A blog for The Urutsk Cycle and Related Subjects,
including the URUTSK: World of Mystery RPG.
Shipwrecked survivors of a galaxy-spanning empire (ruined when the core exploded) settle upon a wetlands world occupied by humans and other species. They then poke through ruins of their Ancient ancestors as they strive to regain space and then, starflight.
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Wednesday, February 21, 2024
[Art][Sci-Fi][STARWARD!]
[Life]
I blew out my G-string, and don't have any tools and strings; I think I have left those at my sister's place, so no replacement until I can make the time to get it serviced.
I forged ahead, and although certain pieces don't sound the same, a few of my Free EGBs sounded really boss and I may not rush the g-string's replacement. It ahs -- oh, I can't tell you about that one, sorry, Love. Anyway, Imagine those other posts and poetic form where I was primarily in the high strings being played without the G. It forced much more spontaneity in my playing, and it felt great -- I'm kinda soaring right now.
Writing is spotty, but the music is waxing, and art is going well, too. I just purchased a newer version of a digital paining programme I had been using on and off from version one. I was finding some or the traditional tools I'd been using in my other software too limiting, so I took the plunge and invested in one of my old favourites: the natural media brushes alone are amazing.
Alright, I'll catch you later,