EMAIL: kcalder@ic.edu
NAME : Kyle Calderhead
TOPIC: Dreaming
COPYRIGHT: I SUBMIT TO THE STANDARD RAYTRACING COMPETITION COPYRIGHT

TITLE: Pipe Dreams
WEBPAGE:
COUNTRY: U.S.A.
RENDERER USED: PoV-Ray 3.1
TOOLS USED: MS Paint (conversion to .jpg)
RENDER TIME: 46 minutes
HARDWARE USED: 1.5GHz Pentium 4 (256MB RAM), running Win98

DISCLAIMER:
This is a first entry, and I don't really expect to compete with the heavier hitters.
However, I would really appreciate some _constructive_ criticism about how to improve my
overall technique.

IMAGE DESCRIPTION:
Never having done something like this, I tried to opt for something simple -- no fancy
modelled patches, etc.  I've tinkered with PoV-Ray a little over the past few months, but
this was my first serious "let's learn how it works" project.

So as I was saying, simplicity was key.  Tossing around the idea of "dreaming" for a while, the
phrase "pipe dream" came to mind.  That kind of stuck, seeing as how pipes are nice and geometric,
and the general idea was hopefully different enough that I wouldn't be completed embarrased by
others who did the same thing, only _much_ better.  Once the literal side of the brain kicked
in ("What _would_ a pipe dream about...?"), the rest was just a matter of laying things out.

DESCRIPTION OF HOW THIS IMAGE WAS CREATED:
Nothing particularly fancy -- about the most complicated unit are the elbow joints, which
are composed of a three-unit blob, along with the prisms for the bolts and cylinders for the
ends (and also for clipping purposes).  Everything else is pretty straightforward -- cylinders,
prisms, spheres, polygons, and one cone (for the fountain).  The water in the fountain comes from
several "arches" (inspired by the PoV-Ray example of the same name) which are obtained by the
difference of two paraboloids.

All of the textures are just standard PoV-Ray ones, with a good bit of tinkering thrown in to
find something I liked (or in some cases, that I could at least live with -- particularly the
"rusty pipe" texture, which was okay, but never struck me as quite right, as well as the
not-so-crumbled mortar where the pipes met the walls).