well, i’ve managed to do more from home today than i would have in the office, and we got to take some photo’s of my mangled finger as well.

how fantastic is that?

we were changing the dressing, and felt obliged.

can’t sleep
too warm

uploaded a picture of the skeleton mount i mentioned earlier.

click on this thumbnail for a larger image.

please excuse the lack of capital letters. i’ve sliced open the little finger of my right hand, and can’t really use that hand atm.

so i’m typing left handed.

these two photos show the dressed wound (we’ve taped two fingers together to stop movement opening the wound).

it’s worse than it looks in the pictures 🙁

ah well, last time i wash that cup.

Just messin’ about with NewsMangler, adding some more features to the telnet interface.

Getting very annoyed at folk on usenet who refuse to even accept that there might be some best common practices for formatting and behaviour. Some folk just have no respect or any sense of community.

Them flippin’ mounted Wights

So, here I am still painting ’em! The undercoating was a failure (didn’t cover enough area), so I’m having to essentially paint them black, and then put the colouring on. The mounts are sorted (except for the leader’s horse).

The wights themselves are getting there. Exposed bone done, just starting on the material (scab red) and then it’s a case of touching up the black armour and dry brushing silver.

I swore I’d finish them today, but it’s taking ages to put the scab red colouring on them, and then it needs a black wash, and then drybrushing, long before I get to doing the armour, so I’m not sure now.

We need a bigger house.

Does anyone want to buy a house in Stockon on Tees? £33,950, 3 bedrooms, mid-terrace. Let me know if you do.

She’s back :)))))))

The skeleton mounts for the Wights are coming along ok. Black undercoat, bleached bone liberal dry-brush, wash with a flesh ink, and then another bleached bone drybrush (less liberal).

Seems to get the desired effect. Now I need to work out the details, teeth, eyes, hooves, etc.

Grete is still at Karen’s, working on the dress for the banquet tomorrow night. I miss her.

Weird isn’t it, some people enjoy doing something, without a care in the world for how good they are at it, able to look at the efforts of others and think “nice” without ever wondering if they compare.

Others look at the work of people in their hobby and think, “wow, I’ll strive to be that good”.

Yet more look at high quality work and think, “uho, I may as well give up, I’m never going to be that good”.

I wonder about painting miniatures, I wonder about which category I fit into. I think mostly the first, I enjoy it, and the efforts of others isn’t going to stop me, but I look at some of the stuff other painters achieved and I wonder why I bother, because I’ll never be that good. I know it’s a combination of talent and the amount of time they have to put into a piece. I guess you never know if you have the talent unless you spend the time putting in the effort.

I’ve certainly improved since I started, and I know that if I paint for a few weeks, I’m better at the end than I was at the start, and then a long break sets me back again. I should do an hour or so every day I guess, to keep my skills current. I want to, I just can’t seem to motivate myself, instead I stare at this thing wondering who will communicate with me next.

Ah well.