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Undulation by mbaldelli
Undulation

Mandelbulb 3D, Un-Retouched 

And with a little box, I've added a whole lot of Amazing Wave and this is the result.  Welcome to a lot of warping and some weirder shading.  I thought about adding a little bit more shadow, but doing that would make the depths too dark. 

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A (not so) Couch Potato Review of Maleficent (2014)
 
    Truth be told, I find myself moderately leery of Hollywood's -- hell the entertainment industry's --  attraction to retellings.  On the one side; I readily admit that I'm not a fan of twisting the black and white I've come to accept of heroes and villains.  Call me old-fashioned, but a villain is a villain in a story for a reason.  Just as a hero is the hero.  A moral and a lesson to be learned of story in its telling and perhaps retelling.  And remembering the original Sleeping Beauty and how the wicked step-mother was truly evil, I came into this story trying to calm my anal-retentiveness anticipating full well that this was one of those "the villain's not so bad really" sort of retellings that would probably leave me disgusted in much the same way as watching the reimagining of Hercules (with the chalk licking Kellan Lutz) or I, Frankenstein the moment my brains were turned back on.
    I found myself sufficiently wrong and perhaps even entertained with the 97 minute story.  It's redemption from my outpouring of  vitriol came during one scene where Maleficent (played by Angelina Jolie) attempted to revoke the curse bestowed upon Aurora (played by Elle Fanning) while she was sleeping the first time.  As a fan of human interests and the qualities of humanity ranging from evil selfishness, and hurt through to good, selflessness and healing.  Since my time of watching Babylon 5 I know that regardless of the cast of characters being aliens, faeries humans and even robots and artificial life forms stories are to be told about the best and worse of the human condition.  That no one person (or being) can be truly and whole benevolent or malevolent.  That through time, like a pendulum, the character can swing from one side of the fulcrum to the other.  And most importantly regardless of the character, the struggles between the devils and angels of their own consciousness are what truly matter.  Especially with the main character(s) of the story as it's their story that we're watching.  Hands down this story had those necessary elements…  Elements that I can relate to:  innocence, infatuation, attraction, betrayal, anger, viciousness, love (though not in the way one typically expects in movies), caring, redemption and healing.  
    However, this story wasn't without faults and failings.  Some amusingly so, others pretty two-dimensional leaving me flat.  The first was that Stefan (played by Sharlto Copley) was two-dimensional in his villainy with this retelling.  It was hard to really get to understand his motivations as he came off on the wrong side of selfishness and status climbing.  Further, his drive -- more like tobogganing down an icy hill --  into madness was also trite and formula. The trio of fairies that were charged with watching Aurora -- Flittle, Knotgrass and Thistlewit (played by Lesley Manville, Imelda Staunton and Juno Temple respectively) -- were supposed to be comic relief, weren't remotely funny even in a 3 Stooges sort of way.  Amusingly Prince Philip (played by Brenton Thwaites) was more marginalized and even unimportant to the ongoing story.  In fact, seeing Thwaites at the end of the film, I couldn't help but think, "you're supposed to be a big name with teens aren't you?  Pity I haven't a clue who you are…"  
    Props go to the costume and CGI departments that did remarkably well keeping the original elements of the story true to form:  Maleficent's horns for her headdress, the dragon that showed up toward the end (even if who it was, wasn't exactly expected), the costumes worn by Jolie through the course of the film, even the eyes of Maleficent herself.  While I recall them being more catlike in the original animation; the translation of them to this film enhanced the other worldliness of the character herself.  It was enough for me to forgive the change from Sorceress to Faerie within the film.  
 
Bottom Line:  If you're a man that came to this movie because of the epic war scenes shown in the teasers, you're in for a whole lot of disappointment.  This is unequivocally a chick-film from beginning to middle to end; where women are truly selfless and men are ultimately selfish.  Yes, that's a spoiler, as close to a spoiler as I'm willing to give for this story.  But if you're like me and either swap the genders as I retell it in my head or completely ignore them (depending on my mood), you'll find this story entertaining for the facets of human nature that it portrays.  It's one of the handful of such stories I would recommend even if you've previously seen Sleeping Beauty and don't mind the story growing up with a different generation.  
Conflating by mbaldelli
Conflating

Mandelbulb 3D, Un-Retouched

What can I say? A lot of the Mandelbulb users that I watch (on Deviant Art) love their globes, their columns, the feeling they infer as though you're walking through a dark an mysterious cavern. Me? I love my boxes and cubes. Be they flying together in strange patterns (like this one), or set in a still life caught between moments.

The colours that I wanted to play with were difficult, garish, ostentatious... They made the boxes feel shadowless -- or worse -- unnatural. So the second choice of colours were chosen because they worked.

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Entry 10/10/2014 12:31:42 PM - Mentat 757

I have been in a hell of  a foul mood since this morning when I received a call from my mother informing me that the reason why she had been pulled into surgery yesterday morning.  It wasn't about the fact that I hadn't been told that the reason why there was surgery yesterday for the skin grafting that they had performed to thicken up her thin skin around the ankle area.  Seriously that was to be expected.  The thinning skin around her ankle since the accident has been an issue of contention since they put the pins and plate to hold together her ankle some months ago after the accident with the Monster Child.  What set it off this morning was in fact the news of her coming home maybe on Sunday and that for a while afterwards, she's going to be laid up and have to keep off her foot and have it elevated while she's healing.  What set me off is the fact that this is going to put me in a difficult position with her husband.  Now this is why...  Three weeks ago this Sunday there was an incident between he and I.

 


 

It started with going over my mother's for dinner.

I went a little bit earlier than usual, partially because I know how my mother has been since breaking her ankle and she usually ran dinner a bit earlier because of it.  So when I was over there, while my mother was finishing her cooking (boiling potatoes for mashed potatoes), I watched a few of the subscription videos in advanced.  By the time we sat down I was sort of confused about Twitter and the fact that my ADD was acting up (thanks largely to the various aches and pains in the back of my head and sinuses as well as the cramps from whatever I ate two or three days ago).  So I was trying to do a quick scan of the messages and why I received a notification and who it was from…  And was about to give up the search as dinner was about to be served, when my mother's husband starts asking how big a piece of pork.

It's the same question week to week to week…  How big do you want?  And unless I'm ill, ate really big for lunch or queasy, I have settled for the same amount and the same size of any cut of meat -- be it meatloaf, pork, beef roast -- it's bigger than my mother's but smaller than his.  So I just said, "use your best judgment..  You know how big I usually have…"

He asked again, I said the same thing…

Then he gave me a sliver of a slice from the end of the roast as I was putting the phone to the side.   He had a smug look on his face like, 'this is what you get for not answering the question I asked.'

I looked at him, then my mother and instead of allowing myself to be ruffled by it because he had the scowl going when I didn't react the way he wanted, and said something about being an asshole and having my nose in my phone.  So with a little drama and putting my hands in the air said I was going home and would be by the next day.

I remember hearing noise about it, and the next thing I know the serving fork and then the carving knife came at me.  They both hit the chair at the table and fortunately for me: they both missed.

He followed me to the door, and while I'm now hazy as to what happened at that point, remember saying I didn't want to hit him, but he hit me.  At the back door he hit me…

He hit like a girl.  Or rather not like someone with so many years of military experience in the Marines.  But that didn't mean I was just going to stand there and take it either.  So, I struck back.  It was damned sloppy though...  I was in sandals and couldn't get a good stand or counter, but at least self-defensive.  I pushed him to the garbage bin, with a light choke hold and as there was another sloppy scuffle where he was holding me by the collar for a long time, but after my mother intervention and my warning him that I was left-handed and that hand was free to strike, he let me go and I left the house.

 


 

In hindsight, my attitude in this -- with or without ADD -- was bound to happen.  If I'm asked the same thing over and over for course of at least two years and my patterns are clearly defined, I get tired of answering the same question or saying the same thing ad nausea.  In the past I would have really had an explosive moment because such painstaking banality used to drive me to utter distraction.  After all how many times can you ask, "how big a piece do you want?" and not catch a pattern to it without the normal cues (to the exception)?  Now, I simply ignore it or brush it off.

I told my mother the next day I would give him a week's time to apologize for his act of violence.  I went on to tell her that if he simply screamed at me, I probably would've apologized for me actions; but the instant he hit me and threw things at me -- he wouldn't get any respect from me until that action was apologized for.  My mother told me that it would be a cold day (in hell) before he would ever apologize for what he did.  That convinced me right then and there and confirmed it at a week's time when he didn't seek me out to apologize for this act of violence he was a bully (at best) or an abuser (at worst).

Since then, my mother has done her best to keep the two of us apart.  She's pretty much told me that dinners with her and her husband are a thing of the past.  When it came to laundry up until this week she and I would be going instead of putting me in the car with him (and doing it alone at the laundromat).

She's told me that the reason why she's holding off is that she wants it to be at the "right time".  She's told me that she's afraid that he might hit her if I confronts him.  She has put me in the right difficult position of trying to make me promise I won't confront him while she's currently in the hospital.  While I didn't actually promise, I did say that I would do my best not to confront him during this time.

The problem with me is that this has gone on for too long.  I'm not about to let go of it.  It's built up rancour and more anger than what I've dealt with dealing with the two ex-douche nozzles I used to deal with in Olneyville.  I've been in one too many abusive relationships and I refuse to sit idly by while a bully thinks he can get away with hitting me Scot-free without repercussion or apology.  And it's only a matter of time before our paths cross, and it's not going to be pretty;  particularly when I happened to have perused his coupon for Cialis...  Yeah, excuse me...  you have anger and violence issues, the last thing anyone would be worrying about is whether or not they can keep their penis erect...  But that's just me, right?

Anyway, that's what's really set me off...  Because between my mother might be coming home Sunday (and having to watch the dog), coupled with my pussy-footing around my mother's husband, coupled with the difficulties that will crop up next week with the laundry and everything else...  I just think it would be easier for everyone (or perhaps needs to come to a head) by confronting it, instead of ignoring it like the Pink Elephant in the room.

Well, I'm going to wander for the time being.  Mail to check, dog to walk, and listening to something that should sooth the savage nerves.  Until the next time.

  • Mood: Outraged
  • Listening to: Something Random on my iPod
  • Reading: Mort by Terry Pratchett
  • Eating: Cookies
  • Drinking: Water
Brain Frames by mbaldelli
Brain Frames
Mandelbulb 3D, Un-Retouched
 
This was just one of those morning that I said to myself, "let's see how fast I can be being creative *and* get this distributed...  20 minutes from start to finish...  And it wasn't even a speed creation.  It's certainly better than then soapbox I'm intended to getting up on later on...   

Song stuck in my head at the time of I opened the program:  Brainbug - Rain (Johnny Vicious Remix) www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sbREj…
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1. I drink rarely. Once a year at best.
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3. Those are the glasses that got destroyed in Entry 608.
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Entry 10/10/2014 12:31:42 PM - Mentat 757

I have been in a hell of  a foul mood since this morning when I received a call from my mother informing me that the reason why she had been pulled into surgery yesterday morning.  It wasn't about the fact that I hadn't been told that the reason why there was surgery yesterday for the skin grafting that they had performed to thicken up her thin skin around the ankle area.  Seriously that was to be expected.  The thinning skin around her ankle since the accident has been an issue of contention since they put the pins and plate to hold together her ankle some months ago after the accident with the Monster Child.  What set it off this morning was in fact the news of her coming home maybe on Sunday and that for a while afterwards, she's going to be laid up and have to keep off her foot and have it elevated while she's healing.  What set me off is the fact that this is going to put me in a difficult position with her husband.  Now this is why...  Three weeks ago this Sunday there was an incident between he and I.

 


 

It started with going over my mother's for dinner.

I went a little bit earlier than usual, partially because I know how my mother has been since breaking her ankle and she usually ran dinner a bit earlier because of it.  So when I was over there, while my mother was finishing her cooking (boiling potatoes for mashed potatoes), I watched a few of the subscription videos in advanced.  By the time we sat down I was sort of confused about Twitter and the fact that my ADD was acting up (thanks largely to the various aches and pains in the back of my head and sinuses as well as the cramps from whatever I ate two or three days ago).  So I was trying to do a quick scan of the messages and why I received a notification and who it was from…  And was about to give up the search as dinner was about to be served, when my mother's husband starts asking how big a piece of pork.

It's the same question week to week to week…  How big do you want?  And unless I'm ill, ate really big for lunch or queasy, I have settled for the same amount and the same size of any cut of meat -- be it meatloaf, pork, beef roast -- it's bigger than my mother's but smaller than his.  So I just said, "use your best judgment..  You know how big I usually have…"

He asked again, I said the same thing…

Then he gave me a sliver of a slice from the end of the roast as I was putting the phone to the side.   He had a smug look on his face like, 'this is what you get for not answering the question I asked.'

I looked at him, then my mother and instead of allowing myself to be ruffled by it because he had the scowl going when I didn't react the way he wanted, and said something about being an asshole and having my nose in my phone.  So with a little drama and putting my hands in the air said I was going home and would be by the next day.

I remember hearing noise about it, and the next thing I know the serving fork and then the carving knife came at me.  They both hit the chair at the table and fortunately for me: they both missed.

He followed me to the door, and while I'm now hazy as to what happened at that point, remember saying I didn't want to hit him, but he hit me.  At the back door he hit me…

He hit like a girl.  Or rather not like someone with so many years of military experience in the Marines.  But that didn't mean I was just going to stand there and take it either.  So, I struck back.  It was damned sloppy though...  I was in sandals and couldn't get a good stand or counter, but at least self-defensive.  I pushed him to the garbage bin, with a light choke hold and as there was another sloppy scuffle where he was holding me by the collar for a long time, but after my mother intervention and my warning him that I was left-handed and that hand was free to strike, he let me go and I left the house.

 


 

In hindsight, my attitude in this -- with or without ADD -- was bound to happen.  If I'm asked the same thing over and over for course of at least two years and my patterns are clearly defined, I get tired of answering the same question or saying the same thing ad nausea.  In the past I would have really had an explosive moment because such painstaking banality used to drive me to utter distraction.  After all how many times can you ask, "how big a piece do you want?" and not catch a pattern to it without the normal cues (to the exception)?  Now, I simply ignore it or brush it off.

I told my mother the next day I would give him a week's time to apologize for his act of violence.  I went on to tell her that if he simply screamed at me, I probably would've apologized for me actions; but the instant he hit me and threw things at me -- he wouldn't get any respect from me until that action was apologized for.  My mother told me that it would be a cold day (in hell) before he would ever apologize for what he did.  That convinced me right then and there and confirmed it at a week's time when he didn't seek me out to apologize for this act of violence he was a bully (at best) or an abuser (at worst).

Since then, my mother has done her best to keep the two of us apart.  She's pretty much told me that dinners with her and her husband are a thing of the past.  When it came to laundry up until this week she and I would be going instead of putting me in the car with him (and doing it alone at the laundromat).

She's told me that the reason why she's holding off is that she wants it to be at the "right time".  She's told me that she's afraid that he might hit her if I confronts him.  She has put me in the right difficult position of trying to make me promise I won't confront him while she's currently in the hospital.  While I didn't actually promise, I did say that I would do my best not to confront him during this time.

The problem with me is that this has gone on for too long.  I'm not about to let go of it.  It's built up rancour and more anger than what I've dealt with dealing with the two ex-douche nozzles I used to deal with in Olneyville.  I've been in one too many abusive relationships and I refuse to sit idly by while a bully thinks he can get away with hitting me Scot-free without repercussion or apology.  And it's only a matter of time before our paths cross, and it's not going to be pretty;  particularly when I happened to have perused his coupon for Cialis...  Yeah, excuse me...  you have anger and violence issues, the last thing anyone would be worrying about is whether or not they can keep their penis erect...  But that's just me, right?

Anyway, that's what's really set me off...  Because between my mother might be coming home Sunday (and having to watch the dog), coupled with my pussy-footing around my mother's husband, coupled with the difficulties that will crop up next week with the laundry and everything else...  I just think it would be easier for everyone (or perhaps needs to come to a head) by confronting it, instead of ignoring it like the Pink Elephant in the room.

Well, I'm going to wander for the time being.  Mail to check, dog to walk, and listening to something that should sooth the savage nerves.  Until the next time.

  • Mood: Outraged
  • Listening to: Something Random on my iPod
  • Reading: Mort by Terry Pratchett
  • Eating: Cookies
  • Drinking: Water

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Wretched-Bones Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You were 100% correct, I contacted the Acer engineers, who replicated the same problem on a few of their A10 Richland's, both Mobile and Desktop.


They tested the temps physically and they are right where they should be. Most software is falsely recognizing  GPU and CPU as separate chip but listing the temps together on the CPU meter.  

Thanks for your input Michael . :handshake:
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mbaldelli Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2014
you're welcome...  The reason why I caught it as I did was the board temperatures...  the temps are normally taken near enough to the processor (but not so near as to give false positives).  when I saw the board temp as low as I did, I figured the processor was running cooler than reported in the print-screen. 

You know once the Acer tech's report more on how the processors work, you'll be seeing improvements on the programs that are falsely reporting. 

Happy computing.  :w00t:
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Wretched-Bones Featured By Owner Oct 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
:) I hope so it seems AMD is pushing a new line of low to the high-end APU's this year. The APU cell like architecture needs to be recognized in software. 
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mbaldelli Featured By Owner Oct 9, 2014
I'm of the school of "wait and see".  I'm reminded of the Cyrix chip when this sort of thing is going to be pushed.  Good for the start, but can be buried under when you least expect it.  It's not that I'm hopeful, but truthfully Intel is as dirty a player as Steve Jobs was in his day.
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Wretched-Bones Featured By Owner Aug 12, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the favorite Michael. 

I got it pretty cheap it is usually $100+ but I got it for about $58.  
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mbaldelli Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014
:XD:  Keep in mind I'm only :+fav:'ing it because it's coffee...  Not Keurig
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Wretched-Bones Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Some day Keurig WILL RULE THE WORLD Laugh ! 

I had a espresso/ coffee machine from CBTL that took its own kind of pods made in Italy but its being fazed out in favor of the company making K-cups for 
Keurig. It made a nice cup with the creamy froth from high pressure and good temperature.  I will miss it but I am in a rush in the mornings and at least this machine is reliable and I can get my fix with one push of a button while I get ready.

Depending on the brand and roast the coffee isn't that bad. I like the Gevalia 100% Colombian and Green Mountain
Special Reserve Jamaica Blue Mountain coffee myself with 100% Kona being a close third. 

What is your favorite kind of coffee 
Michael?     And for the love of God don't say Maxwell house! 
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mbaldelli Featured By Owner Aug 13, 2014
Gevalia actually...  before they became so commercial.  I usually gravitated towards the dark roasts as they rarely needed sugar and/or milk/creamer they were that smooth and sweet. I used to grind the beans myself.  Since then though, it's a toss-up.  When I have the money I try different sorts at local Coffee Houses or at Whole Foods, depending on the amount of energy I have to walk about the city.  

Maxwell House is just a filler if I can't get anything better..  Remember, I'm a coffee whore.  :D 
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blessed-saen Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2014
thanks for the fav. :)
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