So, um, hi.
I’ve been hobbying again. I was ill for pretty much all of 2019; not interestingly ill, just malfunctioningly ill. I’ll spare you the tedious deets of exactly how my gears started slipping and my cogs went all blunty-toothed, but suffice to say it’s been a relief to get some paint onto plastic again.
A lot of my attention has been on tinkering with finishing my Idoneth Deepkin to a reasonable point so I can finally consider my contributions to the Tale of Four Wordlords finished, after going dark on that for basically a year. I’ve also been messing around with Kharadron Overlord paint schemes, and I’ll have photos of my Barak-Zon Endrinmaster with Dirigible Suit soon. I have no particular love for Barak-Zon’s lore, rules, or paint scheme over any of the others, but after a bunch of attempts, that’s basically where I ended up.
The Endrinmaster is actually finished, but my iPhone pics are hot garbage, so I’m waiting for Ross to come over this weekend and get some better ones with his photo setup.
Here’s a rough and blurry look at him.
He’s a lot better in person, I swear.
Anyway, one of the things I’ve been doing is, well, speeding the hell up. I paint minis about the same speed that I write books, which is to say fucking glacially. For several reasons, that’s no longer a sustainable way of hobbying, largely because it means I never playing anything except with grey plastic, and my mental health is deteriorating the more I look at Col’s and Ross’s finished minis, while I have a string of failed projects to my name.
So the first few months of 2020 are devoted to playing catch-up, then moving on to actual progress. One of the things I wanted to do to counter my Extremely Slow But Very Neat painting style is to try doing something much faster, and much dirtier. You know the style: John Blanche does it to perfection. My friend Alan used to do it with his minis too, before he selfishly died. So I’m giving that a go with, first of all, my House Cawdor gang.
Here’s the first of the Dart Frogs, the remake of my original gang from the late 90s. I’ve gone with a significantly filthier and more realistic palette than the garish (and totally unfinished) red and yellow of my beloved jester-zealots’ previous incarnation.
I am absolutely and completely in love with the new edition of Necromunda. More on that soon, though.
For the record, here’s the rest of them on temporary bases.
I’m so lamely self-satisfied with my Leader, up top there, nonchalantly leaning on the polearm-blunderbuss and clutching his Clicker-pattern autopistol.
Anyway, that’s all for now. I’m trying to get into a habit of smaller, regular updates instead of, y’know, fuck-all for a year until I feel like I have something worthwhile to say. Here’s hoping we can stick to that.
P.S. Regarding the deliciously Cawdor title of this blog post, what can I say except You’re Welcome.