Monday, February 28, 2022
Sunday, February 27, 2022
Raul the Ghoul
Saturday, February 26, 2022
Friday, February 25, 2022
Out for Gold
Thursday, February 24, 2022
Wednesday, February 23, 2022
Nightkin with Hammer
Also, my #2 brushes have come in, but I'm going to save those for the more challenging models.
Tuesday, February 22, 2022
The Years Between
It's the first day back at Lister Hall, a warm September morning; Mom and Dad have left and I'm arranging my clothes, my computer, my toiletries and other necessities in my traditional room, 139 Kelsey Hall. I arrived early, but soon I hear other voices out in the hall and I go out to greet many familiar faces from previous years along with some new to Main K.
I join friends old and new in the lounge, its beat-up furniture showing the years, the television a heavy 32-inch monster. After catching up, I decide to head back to my room to read--only to find that Lister Hall's rooms are now self-locking, and my keycard, wallet, ID--everything I brought with me is in that room.
I take the short walk from Kelsey Hall to Lister Hall to get some help from the security people. But along the way, I become confused.
"This doesn't make sense," I think. "It's 2022. Why am I still in university? Why is it taking me so long to get my degree? Wait a minute, I DID graduate--in 1991."
Security gives me a replacement keycard and I return to my room to ponder my peculiar problem. I mention it to some of my Kelsey friends, but they don't seem to understand what I'm saying. And my body is all wrong; I'm thin and I still have all my hair. By the calendar on my wall, I'm 21 years old.
I look in the mirror and I see my eyes widen as I realize something terrible is about to happen, sometime between 1990 and 2022. And I'm the only person in a position to stop it.
But now I'm here, in my other life in 2022, fat, balding, and about to turn 53. And there's no guarantee that tonight I'll transition back to 1991 to fix anything. This has left me with profound anxiety, because from my reference point now, the terrible thing has already happened. Or then again, maybe not, if I take care of it in that other now, sometime in September 1990
and the years between.
Monday, February 21, 2022
Things You Might Find on Boot Hill
Sunday, February 20, 2022
Denizens of Different Jungles
Saturday, February 19, 2022
Friday, February 18, 2022
Freedom Convoy (with apologies to C.W. McCall)
You gotta copy on me, Flu Trux Klan, c’mon?
Ah yeah 10-40, Flu Trux Klan, fer sure, fer shure
By golly it’s clean clear to Lib Town, c’mon
Yeah, we’ll definitely get the snowflakes, good buddy
Mercy sakes alive, looks like we got us a Freedom Convoy)
Was the height of the ‘cron in February
In a Kenworth haulin’ flags
We’ll fly ‘em upside-down in Ottawa town
Our faces free of rags
We represent all the diff’rent races
Yeah, every shade of white
We’re gonna prove that COVID’s fake
By offending everyone in sight
‘Cause we got a Freedom Convoy
Whether or not it makes sense
Yeah we got a Freedom Convoy
And don’t you dare call us dense
We got a Freedom Convoy
Ain’t logic gonna get in our way
Yeah, we’re gonna roll this convoy
Until the Judgement Day
(Hey, you wanna hide those swastikas?)
(Yeah, 10-4, the Fake News is makin’ us look bad)
(Better dance on some war memorials to distract ‘em)
With us hollerin’ and honkin’ all night
But with the police on our side we had nothin’ to hide
We could park anywhere without a care
And piss on everything and everyone in sight
We’ll vandalize that Terry Fox
Ignore the statue’s silence
‘Cause we all know cancer patients don’t rely on science
Oh, we got a Freedom Convoy
Honkin’ through the night
Yeah, we got a Freedom Convoy
But nobody gets our plight
Support the Freedom Convoy
Ain’t nothin’ gonna get in our way
We got money from GoFundMe
And big donors from the USA
Convoy! (Ah, what’s that, Flu Klan? GoFundMe dropped us?)
Convoy! (One of our leaders wants to shoot anyone wearing masks?)
(Mercy Sakes, this is getting a little out of hand)
(Can I go home now?)
Thursday, February 17, 2022
Something Lurking Down the Hall
A couple of weeks ago I dreamed that I was working at Stantec Tower again. I was back on the seventh floor with several of my colleagues, but we were all wearing pajamas and bathrobes, cups of coffee or hot chocolate in hand, and our beds and clothes closets were right next to our desks. It was like one giant sleepover. And while I was genuinely glad to see everyone, I could hear people coughing and hacking down each hallway, like harbingers of plagues even worse than COVID-19. My heart started to race, and I woke up in a sweat.
This followed a similar, earlier dream in which I went back to work at the Alberta Legislature Annex, even though I was my current age and I left my job with the Official Opposition years ago. In this dream, I had decided to just dash in to see if it was yet safe to return to the office. To my dismay, none of my colleagues of that era were wearing masks, and one even laughed at me, saying I was a fool to come back and that half our team was in hospital.
So I guess I have some unresolved anxiety about societies around the world striving to get back to business as usual way too soon.
Call me a worrier, but I'm just not ready. It's the prospect of so-called "long COVID" and cognitive impairment that scares me most. Plus, the idea of strictly isolating for two years only to stop too soon and get really sick, or die. . .or worse, to infect someone else . . . that haunts me.
But people are "over it," I guess, so damn the torpedoes.
Wednesday, February 16, 2022
Per Jeff's advice, though, some new brushes are on the way, and I'm going to be more diligent about using a pallet.
Tuesday, February 15, 2022
On the other hand, I feel as though I haven't messed up this guy so much that he can't be improved. I may return to this model.
Monday, February 14, 2022
Valentine’s Day It Is
Sunday, February 13, 2022
Saturday, February 12, 2022
New Vegas Deathclaw
Friday, February 11, 2022
Super Mutant Fist
Thursday, February 10, 2022
The Vallejo kit comes with brown iron oxide pigment, you'll see some piled up to the left of the terminal. I love the 3D effect the pigment provides, but the stuff is messy as heck to work with, leaving stains all over my hands and everything else I come in contact with. I need to think of a better way to apply the stuff; right now, I'm just trying to dump small amounts from the bottle and use the brush to spread it around, which works to an extent, but it's a bit haphazard and I feel like I should have more control.
Jeff recently sent me some excellent tips that I'll apply in future models. I have a bit of backlog to share so better models may not turn up on the blog for a while, but I definitely feel like my improvement has stalled a bit. But I'm excited for what's ahead!
Wednesday, February 09, 2022
Tuesday, February 08, 2022
Super Mutant Overlord
Here's a super mutant overlord photographed in very poor lighting so as to hide my mistakes. I do like the skin tone and the rust effects, however.
Monday, February 07, 2022
Eggs on the Beach
Sunday, February 06, 2022
Signs of the End Times
Saturday, February 05, 2022
Tabitha the Nightkin
In this case, I painted the model before assembling all the parts, and I tried to duplicate the colour scheme I found online. I think she's not bad?