" Hapke

Jet Blaster Stefang,

Bring it, and yeah, that looks all a lot like kicking cool plastic.

As you appear to be doing a good amount of scratching around with said Hyperactiveshot, was wondering if you might pass me a bit of info.

Was wondering if this Jack application has the capacity to export an alpha channel?

That being and alpha mat of the object...

Oh, so very interesting... What a deal...

It would appear that mostly it's about objects against big digital images -- HDRI environments? I think that's the Jack bird name of said Jack.. -- or plain gray fields... or voids... or black... like when I dream.. or rather between dreams.

Also, what about the interface and/or tools for assigning uv maps? Is that part of this Jack deal, and if so is it user "let's get it on" friendlly?

Any insight is all good, so pour a tall one and dream...

Durant "five is not three" Hapke

Brothers, and Sisters,

Still no harry ghost hand action...

But have been sleeping better, and into the new of the new...

This action of mine is tired...

Messing and slamming with Cheetah... Not noticed many users here, or is it me and my lack of focus...

Bring it to me, you wise and randy batch of bringers.

I love to see the birds in the morning.

Durant "eat sugar" Hapke