Meet Mini-Miles

I have finished my fourth commission piece and handed it to the client on Saturday. This is not, unfortunately, the fourth member of the tabletop game that I have done all of my other pieces for. I'm still trying to get -that- job. This job was simply for flavour, as it is a representation of a larp character.

Anyhoo, I was presented with the old Warhammer Quest witch hunter model by a friend. Let's call him Nick, for that is his name. He had already painted it, but it was during his "Terracotta Phase". I particularly liked his pink bandoliers. However, painting the shirt and trousers pink as well just made him look a bit...well, a bit camp.

So, I looked back over various posts on the Warhammer forum (and the blog of the Mighty Mighty Willard Foxton) and bought myself a bottle of Flash All-Purpose to strip the paint. I left him soaking for about three days and then attacked the model with an old toothbrush (which fell apart under the strain) and a cocktail stick. The paint just flaked off in a very satisfying way, leaving the model looking shiny and new.

Naturally, he was not equipped right. For one thing, I hated the curved scimitar-esque sword, and for another, Miles (for that is the characters name) doesn't have a pistol. I had to change that out for a cross bow. I think you will agree that the model looks a lot better...

And then I was able to start painting him. Obviously once the paint stripping was done and before the conversion was started, mini-Miles was washed very -very- well. I didn't want the paint to start dissolving off him as I painted, after all! And so, I present: Miles Brauer, Witch Hunter in training of Steinhof, east Ostland!

Pimping my husband

Andrew's next army project:-

Yes, that's right people. He's revisiting the good ol' Scythes of the Emperor. Only this time, they are better/faster/stronger and a hell of a lot more battle damaged :)

Tari

I've now finished the third model of the gaming group that I'm doing the commissions for. I would like the point the casual observer towards the bottom of his robe. I am very pleased with this, especially as it was Hubby who had to sweat and swear at it instead of me :-). The model is the Elf Mage from Mordheim. He's either under the Hired Swords or Mercenaries scetion, I can't remember which.

Not for me, but for the Beloved

Hey

I'm crap at updating this thing. As I said in my first post, most of the day to day detritus of my life tends to go on my livejournal.

But I thought that as it was getting near to the 40K Grand Tournament Final I would post a link to Andrew's Sisters of Battle blog which he has been doing on the Warhammer forum so that other people can go "ooooooo" and make both him and me feel better. Him because he is working his butt off painting the damn things, and me because I sit in the painting room with him and keep him company. Or supplied with tea. Usually both.

Aaaaanyhoo, the link: http://warhammer.org.uk/phpBB/viewtopic.php?f=4&t=48416

Enjoy!

Quoth the Raven

Nevermore! Well, this little lass is called Lenore... A piece I did for a friend for the same tabletop game as the priest in the previous post. She also gave me a load of extra Reaper minis to paint as I see fit at some point. And she doesn't want them back... As she put it, "it's one less tiny thing for my son to stick up his nose".

Drumroll please

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.