Wednesday, May 12, 2021

Mr. Peanut Delivers

 Over a decade ago, I complained about the lack of Brazil nuts in a foil bag of Planters mixed nuts. Recently I acquired three 250g tins of Planters mixed nuts; they were on sale for less than three dollars each. The first tin contained a paltry pair of Brazils, which was annoying but not catastrophic. The second tin had exactly zero Brazil nuts. In high dudgeon, I prepared to rant again on this blog about the paucity of the finest nut, despite having the benefit of Jeff Shyluk's scientific explanation of the Brazil-less phenomenon. 

But today I opened the third tin, and  I saw this: 

Yes, resting atop the pile of mixed nuts, in defiance of granular convection (AKA the Brazil nut effect), were two-and-a-half Brazils. Astonished, I poked around with my finger and found a fourth Brazil struggling to reach the surface of the pile. I am almost afraid to explore further, but I don't want to look a gift nut in the ear, so I'll enjoy the three-and-a-half in my possession and celebrate if more turn up. 

Tuesday, May 11, 2021

A Small Stretch

Here is a rack. Woe betide the adventurer who falls into the hands of the mad miscreant who owns such a device. 
 

Monday, May 10, 2021

New Californians


Months ago, I painted these miniatures for the Fallout: New California board game expansion. To my eyes, the Mr. Handy robot and the person in power armour turned out okay, while the rest are middling at best. I think my painting skills have improved since I tackled this motley crew. 

Sunday, May 09, 2021

My Mother's Mother


Our Mother's Day plans for this year were partially foiled by weather, COVID-19, and family illness, but Sylvia and I managed brief visits with her mother and mine to check in and wish them well. This Mother's Day I'm particularly grateful that Mom remains healthy and sharp-minded, and that she's now fully vaccinated against COVID-19. Fingers crossed this also means she's protected against the new variants bubbling up around the world, but luckily Mom is smart and cautious so I'm confident she's going to be okay. 

Earlier today Mom sent over this photo of her mother, my maternal grandmother. It was taken on the Leask farm sometime in the 19-teens. She looks quite vibrant here! It's an image I've never seen before, and I'm grateful to have it - not as grateful as I am to have Mom, of course. 

Saturday, May 08, 2021

Checkpoint Champion


 Here's a checkpoint or guard station or observation bluff, I'm not sure which.

I feel like I should have perhaps used fewer colours. On the other hand, maybe in-universe this little building was simply painted by someone with bad taste or colour blindness. 

Figures for scale. 


Friday, May 07, 2021

Shanty Tower


Here's a two-story shanty to accompany the smaller version I shared yesterday. Painting the insides after I'd already glued the top and bottom stories together turned out to be quite a challenge. You'd think I'd have learned this lesson by now...

Thursday, May 06, 2021

A Not-Too-Shabby Shanty


I painted a ramshackle shanty for the 28mm inhabitants of a post-apocalyptic wasteland. Part of a housing project for Fallout and other games. 

Tuesday, May 04, 2021

The Last Wish

A sigil branded on a star
Signals seekers from afar
From one quintillion worlds they come
To the last snark, to the last boojum

A journey longer than Time and thought
Racing the final night before the cold brings the quarks to a halt
Before star and sigil collapse into a place and time beyond understanding

But still they come
For the promise of one last wish
Before it's all over

Monday, May 03, 2021

Pickup Graveyard

Here we find a pickup's graveyard, the wreck slowly being reclaimed by nature. This one was fun; I experimented with different shades of yellow, added rust and bare metal effects with weathering pencils, and added some vegetation to the base. Depending on scale, this might make a nice piece of scenery for Car Wars, a game Sean and I Kickstarted a while back that should finally reach us sometime this year. Not that we can play it yet, thanks to the pandemic...

Some more views of the truck: 


Sunday, May 02, 2021

Nebbachyn, the Terror of Michandro

My friend Jeff bought a 3D printer a few weeks ago, and he's been experimenting with it. Last week, he brought me an orc he'd printed, which I gratefully painted today. I call him Nebbachyn, the Terror of Michandro. It's hard to see in the photo, but I experimented with different shades of green for the orc's skin in the hopes of adding a little more realism. I think he turned out pretty well. Thanks, Jeff!
 

Saturday, May 01, 2021

A Fishy Culinary Tradition

 

Whose idea was it to add breading or batter to fish? Fish is delicious when fried or seared, rich in flavour and texture. Breading it just masks the flavour and makes the whole dish feel much heavier than it should. 

Maybe I'm spoiled. Mom and Dad used to catch fresh fish from the pristine lakes of northern Manitoba and clean and fry the fillets right at the campground. The pickerel and trout they prepared in those days remains my favourite meal of all time. All fish since has paled in comparison. 

Even so, I can still enjoy fish if it's not wrapped in a casing of fried lard and butter. 

Fish: better without the batter.