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Pen, Opus II

Heres a re-edit of the pen Shown earlier. As noted earlier, I also no longer have to worry about the archives. Instead I now get to waffle a bit less right now, but more as Caranbolage grows, to get over the  label cloud, which works as such: 

It gathers the labels of the post and groups them into a cloud. Labels that appear often are displayed in a larger font size, whilst labels that get less attention, but nevertheless deserve mentioning are shown in a smaller font size. Click on the, and you are taken to a list of posts attached to the label. I decided that it was a more efficient way of categorizing posts, as I may return to certain subjects at a later date. 

For those who prefer taxonomical categorisation by chronometry, the archives remain at the end of the page. We wish you a pleasant browsing experience and hope you enjoyed this bout of expository waffle. Please hold on to your keyboards as our show continues. 

This is a more refined version of what turned out to be a very rough cut of the pen splitting up into its components of imagination. Because that is what a good and reliable pen is, after all, a conduit to human creativity, allowing you to put down fleeting thoughts to paper, thus conserving them for later perusal or consideration. So huzzah and yeehaw, as the pen is here celebrated, in animated and exulted, exquisitely rendered NURBS sequence! Enjoi y'all!

Post Scriptum Waffle:

I now find myself returning my waffle production to a healthy volume as I try to verbosely overcome the space that has been consumed by the mighty label cloud, bringer of words and pens! The label cloud! The label cloud brings with it brands and labels with worn designs! Beware of the new synthetic fabrics! The make your clothes transparent to digital cameras! But then again that is a whole different story from the design museum in London, Enough of this space-filling, I hope.



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