You know when I hit part 4 that I must be enjoying the project… for the time being at least anyway hehe.
As you may have already realised I’m going for Blue for one army which I call The Solar Mithras and Red for the other main army which I’ve called The Red Weed.
There will also be a green army and a black army but more on those another time.
Today I offer up a few models for blue and for red.
Lets start with Blue
I call him Father Doug after a real Father Doug who was, from my childhood memory, a little mad and eccentric. He conducted the ceremony between my eldest sister (who is not religious but wanted to get married on a church) and her, now EX (it’s a good thing), husband.
I can still see him in my minds eye flapping his arms around and droning on about God. I was the page boy and carried a cushion with two rings on it and I was wearing a black suit with a hot pink cummerbund (it was the 80s haha). I just realised how funny the word cummerbund is haha.
Anyway here’s father Doug who also reminds me of Friar Tuck from Robin Hood or, as I like to say, Try-A-Fu%# haha
Then it’s onto a model I actually built and painted at the end of 2015 but he was very shiny and there were no highlights. I touched him up a bit today. Still caught a bit of shine in the photos though.
Next we have another cavalryman for The Red Weed. I see him as a the leader of the small cavalry unit but I don’t have a name for him. I like his mask that hides his deformed face. You can see his mottled skin on his hands and back of his head.
Last we have these two stoic Red Weed Guards.
Thanks to Alex’s (leadballony fame) keen eye for perfection he’d pointed out in my last post that there was a gap in the Gryphs armour. I repaired the gap in the armour for the first cavalryman. Alex suggested green stuff but I actually didn’t have any at hand. So, using a pin, I sort of spooned in globules of superglue to fill the hairline gap. Yeah, I’ve ordered some more of the green gold now haha. Forgot to snap a pic of him though but trust me it looks better. 👌🏼
I reckon this will be the last blog post for a while. I’m off to Bali with the lads on the 20th of June for seven glorious nights.
There are four of us who have been best mates since high school. One bloke I’ve know since I was 12. We are all now 40 so thats a good excuse as any to piss off for a while and go a little crazy.
A VERY important thing I’d like to mention is that for our 9th Podcast episode for Fly On The Wall Podcast, scheduled for recording this Monday (Australian Time), it’ll be featuring our very own David “The diorama Dalai Lama” Imperfect Modeller! Also a little something Cupcakesandmachetes has given us to share.
Here are Dave’s and Cupcakes blogs but I’m sure you know who they are.
Heres our new Logo for said Podcast too. Designed and drawn by Big waz
Please, if you can, do us a favour and spread the word and help promote our humble podcast. We are trying to make something of it. Tell your friends and family and that guy that’s been stealing your underpants for the last few years.
Heres the links for various platforms for the 8 episodes we have so far so be sure to check back to catch TIM and Cupcakes thing on episode 9. 👍🏼
This morning my daughter Sianne and I climbed a mountain called The Cathedral Ranges. They’re my mountains. I climb them at least once a year and have done since I was 18. Before that I’d gone there intermittently with mates and once with Dad to camp.
I’m not religious at all so this is the closest thing to feeling spiritual for me. When I’m up there I feel an overwhelming sense of peace and pure happiness.
Not to be too macabre but that’s where I want my ashes sprinkled when I toddle off. At the very top.
Its where I asked my wife to marry me and now it’s a place I take each daughter when they’re 11. Why 11? Three reasons.
1. I’m pretty sure I was 11 when I first went there.
2. 11 is my favourite number
3. It’s the year before they start high school.
Two daughters have made the pilgrimage so far (one more to go) and when up there I have a nice father to daughter chat about life.
Its quite a vigorous hike with a rough path cut into it. It takes about an hour to get to the North Jawbone, which is my favourite part.
I, personally, have explored most of the range and know it quite well.
Sianne and I set off early this morning while it was still dark. Sianne did so well. We stopped a few times to catch our breath and have some water but generally we just forged ahead. We also had our dog Eddie with us.
At the top we enjoyed choc chip cookies, corn chips, some mandarins and some cheese.
It was overcast and spitting a little but a really great day.
Here are some snaps from our adventure.
Cheers guys, see you when I’m back 👍🏼