There are bad seasons of the X-Files and then there’s… whatever this is.
They were just doing their best @1moremin
I paused at about the halfway point of the collection in the middle of an unfortunate back-to-back run of US editions that I just couldn’t power through.
Weirdly, looking back on it, the thing I remember most is the Dinobot characterisation. In the UK run, where we first met them, they were smart, capable and profoundly anti-authority, sick of being used as other people’s weapons. The whiplash to and from the “Me am Grimlock, me am smash lolz” of the interspersed US run was quite something.
@1moremin Hello friend, I couldn’t resist getting you a thing 🙂 (via HeyHeyMoMo https://socel.net/@heyheymomo/116686546635371656)
The weather is definitely getting meaner. The sheer sound of it. Sonic boom thunder cracks, rain louder than conversation.
The fact that I’d also somehow automatically picked up toenail clippers beforehand, thinking this was the obvious solution, should not be entered into the permanent record.
I managed to remember that I’d bought dedicated parcel-opening scissors about two years ago, remembered that I’d put them somewhere easy to locate, and they were actually in that place when I looked.
Is this the kind of high that normal people feel all the time?
I’m pretty pleased with those gradients over black this time around: no airbrush, just a bit of glaze medium and multiple passes with a biggish brush.
At some point my self-distractions will loop back on themselves and I’ll actually finish a thing. Today is not that day! 🎉 Having a play at unifying yellows and reds via purples and pinks, inspired by @minis ‘s gorgeous Howling Griffons scheme.
I dislike the current temperature and would like to return the unused portion please.
Boats on the lough, blooms in the bushes, buzzy things on the window.
He’s gone for the obvious progression, folks. Skin, dagger hilt, crown. The goal is always to make painting everything else as pointlessly fiddly as possible.
Look at that cheeky grin.
There’s something weirdly satisfying about painting high-contrast skin, whether Ork, bug, or Scotsman.
Ooo, new lovely thing has arrived to distract me from all the other unfinished lovely things.
Blazing sunshine or lashing rain depending on what side of the house you’re looking out from.
Putting a raincoat on to fetch the bins, opening the door to see the bone-dry world staring at you like a madman. Gaslighting April Showers season.
Absurdly, I think I am now trying to turn this into a piece of fiction.
There should be a word for the particular high of finally being able to clear clutter (when that’s something you struggle with).
Looks a little bit more in keeping with the rest of the mini?