Saturday, December 19, 2009

After Installing Router Internet Does Not Work




No inspiration this week, nothing new, nothing shocking.
It remains only a cup of tea, the last cigarette and a book by Nietzsche.
And to think that I could go out and spend my first Saturday Sicilian meeting old friends.
When returning "home" after months of absence my first and only thought is to see my family and few friends. Stop. But it seems almost inevitable, at least in this town in southern Italy smiling, escape to a true "rite" (call it that) because of misconceptions and questions that do not fundamentally affect the person that you never asked. The everything is more or less like this:

First question: "Hello vitamiaaaaaaaaaaaa! and what are you doing here ?????"
Answer: "Well Tessore and you?" and meanwhile, with a smile and fintissimo with the face of stupid, try to remember which name has stramaledettissimo the person in front of you.

Second question: "When you come down?"
Answer: "A few days ago and you?" and finally you think you've remembered the name, then the right concerns and begin to wonder if it was what, a few years ago ....;)


Third question: "How do you find yourself ... " (Of course the application does not ever include the name of the city you live in or the right of your choice because obviously you are not alone in wondering who is talking with "
Answer:" Fine, Milan is wonderful, and I am very well but you like you're a. ...?

Fourth question: "A New Year faaaaai that?"
Answer: "I have no idea, I do not want to do anything .... I'd rather go out of this town!" and she nods while trying to remember the question you just did.

Fifth and final question: "When you get?"
Answer: "Right after New Year ... you? And both begin to realize that we ran out of clichés that we have nothing to tell, that basically we do not know if not having that and maybe a few years ago, I was too obnoxious.

followed by 10-15 seconds of silence followed by an "I capitooo VITAM .... SEE YOU!", Then take two steps finally glad it's over even this "record" (I talk too), pull a sigh of relief and suddenly you hear a new hand behind the shoulder that is calling you: "VITAMIAAA !!!!! WHEN you come down ?"....
And then you realize at that time why did you decide to run away from home so soon.

Friday, December 18, 2009

Labiastretching Gallery

Representations

I introduce myself, My name is Marco Rastrelli. I am a young writer of both comic erotic (won in 2007 with the designer Vittorio Giorgi first prize in the contest held by the magazine of erotic comics X-Comics with Misty Gale, the superspy ) comics that "normal" (a short comic strip written by me and drawn by the excellent Lorenzo Nuti out in 2010 in the anthology Dreamz the publisher Double Shot ) and editor of several online and print magazines covering the field of Japanese animation ( cartoni.it and Digital Japan, where I was also editor), comics East ( Kappa Magazine Digital Japan, and fumetto.it smoke China) and game ( Nextgame.it ).

Although the Internet is rapidly expanding its use in the field of comics is still fairly limited. Sites like Deviantart and blogs have certainly helped many designers and illustrators to submit their art to the public Internet and get in touch with many clients. But very often happens that the time spent by a designer / illustrator to create your own blog, promote or hold the contact is more than what actually goes to the drawing board. Just as often then, the inexperience of the Internet medium can increase the time spent at his promotion, but did not increase its effectiveness.

What I offer is simply my advice on the Internet for the promotion of his art, it is not erotic.

I am currently taking care of the blog Alessandro "Ganassa" Mazzetti, erotic drawings of the team of X-Comics, managing the account on Deviantart , Hentai Foundry and hArtist and administering the electronic correspondence between him and the clients. Future possibilities in which to expand coprendono opening a pay site that would give exclusive access to all the material produced by Alessandro along with many previously unpublished, from the sale of prints / posters, and much more.

For any information please send an email to kashim79@gmail.com


Farm Town Blackberry Storm



There is always the same music in my head ....
A song that sounds hauntingly the same things ..
Sweet heart when I entered the silent circle violently and he never stopped playing.
does not have a text but my lullaby colors that create visionary images in my mind.
E 'as black as the sea when it is at the mercy of the wind and makes love to the earth.
E 'as red as blood, blue as the sky, like a garden green and brown as the sand.
E 'lives and feeds on dreams, lives, stories that trace the paths of memory and hope.
E 'pure research of a "nonsense" in my days as defined by the contours.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Sunflower For Bigger Breasts

Oui, c'est moi Niklas!

Today I make an official announcement that I think is very important. Niklas, the writer of Misty Gale and other celebrities erotic, it's me. This is obviously irrelevant to many, but for me it is not at all. A little 'experience has taught me that my earlier concerns were nothing more than "mental masturbations" and as such are not considered. This blog, well too long neglected, reopens to talk about all the projects that are more erotic or not involved or that I keep locked in a drawer.

Finally I can tell you about Black City, Misty Gale, Milk Addiction and my new work as agent for the Internet.

And to prove my good will result a sketch / character sheet of Enna, one of the stars of the Black City. The design is quite capable of Lorenzo Nuti .


Black City What's it about? As usual you will not want to know everything at once right?


Saturday, November 14, 2009

Why Do Women Wet Themselves



Maybe it was just so ...
Living cynicism not to die of sensitivity.
protect us behind the masks to cover our faces swollen by the time and pain but we do not realize that someone could fall in love with those signs that make us unique.
And so we live in constant contradiction between what we see and what we are.
more if I can not remember your real face?
is worth the cover of illusion scars if he continues to feel pain?
Feeling the weight of the emotions, the joy of reliving past loves and also hide behind a veil of melancholy if needed.
Crying, crying to be revealed as fragile and weak.
Laughing, laughing heartily the purity of the reunion for small errors.
vent, talk to your heart in your hands to avoid falling into the trap of regrets.
love, to love unconditionally even if you feel bad.
Deluding yourself moving your eyes from the loved one to heaven and not closing eyes.
wake up, wake up suddenly from a wonderful dream to start over by deleting all perhaps.
was right.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Symptoms Of Uterine Polyps




And then there are times when you feel you no longer belong to yourself ....
nights you'd like to forget about deleting everything there was ...
Nights when you would like to sleep to wake up with a new smile, in love with a look that can no longer distinguish his figure from the sky.
nights you'd scream, kicking ass while the others sleep to feel all your pain, to make you listen, groped to wake from their unconscious cynical.
But all that you can do and sit in silence, her eyes lost in the emptiness and melancholy sweetness that gently caresses your face and stabs you to the heart.
On those nights you're not that person is not crying .... you're the one person who feels terribly lonely ... You're nothing. You are the man who after crying and wipes her tears in the mirror keeps repeating: "I deserve more!", You are the soul that never ceases to give peace for the night just after the sun rises, but that just starts a new day with hope, are the one person who can not help but dream that in the end there must be something to be very worthwhile to trust and let go. ;
that I had more time, I was more than yesterday I can no longer afford not to live in fear ....

Friday, November 6, 2009

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Thinking Livia ,
companion misfortunes

Phenomenology of amorous relationships PART I:


first week
"I like you know?"
"You too"


II Week
"I have another"
"Me too"


Third Week
"Well hello"
"Goodbye, I'll always remember with a smile"


IV Week
" I can not live without you "
" Neither do I. "


V Week
" I left the other ... "
" I I can not find the courage to do, give me time "


Week VI
" I want to be with you "
" but I also have to find right time to leave "


Week VII
" I can not continue like this ... I bid you farewell "
" Right now that I was falling in love you, I left "


Week VIII
"At last we are alone, you and me ... .. Would you be my girlfriend?"
"I just ended a serious relationship ... .. give me time! "


Week IX
" I love you "
" I do not feel like fool yourself again .... I want to be alone .... please respect my choice "


X Week
"Goodbye
" I love you !..."

Monday, November 2, 2009

Measles Itchy My Me I



Ad A.

You went away too, the immensity of the soul into a smile that I will not see. The hope of an embrace that never will be. In my memory you were the moon of fire that warmed his thoughts when the sun blinded me and I did not know where to go. 're Gone silent as a leaf and strong as a hurricane. I still dream of being overwhelmed by the pain that made us "our" and demolished ports, borders, window to fly together over the obviousness of the world.
My love, your love life became a thing: the word. The miracle that almost no one considers it necessary. Every single letter accelerated the beating and my blood became gold to be covered by the silence of an autumn day. We have not lost it encountered. Wandered along the roadsides and your hand holding my wrists and your voice seemed to tell me: you exist. We walked out of place on the feast of the "normal" and every goal seemed to be a limit and all fear a challenge. There 're more my soul. No more tears, but blood in my veins to feel. Now and forever.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

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From an early age those around us teaches us that people are bad, that you should never trust others, who does that in itself makes for three and a thousand other clichés, but those to protect us from suffering which in reality do nothing but make us more cynical towards others and life. Despite the warnings and I gave the skulls that inevitably over time, I've always been pretty confident in relationships with others. The fact that it had no real friends until high school did not derive from a distrust of others was in fact just the opposite: it was because of excessive consideration for others and little, very little respect for myself. When, over the years, my reading became more and more deep, my solitary travels slowly disappeared. The way I approached dangerously literature and philosophy made me feel less alone. I read the words became for me a hand that was with me in life and pushed me to state my ideas with more conviction and without shame. Slowly I was reconnecting with myself and therefore also with the others who finally saw me calmer, less mysterious and more "great". All those thoughts, which for years had made me feel cut off from the world suddenly becomes thought "designed" and not just a paranoid delusional kid. I still remember the excitement after reading Tiziano Terzani. I regalarano a book for her birthday. In less than 300 pages and a few hours to read it in one breath was contained in one night what I had always dreamed of. The adventure, the journey, the spiritual themes that had for years I had to stay and live peacefully ... It was about 4 am when I finished reading it and I cried, I cried so much joy .... I began to understand that there must be a common feeling, an ethic that makes us equal to the end, that people are not so bad as it seems, that everyone suffers, suffers and fights for the ideals that can not in any way be only abstract .... The problem arises when you are not willing to look away from themselves to look around. In that case we encounter to self and wanting to feel misunderstood at all costs. And I personally like that, unfortunately, I've known too many ....

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

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I stop before the time disfigure my dreams.
I stop and look at building my life from a different perspective.
Where is that sorrow stabbing that would not let me breathe? Where has that look that between a word and the other betrayed my emotions?
not admit becoming.
I can only design sandcastles, big, powerful but vanish with a puff of wind that I create myself.
was not to be, was not so that I imagined.
I did not allow yet another illusion, I could not afford to write another script and do not consider the fact that actors love to improvise.
Again the curtain fell and I find myself alone at smoking the last cigarette hoping to clear the smoke with the taste of illusion in the mouth. The last semblance of serenity and sets ever made. Anima fragile and not black. Pure soul that comes into play but do not know the rules and end up hurting themselves for fear to impose limits. Salvation, after all, for salvation is nothing more than hiding behind a curtain waiting to come back the light.
There is never a well-defined line for me to distinguish good from evil. What a moment ago was good, now it hurts and the only thing I can do is laugh in tears. To give me some strength to convince me that two major arms are used not only to defend but also to embrace the pain.
And I still can not conceive that everything changes.
Now I can only remember.
It was not so he had to go ....

Thursday, October 15, 2009

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In this picture I was 15 years old and desperately dreaming of the day I began to live, to be considered adult. I remember how I said determination of volermene go, you want to get away from my family, my feelings, myself. I was afraid of others but mostly I was afraid of my aggression that would frighten people. Aggressiveness that I've always been able to manage and direct the right way: that of artistic expression. I considered my horizons great if I had not even realized how easy it was to judge how best whatever came out just out of my room with green walls. And looking at those walls, losing myself in that shiny green that I had hung my paintings, I think I did the most beautiful and stupid speeches of my life. Once I tried to write as I saw myself in 10 years. He walked out the description of a man with a backpack on his shoulder in front of a horizon of possibilities, goals and unable to choose a certain preferred to sit and wait for the wind carried him away to the sea. There's never anything for sure in the end, I had understood even then that ... The difference however was that in that sadness, because let's face it, too, that is small when the pain gets worse, I did not trust people, I had no friends, they are not wanted. I wanted to understand first of all who I was, I wanted to be my friend before involving another person in my life ... Years later I can not say that it has developed a friendly relationship with myself but at least I managed to reach a compromise based on sincerity. I know my limits and I know perfectly well that when something hurts me, but really so bad, I can not talk about it. Precisely for this reason I finish writing this post. Time to time.
aimless traveler

Saturday, October 3, 2009

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First week of college and I realize I've wasted too much time running over the shoulders of a shadow bigger than I am just starting to walk with my legs. It 'been a busy week of emotions experienced less anxiety and more sincere mourning for what was happening to me. I banged my head against my mistakes but it was necessary. He was so right because without the last big mistake would not be able to finally bring down that wall of formality and respectability that I had built to protect me from around the world. And after spending several months trying to rebuild the shield so reassuring, in the end I looked around for the first time without masks and I understand ....

I learned that people often confuse the arrogance of calling her strength and character. I learned that if you whisper something is easier than the person in front of you to listen to you. That humility is not in self but in the awareness of its limitations. What is better to say a word unless in a più.Ho fully understood that there is often nothing to understand, but we simply know how to listen ....


(photo: Vogue man Bruce Weber)

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Perfect Speech (your perfect revcould)

Here's a tip for quick quick review of clouds perfect.
generally understood to be quick, to draw them freehand clouds of our review ... and then, or have a steady hand and firm or the result in general and 'scribble that gives a nice touch "childish" or "artistic" if you prefer our professionalissimo project.

As usual, skilled designers unfamiliar to read the help command, it falls on the eye of one of the many options available to us and it's' done. Typing the command

fumettorev ( revcloud ) from the options you will find:
[Arc length / Object / Style]
What interests us and 'Subject .

To get our perfect bubble will be enough 'draw any polyline, rectangle, circle, anything you like and then with the option to convert the subject cloud in the review.

If you like the idea you can also reverse the concave / convex cloud of the review and the game is' done, then trusting the professionalism 'of those who will go' to read our design ...

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

How Much To Hire Pinky



this morning with his eyes still closed and his mind clouded by a terrible nightmare, started the change. Change for all those reasons that I had already explained in previous post. We say that the last poem I published scared me a bit. That evening, alone at home, I decided to write a nice post on the habits of the Milanese. Listening to "The Foule " Edith Piaff I was thinking about how to start .. all of a sudden my hands start to write the first word, then another, then another, and within two minutes I found myself to read a poem sad and pathetic (and I mean pathetic full of pathos), which at that time could not be written by me. And it could be because first of all it was not in the programs and then because this time the love is really the last thing that takes me ... I needed something stronger after this surprise. And so I started to mess with something symbolic: a wall of the house. I looked at the white wall since I moved into the new house. She stared at me smugly, so anonymous. And then a few days ago I, my face and my idiot roommate Ale Castorama we went to search for a new color. And to the question of the order from the tail up, "Red, orange, green, blue ... what color do you prefer?" without delay a moment "Miss .. please give me the dark colors."
And while the clerk handed me the champion with shades of dark gray I smiled. And the more I smiled as she looked at me like a psychopath. "Miss we have decided this." The color was very dark, very beautiful. After returning home, armed with roller I painted, with a bit of sadism not deny it, the unbearable white wall.

My "ciel dans une chambre" I can finally see it every day.
will not be blue like normal but it is dark.
's black because the blue will not feel totally mine.
' s black because the black encloses all colors ....
I like to look at it and imagine it as the backdrop of a theater ....

Saturday, September 19, 2009

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I eat of your silence. When the sun rises ray bigger than us, the clouds I can see your smile, sweet love I miss, I do not breathe, choking my soul between the red silk sheets.
I eat your breath. And while I do not speak, I listen to the infinite from your parted lips, mouth of strawberry, is exhibition and does not move.
I eat of your joy, sweet love, that make your eyes shine and make you happy.
I eat of your essence, pure love, that has nothing to do with your appearance.
I eat your illusion, doomed love ... and while I wait, your shadow is increasingly blurred ...

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Make My Nails Grow Faster



I lost in the rain of a gray day in Milan. I feel a drop down inside my jacket and a shiver of pleasure through my body. From the neck down slowly stroking up his back. My hair is wet, I feel cold, moist air brings me to a state of total confusion. I do not know who I am. I close my eyes and the wind drags me into the vortex of memories. Suddenly I'm back baby. Buenos Aires smoke fades to give way to a wonderful smell of wet earth. I have a blue cape and with his tongue tasting the rain, completely muddy I enjoy jumping in a puddle. In the distance I hear the voice of my grandfather calling me: "Go home you take my nico fever." I look up and he is there I smile and open arms waiting for me to let me know that he loves me. I run towards him, hug him happy. His arms are big, his red cardigan smells Pino Silvestre, the perfume that his grandmother gave him for her birthday, to hold me tight and if I let myself pampered. From the kitchen comes to life and spreads in the hallway, the dining room, right outside on the veranda of a delicious aroma of fresh tomato sauce. The grandmother is in the kitchen. "Antoinette run, run! I caught a mouse! "Cries Grandfather still smiling. Embraced his grandfather, I see a tiny hand with red nail polish I stroked her hair and a friendly face that reassures me and makes me feel protected. "Mario, but you saw what a beautiful little mouse?" Whispers Grandmother Grandfather's right ear with a wink as a sign of complicity. "It Antoinette, is our mouse," said the grandfather laughing taste .... Let's start myself and my grandmother to laugh and feel safe in their arms to be lucky ....

Suddenly I hear you calling: "There are 50 €, thanks." I open my eyes, the order of Zara looks at me strangely. I give her the money and smile ... .. I take disillusioned with air bag and head for the exit. ... Still raining outside.

Monday, September 14, 2009

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Among the many lessons of MATRA , one seems particularly suitable for this situation: "Always call things by their name." I can not write anymore and not because I suddenly forgot all the rules of grammar but simply because each post is constantly misunderstood by people who have next. They are, alas, forced to not being able to speak clearly for fear of hurting someone. But you know what? I started writing here to give vent to those feelings, those emotions in everyday life often hide behind a smile. My blog has become a lively backyard where my dear readers seeking confirmation and response to their insecurity. NO, there are no answers, do not write for any of you.
And then we start to speak clearly. I would like to say that A must accept it, that life goes on and I'll be there forever. AG must stop being paranoid and start living. AV Must out of the alley without light. AD and the other villagers to get their dicks. To my neighbors who mention a "Hello" does not change your life but it certainly would help them to socialize. The owner of the house to be less barrels and make a copy of the keys to the gate. To my mother to stop "control" over the blog and take a radiograph to all my FB friends. To my grandparents would like to explain that the Internet is not limited to the 60 videos on Youtube, but there is also XTube. As for me, more than a piece of advice I should start to act, maybe cut their hands so avoid writing nonsense.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Play And Save Pokemon Red Online



My soul is black. It 's a fact. I live in extreme forms, emotions, thoughts incoherent, conflicting. My soul can not be white than black because it never was. Why white is pure, manages to illuminate the lives of people who love him. I, however, brings nothing but pain and suffering to those who are next. Drag me with a black halo of lucidity that scares me and makes me white, pure, true. I feel constantly torn between that convey a positive image and a dark reflection that does not allow me to love, love to the end ...

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

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I wish I could believe that this night flights between light sweet memories and hopes ... I get lost in a void. I listen to my beats. It 's always the same time in recent months has gone fast, flowing slowly and almost motionless tonight I feel I do not keep more than one part. I go away for a moment from my bed, I feel cold. The longed for another cigarette makes me feel alive. I would not be here.

Saturday, September 5, 2009

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The last Saturday in Sicily and I have preferred to stay home ... I moved the rocking chair in the garden and I heard some music on a starry night ... This I feel mine, only mine. I thought about my life, I'm looking for the meaning, the meaning of the word "ambition" that I found to be entirely subjective. I'm trying to purge my soul from pre-concepts and expectations that while it never was my it has become. I decided that when you set foot in Milan will begin a new chapter, more sincere and less cynical times ... A dream to wake up and be someone else. I can not feel pain, I no longer feel the weight of the past, a strong sirocco wind around me and I do not feel that fire burning that pervades my thoughts and makes me nervous, impatient ... continually look for a sign, the sign which make me finally free from the consciousness of not having built nothing but thoughts beautiful and fragile as crystal glasses ... I repeat that I still have your whole life ahead but I can not understand why I have the constant feeling of "not living". What am I waiting for? My entire adolescence was a constant journey which led me to meet myself just now for the first time .... thought I was different.
aimless traveler

Monday, August 31, 2009

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Another night is gone ... It's 5:10 in the morning and I've just finished working. The silence around me, a lit candle next to the laptop home with me and my tiredness is confused in the smoke of a cigarette that I can not enjoy. From my window I see the church just lit the sky is getting clearer and I feel strangely lucky .... I wonder how many we see the same sky? Now that the city sleeps, the people I love most in the world lie, that everything seems have been transported to another dimension ... one week is not gonna work and I know that I will miss this feeling of freedom ...
aimless traveler

Saturday, August 29, 2009

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I hate people telling me I love you ... I prefer those who are silent but can not prove it. In this small town in the south live on my skin the hypocrisy of a hug, a greeting given strictly with two kisses on the cheek and whispered phrases sickly. Ok dear countrymen, I love you too but I still do not understand: "DOVEMINKIASIETESTATITTUTTOL'ANNOEMERITETESTEDICAZZO ?"...
And so I wondered if the first and basically I believe in illusions the spontaneity of the people who claimed to love me now ... after a year of silence, ringing not returned, more or less explicit requests for help ignored ... I see on the street and suddenly became "TESSSOROMIO MISSEIMANCATO! " but you know what? MAVEDIDIANDARTENEAFFANCULO!. Now I understand why you call me "GGGIOIAMIA" ... not because I want really good but why do not you remember my name .. Let me go back to my gray northern city ... I beg you!
;)

aimless traveler

Thursday, August 27, 2009

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Tonight I will not write ... I will not! Because if you want to write means
communicate something ... now I have nothing to communicate. Tonight
not write because it's trivial, it is granted, because I do it every night ... Tonight
not write because I have great hopes that make me happy when I'm good and bad writing.
No, do not write because I want to read a good book.
not write because all write now. Why PIMPA
also is publishing a book.
Tonight I will not write because I want to wake up early tomorrow.
I do not write because I want to talk with someone answer me right away.
No, do not write because I have to convince myself that I can help it ...
Traveler aimlessly

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

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My first memory is linked to my mother ... I must have been 4 years, I remember my wonderful mother when I went to sleep was to roll up their blankets and with its deep blue eyes looked at me with love, with delicate gestures stroked my face and hair and the smell of orange blossoms I entered into the heart. I felt protected, anything could happen at night when she was there with me, so elegant in demeanor was my princess, her golden hair fell soft on the face white and his eyes could see the abyss of his thoughts always deep and never trivial. A strong woman when my mom was holding the reins of the family and a smile was never "due" but "won ".... infinitely fragile my mom when someone is disappointed .... I owe everything to her. He taught me the value of silence, of listening, respect for themselves. The sacredness of writing was his teaching ... I always said when you write you can not lie. And I think I started writing for this. Because when I write and I find myself re-reading that child has in purity, spontaneity and naivety that I can not bring out in my relationships with others. It 's like all day I am posting on my own and then ritrovarem, still intact, the deep sense of my true I, at the same time fragile and strong. Just like my mom. ..
aimless traveler

Saturday, June 13, 2009

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Autocad LT 2008 tips - Thinning effects visual, to improve the grip of the snap.

work, I noticed that despite a very powerful pc and kept in good working order (I always do the defrag it? No? Then go download it now and let it run at least once a week: JKDefrag ) some visualizations of AutoCAD, especially tables with very complex and rich in elements of heavy and very slow work.
I refer in particular to the effects of selection objects, their thickening and hatch when you hover over (not that I say hell with many xrefs loaded) and to the bounding boxes, very nice to see but very unnecessary.
To relieve some 'graphics (essential and' nice) you can go to the menu 'Select: Tools -> Options -> Selection
Here, I take it off directly in you both to check " Preview selection "



visual effects and settings, remove the check from" Indicates selected area "

However, if you're in the mood to use some 'of these beautiful colored lights, I recommend you use either stretch or thicken and not both and not left out of the selection (you can find it by pressing the setup button) tables, xrefs and locked objects.

Ok, we done this already 'well underway. When selecting your design will flash a little 'less with a lot of thanks for your video card.

Stay on topic selection, and other small straight 'to set to a "decent" Opening the variable that indicates the pixel size (1 to 50) of the viewfinder snap: the higher' its value and unless you get close with the center to snap the cursor to a select it, so it will be 'more' easy its selection.
This implies that in a richly detailed design will be 'easy to miss the selection!
So, unless you work with a dynamic input (I do not recommend it) and choose the desired snap with the tab (rather cumbersome), I think to speed up what you should set the aperture between 5 and 10 pixels (10 is the default value).
You can see the effect of setting this value to a variable APBOX.
So put APBOX = 1
select a command and any copies or moves the cursor will remain 'the pixel size as specified in OPEN
At this point there that the value is set to the size that most 'will remain comfortable for volstro working style. As I said before, I think the most 'fast remains to decrease the value to 5 or 10 pixels and zoom to work for the snap hook you want.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

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Design Review 2010

E 'out the 2010 version of Design Review Autodesk Design Review
used to view, print, create revisions, record and track changes to projects, maps, and 2D and 3D models without the software original design. It supports the DWF format
and DWFx

This is the link to download the software:

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DWG True View 2010

E 'out the 2010 version of the free program Autodesk.Con True View of DWG TrueView, you can view print, and publish DWG and DWF.
Also you can convert any AutoCAD DWG drawing file keeping backward compatibility with previous versions.

Here the links where to download the software:

DWG True View
DWG True View 2010 32bit
DWG True View 2010 64bit

Saturday, May 30, 2009

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Autocad LT 2008 tips - ALIAS command.

Hello,
start this series of posts about AutoCAD LT unpretentious and willing to share with you what I learned about this program.

You may wonder why this yet another blog emblazoned on both AutoCAD and the answer 'simple: because the network only explanations are often based on the use of controls and lack of all those tricks and those tricks that make the realization of a design much faster.

After all this is to adapt the way you work the endless possibilities that the software makes available to us. For this reason, if you are a beginner and do not know what a polyline, a layer or dynamic blocks, never mind these posts and start with something simpler:
professionearchitetto.it



And I draw inspiration from the above site to start with the graphics primitives.
As I said, in general the rule applies "unless more time-saving operations do ="
What will happen to many, I started using AutoCAD versions still pushing and pushing you to work with icons to invoke commands over time I realized that this thing takes a long time since you have to continually move the cursor from the work area to the command bar and vice versa, then it happens very often have to specify the keyboard however the parameters for the command that we using, you might as well at that point richamare command directly from the keyboard and work completely from the command line.

Well, the transition from mode 'icons to the command line and' an effort that is repaid over time and especially with so much exercise. The way I see it, AutoCAD is used with "two hands" on a keyboard and mouse on the other.

brings us to the first point to save time, the famous ALIAS command.
When the first few times I tried to change my style of work, the graphic method to the command line, I tried to use the command name in full, for example, if you draw a line or a polyline, the command in full and '"line" or "POLYLINE" ... well, the time you typed all those words I would first try to andarmi the cursor to the icon and so on.

Where, then, can gain time? Going to customize the command table ALIAS

Aliases are defined in the file in the folder SUPPORT acadlt.pgp and recall the menu Tools -> Customize -> Edit Program Parameters (acadlt.pgp)

My advice is' to select alias command:
- are as short as possible, a maximum
two letters - the letters are representative of the command choices (easy to remember)
- when using two letters should be close on the keyboard so you can type without loss
time

Here's my personal approach with the main controls on the alias:


CA = C = CLEAR COPY MIRROR

SE = SR = F = OFFSET

SERIES MOVES
R = S = SS = SCALE WHEEL

STI IRON
TA = = = EXTEND SIZE
ES
BREAK SZ = ( applies both to break at a point to remove a portion of the line)

CM = U = JOIN THE TOP CONNECTOR

RA = E = L = LINE EXPLODE


_XLINE
PL = X = = POLYGON POLYLINE
POL
RT RECTANGLE CIRCLE
= CE = =
AR ARCO
RV _REVCLOUD
SPL = = = SPLINE
EL ELLISSE

PO = B = BLOCK
POINT = RE-REG HATCH

TB REGION = = = TABLE
MM MTEXT

These are some basic commands that you find in the icon bar and I think it goes without saying that I own only the commands that I use most frequently.
After the initial effort of having to memorize the position of the keys to the rapid execution of the design it should really do a lot.