Snow day light! Bright white ground, dark grey skies. A sun’s eye view.
I’m determined that 2025 is the year I actually finish painting a thing. Anything. Just one will do. I’m nominating this lil guy. Still a long way to go, but I’ve stopped myself giving up in disgust and re-priming him three separate times now, so that’s progress!
Not often we have a ‘feels like’ -7C around here.
One eye sees an individual bright point of light as a randomly multiplied number of copies of that point, and the other eye the same, but with both also skewed and rotated at different angles. See that the two sets now overlap and interfere together into little snowflakes and galaxies and chains.
It is, frankly, a Good and Very Suitable time of year to have astigmatism.
The clutter has definitely just expanded so far, but on the plus side I’ve rediscovered my box of nitrile gloves for resin handling. Also three (3) unopened boxes of tissues (?). And most of a roll of aluminium foil.
Right. Today is Fully Declutter the Painting Desk day so that waves of self-disgust aren’t the reason I fail to hobby.
(There will of course be other reasons).
Wholly inspired by your good self @rollleafd
Perfect winter evening reading.
I’ve now dropped the Big Mini three separate times breaking it into twice that many pieces. It’s more metal pins and superglue than resin at this point. Probably significantly structurally more sound as a result.
Definitely the right time of year to get this back playing on a loop. https://mastodon.ie/@dmcgk/110831432550577662
Very much beginning to realise, in my days painting resin minis, that making dexterity my lifelong dump stat is going to have consequences.
Definitely time to start some regular creative stuff again and hope to carry hobby-momentum through into the new year.
Not the greatest start to day one though, I’m going to have to learn how to putty re-sculpt a resin-related-injury on the fuzzy fella.
Goal accomplished. But at what cost. What cost.
Fully intending to eat one (1) entire Lindt chocolate reindeer before 10am, and not a soul can stop me.
🎉 The annual rediscovery of my dedicated Christmas Stuff scissors. Instantly forgotten by New Year. “I keep what?”
It’s December 5th and I hear neighbours out with their lawnmower.
Weird modern pseudo-senses; the unheard surrounding environment just got louder as your noise-cancelling headphones automatically adjust their volume.
Trying to mimic some of the light placement on the bracer referencing Sergio’s timelapse video. Still using quite a large brush at this point due to the Unaccustomed Vastness of space.
Even just roughly blocking in the base colours is going to take the rest of my natural life…
‘All dolled up in gabardine / the lash-flashing Leda of pier 19 / queen of the water and queen of the old main drag’, is really quite a lyric.