Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Miniature of the Moment..."Caj Mikkel"...

Another one I was pretty well pleased with when finished basing.  The photo sets below show the miniature based and unbased.

The unbased photo I sat to the backdrop of a dinosaur skull.  I happened to find a whole set of these at my local hobby shop, and although I've only done one so far, was quite pleased with how it turned out for using in photos.

As stated, was also pleased with the finished based figure.  Be sure and look to the right of the rock at his foot, for a little added touch : )




Sunday, January 29, 2012

Dalig Ulv...

OK, the story behind this miniature warrants more than just a "Miniature of the Moment" headline...

Dalig Ulv, meaning "Bad Wolf"...it is also the location of where Rose Tyler lasts sees the Doctor...but to that in a moment.  When I saw this miniature, he just reminded me of the Big Bad Wolf, and as "Big Bad Wolf" for a name didn't quite have the right ring, timing was fortunate on the Doctor Who episode to be "Dalig Ulv", or Bad Wolf.  And the name stuck.

There was never, and may never be, a more sad moment in all of television history when, in order to save the world (actually universe), the Doctor had to leave Rose in a parallel universe, unable to reach her.  The only consolation was a 45 second meeting made possible by the Doctor, but only as a hologram...and in the last waning minutes of their time together, Rose finally tells the Doctor, "I Love You"...and the Doctor replies, "Rose Tyler..." and the hologram disappears forever, Rose never knowing what the Doctor was going to say to her.

Now, you have to watch the first two seasons of Rose and the Doctor to get the full effect of the event, but for those who still want to see it (will of course not be as moving), here it is:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DSrBE9aiKc&feature=related (approximately 5 minutes)




So if you watched the Doctor Who link you may see where I get the "Bad Wolf" name from.  And my favorite episode of Doctor Who?  "Vincent and the Doctor" of course...the episode where the Doctor and Amy Pond go back in time to visit Vincent van Gogh...but that is a story for another time.

As for the second saddest moment in Television history, and no, it's not Old Yeller (I think I am over my childhood trauma on that one) - it is when Beth dies in Little Women...

Miniature of the Moment..."Sgt. Dan Raker"...

OK...this was my first (and now certainly not my last!) WWII soldier that I have done.  I have to say I am very pleased with how he turned out.  This was also my first use of barbed wire with a miiature, and will not my last either on that!  Adds quite significant detail and realism.

This is from a set of 1 of 4 I am doing - all painted, just need to detail them.



Ajax vs Palm Olive

In an earlier post, I had listed how to clean your brushes, stating to use dish soap.  This is a minor update, correction if you will, to that - I have found that not all dish soaps are the same.  I recently tried Palm Olive and it was not, by any means, cleaning my brushes - even if I used more, it still wasn't working.

I have not tried Joy or Ivory, but can attest that Ajax clearly does a better, shall I say "best" job, of cleaning brushes.  My preference is the Lime scented, but other scents have worked as well.

So if a double dose of Palm Olive (which by the way is already more concentrated than other dish soaps) won't clean my brushes...what do you think about those dishes you are eating out of if you've been using it?

(I usually do one dip in soap, one in water, and then dry off the brush on paper towels - the Ajax brushes leave a "white/clean" paper towel; when I did the test with Palm Olive, the paper towel was coming out stained with paint).

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Untold History..."Vincent Van Gogh"...

Vincent van Gogh you say?  Vincent van Gogh?  How could this man's untold history actually have something to do with Jesus Christ?  We were always taught in school that Van Gogh was a crazed, drunken, painter who eventually committed suicide.  There is a beautiful story interwoven in Van Gogh's life, that we were never told about...so read on and be surprised (by the way, his name is pronounced "Van Goth", not "Van Go"...yeah, they even taught us how to pronounce his name wrong in school...)

Vincent Willem van Gogh was born March 30, 1853 in the Netherlands (he was Dutch) to a Dutch Reformed Pastor by the name of Theodorus van Gogh.  To understand the story of Van Gogh, and his struggles, the basis must be set that he grew up in a predominately Catholic area, and that though his father was a Dutch Reformed minister (good right?), wrong, the Dutch Reformed Church was mainly a government church, controlled by many laws, with an approach to God through legalism, and not Grace.  On a side note, the Dutch Reformed Church ceased to exist in the year 2004, when it merged with the Lutheran churches.  Again, one must keep in mind the Catholic influence in the area, and a legalistic pastor for a father, while reading the rest of Van Gogh's history, to truly understand his struggles.

From an early age, Van Gogh wanted to be a pastor, not like his father, but one that preached the true Gospel of Grace of Jesus Christ.  Van Gogh truly had a burning within his soul to share the Word of the Lord.  Don't believe me?  Read the letters to his brother (link below).  Van Gogh was largely influenced by the preachings of the famous pastor, Charles Spurgeon.

First, Van Gogh was forced to attended a Catholic school for his education...it is to be noted that Van Gogh stayed true to his beliefs even after this, but it must have started a struggle within his soul, over what he was taught was true, and what he believed to be true, especially at such a young age.  He was later pressured by his father to go to Theological College and become a pastor as his father, but Van Gogh rejected this based on his Biblical beliefs and the conflicting teachings of Theology.

At age 20, Van Gogh worked as an art dealer, quite successful, and making an above average living for the time.  He fell in love with his land lady's daughter, and proposed to her...which she promptly rejected, telling Van Gogh she had a secret lover she had never told him about.  Quite possibly the first notch in Van Gogh's soul that would come back to haunt him.  For the time, Van Gogh would have been considered a "good catch"...both historians and family alike recount that this was possibly the happiest, most successful time for Van Gogh.

Although Van Gogh was a successful art dealer, he soon gave that up (and his lucrative paycheck), to go and teach at a boys school for Rev. William Stokes.  Van Gogh still felt his calling to be in pastoralship.  Being able to share the gospel with the young boys, Van Gogh then joined with another pastor, Rev. T. Slade Jones at another boys school.  Van Gogh spent his time between the two boys schools, teaching and sharing the gospel.  Once again it was said that this was the happiest time in Van Gogh's life.

Historians note that Van Gogh would spend hours and hours a day, reading and rereading the Bible.  Van Gogh could not get enough of the Word.  Again, we are never taught this in school, but Van Gogh is noted with translating the Bible into other languages of the time, so the Gospel could be read by others (most people are not aware of this).

Van Gogh approached Rev. Jones one day and requested to be able to preach.  Jones agreed to let Van Gogh preach before their prayer meetings, of which his teachings must have been blessed, because Jones soon let Van Gogh have the pulpit and begin preaching Sunday sermons in his church.  Van Gogh would go on to preach at up to four churches a day, regardless of the denomination - Van Gogh was one of the first "non-denominational pastors", but he never watered down his words, regardless of where he was preaching.

Here is Van Gogh's very first sermon, delivered in his early 20s:

http://www.vggallery.com/misc/archives/sermon.htm

Yeah, too bad there aren't pastors like Van Gogh today - he was noted to truly care for the people and to meet their needs as a pastor.  His sermons Christ centered, and much noted to quote scripture.

Van Gogh's passion for the people, as Christ had compassion upon the multitudes, grew to where he felt a calling to be a missionary.  He twice applied for missionary school and failed.  One must understand missionaries of the time - for support, you had to pass the "missionary exam" of a Theological college.  Although it is never noted why Van Gogh failed, it could possibly have been because he answered the questions according to the Gospels, and not according to man's teachings.

Undeterred, and with the burning of the Gospel in his heart, Van Gogh voluntarily went (with no support), as a self-proclaimed missionary to the coal mining town of Borinage, Belguim.  This was stated by historians to be "the most inhospitable, improvised" location in all of Western Europe.  Van Gogh preached to the miners, and saw to every need they had as he possible could.  He felt so desperate their plight that he gave away his own money, food and clothes to them, and slept in straw behind a Baker's hut, because he did find himself above them, and as Christ shared in our sufferings, Van Gogh felt the same calling.  The Baker's wife stated that every night she would hear Van Gogh sobbing behind their house, calling out to God, interceding for the plight of the miners.

This raised the ire of the formal, government church...Van Gogh was making them look bad.  The formal church did little (if anything) to help the miners (let's face it, they were considered trash by the organized church), and a pastor was to live in a home (not in straw) and receive a salary (not give it away).  Jealous of Van Gogh, the Church, yes "the church", forbade him to return to the miners.  The church leaders of the time are actually quoted as saying "[he] is undermining the dignity of the Priesthood."  It was also during this time that Van Gogh's own father ("the Dutch Reformed Pastor") sought to have his own son committed to a lunatic asylum because of his beliefs in Jesus.

Now, I have to pause here for a moment and ask...does Van Gogh's story in any way resemble Jesus' walk here on earth? Didn't they call him "mad", and the church of the time seek to shut him up?

Van Gogh was forced by the church to move away, and from a distance began sketching the miners, trying to raise concern to others for their plight and horrid living conditions.  Rejected by the church, unable to continue in the mining villages as a missionary, Van Gogh stated..."...if I cannot preach, I will paint, and every painting that I do will be for the glory to God."  Van Gogh's aspiration, facing such rejection, was to be an "artist in the service of God."

I will not dwell so deeply on Van Gogh's years as an artist, as there is much more history surrounding this, than is time as a pastor.  However, I do need to use it to bring a conclusion to Van Gogh's story.

While studying to be an artist, he once again fell in love, and proposed marriage, but again refused (this time because he was now a pauper himself, having given all he had to the miners).  This was of course the third notch on his soul.

It is somewhere at this point in his life that Van Gogh lost sight of his calling.  History does not state what happened, because history does not understand the calling of a pastor, and how if unfulfilled, will eat constantly at your soul.

Van Gogh fell in love a third time, with a prostitute named Sien who had a 5 year old daughter.  It is hypothesized that this began because Van Gogh had compassion on them and their plight.  Having been rejected twice in marriage proposals, Van Gogh did not propose this third time, as he could not face rejection again.  Van Gogh had a son with Sien, and they named him Willem after Van Gogh.

With Van Gogh unable to make a living as a painter, Sien turned back to prostitution to feed the family (unbeknowest to Van Gogh).  Upon the birth of their son, Van Gogh did propose marriage, so that his son would have a father and not be considered illegitimate.  Sien refused, probably not because of Van Gogh, but because of her secret life of prostitution.  Unable to live with herself of this decision, Sien took her life by drowning herself in the River Scheldt.

Sien's daughter was then given to her mother, and Willem (Van Gogh's son), to Sien's brother.  It is believed that the children were not given to Van Gogh because he could neither support himself, and was still considered a lunatic by many, based on his earlier years of preaching.  Although I've not touched on it here, Van Gogh dearly loved children, as Christ said, "...forbid them not to come to him...".

Childless, rejected by the church, unable to be a missionary, thrice rejected in marriage, and unable to sell a painting, by this time in ill health, Van Gogh turned to drinking.  Van Gogh's ill health came shortly after he left the mining town - although never fully known, it is assumed that it came from breathing the coal dust, and later aggravated by the fumes of the oil paints - which combined to cause him to have epileptic like seizures.  Due to the ignorance of the time, this furthered the belief that he was "lunatic".

Three years later, in 1886, Van Gogh again fell in love a fourth time with a woman named Margot, and again proposed marriage (for the fourth time).  Margot accepted, but neither parents gave approval, so the marriage could not happen.  Unable to accept this, Margot attempted suicide by strychnine, but was saved when Van Gogh rushed her to the hospital.  Upon recovery, with no chance for marriage, the two parted ways.  Van Gogh's father, who had strongly opposed the marriage (actually all of his marriage proposals were never supported by his father), died one year later.  This deeply impacted Van Gogh, who, because of their difference in religious beliefs, had always been rejected by his father.

In Van Gogh's early years, he painted those in poverty, because he had compassion for them, and wanted to bring awareness to their conditions.  Later in life, Van Gogh's favorite paintings were wheat fields and harvests.  His final painting, "Wheat Field with Crows", is often associated with Vincent's first sermon, and that his sojourning upon earth was almost over, and the field was ready for harvest:  The "road" was uphill, and the journey long. (Van Gogh loved to paint wheat fields because it oft reminded him of the Harvest in the Bible)

http://bobbyriesterer.com/gogh/themeimages/f_0779.jpg

No one knows why, but can only assume that his loneliness and rejection (he was ridiculed as a painter), and his rejection by the church, as well as his bouts of seizures, led to this moment - on July 27, 1890, Van Gogh took his paints and his easel to the wheat field, and there shot himself in the chest.  Van Gogh was only 37 years old.

The story does not end here though - there is hope - the self-inflicted gun shot was not immediately mortal...in fact, Van Gogh was able to walk back to his room, where a doctor found him and contacted his brother Theo.  The bullet had deflected off a rib and lodged against his spine, but no organs had been touched.  Removable however was impossible due to the close proximity to the spine.  For the next 29 hours, Van Gogh was held in the arms of his brother Theo as they talked - Van Gogh, during his life, had tried to win his brother to Christ.  It is unknown what was spoken of in these final hours, however, I can only hope that Van Gogh recalled his once true passion and relationship with Christ, and as he felt his life waning, came back Jesus.  Why else would God have spared his life another 29 hours?  It was also noted by Theo and the two physicians on hand, and Van Gogh himself, that he was in little to no pain during these 29 hours.

And that my folks is the life story of Van Gogh that schools will never teach.  In his lifetime, only a few of his paintings made any money, and not much at that.  At the time of his death, an art dealer had taken a liking to Van Gogh and his paintings, having just sold several of them for quite a substantial sum...however, word of this sale would arrive after his death.

A Van Gogh painting today...well, the most anyone has ever paid was $140 million dollars, and the least (that I could find) $35 million.  Van Gogh wold paint some 2100 paintings in his lifetime. And in his own words, "...if I cannot preach, I will paint, and every painting that I do will be for the glory to God." 

Still persecuted by the church for his Biblical preaching (can the church not forgive?), he was barred from burial in a church cemetery - which prevented him from being buried with his family.  However, a smaller, more forgiving church in the adjoining town, permitted his burial.  Six months later, grieving over the brother who had tried to win him for Christ, Theo died of a broken heart.  Theo and Vincent had wished to be buried together, but because of the church, could not.  In 1914, Theo's still living wife, had Theo moved and buried beside his brother Vincent.

Van Gogh to Theo...a sermon in a letter

http://vangoghletters.org/vg/letters/let096/letter.html

Van Gogh's Letters to his Brother Theo (some 700)

http://vangoghletters.org/vg/letters.html

From Preaching to Painting

http://www.religion-online.org/showarticle.asp?title=752

Why Van Gogh liked Wheat Fields

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wheat_Fields_(Van_Gogh_series)

Friday, January 27, 2012

Miniature of the Moment..."Graynard Rumplegoat"...

I believe this was the second miniature that I painted when I started back up again painting them..."Graynard Rumplegoat".  This was the first, and the last, I coated with a gloss seal...like the dull coate much better.  I know there are detractors out there who will stand by the gloss coat, I think it just gives too much of a "toy" look, although this one didn't turn out too bad.



Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Miniature of the Moment..."Knut Ragnhild"...

Initially I had left this one unbased to sell on the old online store I used to have, but when I based him, I wanted to do something fall like.  Hopefully you can see the transition of fall into winter, as there are some autumn leaves and patches of snow.  This actually may have been one of my first attempts at using snow.

The irony is, fall is my favorite season, yet I have very little material for making fall dioramas!


Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Change of Pace...

Having been laid up...well, if one can call still going to work while sick laid up...and not feeling well the past two days, not much work has been done in the way of miniatures.  With not a lot of energy to expend at the moment, and not wanting to watch "Wheel of Fortune" (again)...I thought I'd share some of my "fun" songs from the Internet, as well as some serious 'ballads" that I like...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s_cXBqqp8RE&feature=related (Snoopy vs The Red Baron)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tR2BvxvvteA&feature=related (The Red Baron Returns)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1Ufc2hI4FM&feature=fvwrel (Sink the Bismark)

(Most people do not know that it was actually airplanes that caused the demise of the Bismark - combined with large turrets.  The guns on the Bismark were so large, that no other battleship could get into range without being sunk - the size of the guns turned out to also be its downfall.  There were not fast enough to stay with the planes that came in ahead of the ships, and the British pilots had free reign on bombing the Bismark.  The Bismark guns were great at long range, but found to be useless at short range.)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e22cEMXganQ (The Master's Call)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1OSXB79l6PU&feature=related (The Green Berets)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuvbBwsMTgI (Letters from War)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8rAo9F_5ys&feature=fvwrel (Arlington)

Every American needs to visit Arlington.  I was honored to have the opportunity to visit it, and, it can't be explained.  I looked for Audie Murphy's tombstone, and when I found it, it was just like the rest, and in no special spot...and it puzzled me for a minute because I expected different...and then I awoke to the realization that they were all heroes, and death is the great equalizer. The horses leading the funereal processions, taps being played, and the 21 gun salute seemed endless...and I was only there for three hours.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IhKZn8gdN-E (The Love of God)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M5TfCHJ7Sw8&feature=related (One Tin Soldier)

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Epic Fail...

You know the blue tape you buy for painting...the kind that is supposed to keep paint from leaking onto another color, door, or wood?  It doesn't work.

In working on a diorama of Jesus walking on the water, I had the ingenious idea of using Painter's Tape around my diorama, so that when I poured the Realistic Water (yeah, Realistic Water and me aren't meshing...) it would contain it.  I expected some leaks, but thought this could easily be remedied by just firmly pressing on the tape where the leak was occurring and it would self-seal.  Realistic Water is much like the consistency of paint, so the rational was, if it works for paint, it will work for this.  Wrong.

I had the "Sea of Galilee" pouring everywhere, over the printer, on to the carpet, sticking to my fingers.  It quickly became the "Flood of Noah" but I don't have miniatures ready for that one.  It was almost completely drained and looked like the "Marsh of Galilee" after about 15 minutes.  Lesson learned.  God can make seas, I cannot : )

Back to the drawing board on this one.  Once (what is left) it is set, it should not leak next time around, but I will add a lower, second set of Painter's tape just in case.  You think?

...by the way, did I mention I had used blue food coloring in the Realistic Water too...

Miniature of the Moment..."Ivan Humphrey"...

When I first got this miniature, even before painting, he somehow reminded me of the Incredible Hulk.  More I suppose like the Lou Ferrigno, 1970s type Hulk, not the modern CGI Hulk.  Hence the name though - "Ivan Humphrey" (IH).  Now I am rethinking if I should have just painted him green with purple pants...

Anyway, I wanted to set him in a "water" scene, with water around him in a marsh like setting.  However, my attempts to get the water to stay in place were futile, and I had Realistic Water running everywhere but where I wanted or needed it!  However, I was able to salvage the setting for IH, and I still think I somewhat captured the marsh effect, but not to my liking.  Still came out nice though in the end.


By the way...did anyone ever wonder why the comic version of the Incredible Hulk only wore purple pants?  Must have been true 70s fashion!

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Miniature of the Moment..."Wells Halifax"...

Sitting in the house under a cover of ice from the recent midwestern ice storm, I thought a good winter figure was due again.  "Wells Halifax" is in some regards the same as the first Viking I painted that was eventually sold and ended up somewhere in a UK collection.  This is the "first" Viking that I painted when I started up again the second time...this one I learned to keep.


Sharpie the Blue Roan...

I am working on my first 28mm horse (believe it or not!)  When I paint an animal, more particularly one like a horse, I like to find a horse on the Internet as my model.  In this case, I found an online web site where people can sell their horses.  As I am waiting a grey horse, it came down to a Blue Roan or a White Roan...I liked the brown manes on the Blue Roans, so that is the breed I picked.  The individual horse I picked was "Sharpie", the Blue Roan.

Well, unfortunately, someone bought Sharpie last week and I no longer have my horse model....

Untold History...

God's hand has always been in the annals of history - sometimes we can visibly see it, and unfortunately, sometimes we do not recognize it.  Adding to my desire to create Biblical Dioramas, I wish to add another chapter, called "Untold History".  Those times where God's hand can visibly be seen in the history of the world.  The history that we were never taught in school.

I have a few that immediately come to mind...Henry V at Agincourt, General Patton on the fields of the African Plains....but if you are reading this blog and know of others, please share with me...I might just make a diorama out of it.  There is no history too big or too small, if God's hand is in it.

I am looking forward to what this new God given idea will bring to me!

Friday, January 20, 2012

Jesus Loves Me...

OK, I will get back to miniatures shortly...maybe...

Have you ever heard the story behind the song "Jesus Loves Me"?  I certainly had not!  I did not know it was written for a dying child, nor that there are many more verses to it (good verses at that).  Where did I learn all this?  "Adventures in Odyssey"... and during the Children's Programming no less!  I have always been a fan of Adventures in Odyssey:

http://www.whitsend.org/radio

Now the rest of the story...what they don't teach you in the history books...

In 1943, John Kennedy was in a PT-109 that was rammed and sunk.  Him and the surviving Marines held up on one of the Solomon Islands until rescued.  They were rescued by two island natives, Biuku and Eroni, who...were singing "Jesus Loves Me".  They had been taught the song by a Missionary to their island.  The Marines also joined in, and as the their rescue boats left the island, they were singing "Jesus Loves Me".

Why do they leave the best stuff out of the history books??

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Christians for Israel...

As I have stated in an earlier post, I will never try to be too "religious" on this blog, but so we are all clear, there is a distinct difference between religion (man's denominations) and Christianity.  So I will post freely anything that is of God, and I am not ashamed of that.  As Jeremiah stated, it is "...as a burning fire shut up in my bones..and I could not stay." (Jeremiah 20:9)

I had been wanting for a while to place something on my blog in support of Israel, and today took the time to find the symbol I want (if you've never noticed, Israel has a beautiful flag) - Christians United for Israel.

I would ask all who stop by this blog to take a look at the site, and if prompted, sign the pledge for Israel.  Even if you do not sign the pledge, I would ask that your support endures for Israel.   If indifferent, I would suggest to do your own research, and find out the facts - not what the media presents.  And if you be against Israel, "And I [God] will...curse him that curseth thee [Israel]..." (Genesis 12:3)

http://www.cufi.org/

Miniature of the Moment..."Barley Bagelknocker"...

When I first got back into painting miniatures (the second time), my wife and I did a set of Viking Axemen (actually, I think they are called "Huscarls or Hirdmen") that sold to a woman in the UK.  It was pretty neat to think for us that we actually had a set of miniatures somewhere in the UK on display.  The lady later wrote that she was pleased with the set and that they were on display with her other Viking collectibles.

I write this to say because there was one Viking in particular in the set I had put a lot of effort in detail (was my "first" after picking up painting again)...I actually regret selling him, and have learned to keep my "first" from a set if it's like this anymore.  However, I guess you could say he went to a good home..lol!

Here is "Barley Bagelknocker", another Viking Huscurl.



Wednesday, January 11, 2012

David and Goliath revisited...

As I stated when I first started this blog, David and Goliath seems to be my trademark Biblical Diorama.  Below is the second one I created, this one being for my uncle.  Again, started to build this standard, and God gave me the ideas along the way to improve upon it.  As always, pictures will not do it justice, but here it is:






Sunday, January 8, 2012

Placement of the Spear..

In all the miniatures and dioramas I make, I seek to be as historically accurate as possible.  I am sure I am more than half off on most, but on those I do know, I do right.  This brings me to the discussion on placement of the spear.

For aesthitic reasons, generally the spear is placed center in the hand...this balances the miniature out and is what most are accustomed to seeing; however, in actual battle, before the spear was thrown, they would move their hand to the front one-third or even one-quarter of the spear.  A spear thrown from the middle is a very inaccurate spear, however, the closer a spear is thrown to the tip, the more accurate (and very accurate at that) it will be.  This is because of the weight of the spear head of course.

I have placed the spear center on some (just because it does "look" better), but do try to make most with again historic accuracy, and place hand more towards the tip of the spear.  I have used "Valdemar Gudrun" to display a historically accurate "throw".  (By the way, this setting was also the first attempt to make my own "bushes" - in hindsight, since the flock is lighter, I should porabably have painted the limbs of the bushes darker to add more contrast.)


Miniature Revisited..."Vigdis Nimbletoes"...

Yes, this is a repost, however, after doing the Winter Scene I thought "Vigdis Nimbletoes" looked better showcased with "snow" on the ground.  Also, I wanted to get this one posted and shelved before he found the same fate as Guter Knobstone (who by the way is still waiting to be glued back together!)!


 
 

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Saturday is here...Picasa Web...

OK, so I know I've not blogged in a while...the real world calls.  I did find out however, that all the photos from the blog are stored at Picasa Web (picasaweb.google.com).  With that thought in mind, I will no longer be maintaining the "Photo Gallery" page (it will disappear right after this post), but instead will leave it to Picasa Web to catalogue the photos.

For the link to my specific gallery, go here (below) - I will also post the link in my links section:

https://picasaweb.google.com/104299978483264152854

Monday, January 2, 2012

The Fate of Guter Knobstone...

When I take photos of the miniatures, I usually like to have several in line, so I can process them and it is less timely and more convenient.  Last night I had a build up of almost two weeks worth of painting while being off for the Holidays, and I was trying to process some nine or ten miniatures including at least two diorama bases.  In my haste to finish up, "Guter Knobstone" went for a tumble - it could have been much worse though, he fell into the cup of Q-Tips, thus breaking his fall but spilling the Q-Tips on the floor (all of one I think actually).  When the aftermath was over, Guter had been separated from his spear. 

The good news, I think he is salvageable, although his hand is turning into a glue factory - but at least I did take the pictures before his accident happened.  Don't know how well you can tell in the photos, but I tried to recreate on his base the aftermath of a burning field of battle.

Winter Scene...

Here (below) are some photos of the "Winter Scene" I created.  On the "Cedar" tree, I only applied snow effects to the front, to give the effect of blowing snow (I did the same on the rock face in the far corner, although not as apparent in the photo).  As with any miniature or diorama scene, photos cannot convey the true effect, but it is a simple scene that works well for photographing my "winter" based miniatures.

 
 

Note:  I had a really cool dead tree I wanted to add to the scene, but no matter where I placed it, it always seemed too "cluttered".

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Winter is here...

As promised, here is the first photo using the "Winter Scene" I created.  This miniature ("Gunthar Abelstone") I am sure has been posted before, but felt this one a good kick-off for the Winter Scene series.  Add a light pole, and the scene kind of reminds me of Narnia, where Lucy met Mr. Tumnus.