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I have finished my first commission piece! I handed to the customer yesterday, and although the light was crappy, he was very pleased with it. I believe the phrase used was "wow - that's better than I could have imagined". The stupid thing is I varnished it yesterday morning and I thought to myself "hmmm. I could have done that better..." *headdesk*

Anyhoo, pictures!

Blogs are like chocolate bars - I can have two going at the same time...

A second blog! I could almost be accused of being a touch self-indulgent. Basically, my other blog (http://tigerpixie.livejournal.com/) is for my day-to-day stuff, and this one will be for my modelling, painting and concersion, as well as the occasional cross-post, because I am lazy and don't like typing the same thing twice.

I am a very rare and exotic creature. Not only did I not run screaming when my boyfriend said that he did table-top roleplay, I asked to join. Even when he showed me his White Scar Space Marines, I said that I had always fancied playing Tyranids. Yes, he is that lucky, which is why I guess he decided that he would marry me in case I suddenly realised that maybe my bank balance would be healthier without him.

The problem is that I'm starting to get worse. I larp. I make costumes for fantasy creatures which I shall very shortly wear in public, and I have far too many painting projects on the go. I have a backlog of fifty models which I have sworn I will get done by the end of the year. That is my only resolution. Only I keep finding new and exciting models all the time, and the older stuff gets pushed back further and further until they are gathering dust... And now I just feel bad for them.

Oh yes, and I tend to give inanimate objects personalities and feelings, and then feel bad about leaving the last few chips on my plate (they want to join their friends in my stomach and I will make myself bloated and sick for their wishes). I am, as the blog proudly states, a strange little bunny.