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Bravo tjames! I'm glad my image was so inspiring. I will ad your vignette to my pic. Chuck: I wanted to keep the hole center somewhat bright with the outsides dark--the opposite of most wormhole images I have seen. I was trying to create the impression of an immense surrounding force. I copied a Hubble image of the Orion Nebula and applied the pic to several overlapping, transparent plates with different colors. Then I created an elongated cylinder with black cloud textures. I then stretched the cylinder through the nebula images and moved the camera inside the cylinder.
I was thinking if wormholes for interstellar travel and blackholes no light can escape...well there's the shape of a body at the end of that wormhole from which no life can escape and besides "Brainstorm" is one of my favorite movies,that and "Dreamscape". I especially like the part when D Quaid goes into the dream and you see the vortex going round hearing the screams in the background. "Altered States" after he drinks the stuff and the soup swirls and flares like electric shocks. "Brainstorm" when hes fighting the physical effects to get to the end of the tunnel. I love sci fi.
Yes a wormhole connecting two black holes. My image is the entrance. I had a pick with a solar sail going into it, but I didn't like the way it turned out. I imagine it would be black, but that wouldn't make a very interesting image ;). Brainstorm and Dreamscape were very good. I didn't care for Altered States though.
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