Good morning, and welcome to Tuesday. I have sunshine and clear skies and a wind that doesn’t look bad, but I fucking know better than to go out there. This is not the day to act a fool and spin poi.
Shawshank and I spent a lot of yesterday afternoon painting various bits of plastic. He stopped for a bit in frustration. He’s out of practice, as am I. I haven’t done much with my own minis. I primed them, and that’s it for the moment. Fortunately, neither figure is something I wanted to paint with a strong color gradient. I don’t have an airbrush setup here. I have an airbrush, but no readily accessible compressor, and certainly not a hose. I’m trying to paint marble with nothing but black and white primer/paint rattle cans.
Not to brag too much, but I’m pretty fucking impressed with how it’s turning out.
Last night’s trash dinner was almost as amazing as the tiny marble. Almost. We’re making fried chicken tonight, which promises to be as good, if not better.
They look amazing, and that is out of practice?
wow 0.o
That’s exactly what I was thinking.