A while back I bought a corpse cart from GW for reasons that remain unclear. I don’t collect undead, I have no intention of collecting an undead army. You know how it goes, all that lovely plastic crack available on the website, your brain goes a bit soft and pow! Perhaps someone did a conversion that I thought was awesome and decided I needed to do it too, perhaps I had a clever idea that faded with the morning sun. I dunno, anyway it was sitting there staring at me and so I thought I’d try and do something grimdark with it, make it suitable for InquisiMunda or 40K or something like that. A project. Well, we all know that hive cities live on corpse starch, but where does it come from? Maybe someone has the job of going out and collecting the dead (and the getting better) and keeping the underhive clean of all those dead gangers. And so out went the cart axles and wheels and in came half a vincent black shadow from the bits box (the things people do to minis), some resin tracked wheels, and a few other bits and pieces. The necromancer driver didn’t need any work really, though I painted a hand silver to indicate a bionic. I have tried to do make it look like its in shadow, with the dark bits really dark and the light bits glowing but it didn’t work especially well. Its all practice though, and I’m pretty pleased with this.
I fell in love with these minis when they were released, so I quickly bought a box to paint, then left it on the shelf for months and months whilst other things bubbled to the surface of the gumbo of my mind.
These minis are tricky. They were tricky to put together, at least the heads were – I often found that I didn’t have the fit quite right. They were tricky to paint, so many fine details and textures were very challenging. They took months of gradual work just to get them to look this average. Mad Donna, she was the last one started and the first one finished. Still, I learned a lot about colour and clashes and what does and doesn’t work. I wanted them to look like a discordent swirl of colours, clashing and complementing each other, and I think I succeeded in that.
I recently purchased one of Green Stuff World’s portable lightboxes, and taking the advice that I sought a few posts ago, I have tried using black backgrounds. I think you will agree that the results are fabulous, and now my grisly paintjobs are clear as the day!
Finally, I played my second ever modern game of WH40K the other day, with the Steel Guard taking on the disgusting Death Guard. The two sides fought each other to a draw, though I think that if the game had lasted another turn my boys would have been wiped out.
Every year on the Oldhammer forum we have a challenge. Paint a model on a theme decided by the community; send it off so that all the models can be photographed together, and then one person drawn at random will win the lot! It’s always great to see them altogether at the end, and all the different ways that people interpret the theme, and all the different models they use. It’s not a painting competition either, so monkey-bastard handed noobs like me have a chance!
This year I chose to paint a Ganger. I was fascinated by Confrontation back in the day, and had a tech gang that I was well pleased with. Of course, I sold all my miniatures in about 2002 and haven’t managed to replace them yet. Looking on ebay right now, some of them are available for under a tenner each, so maybe now is the time… as if I don’t already have a metric fuckload of miniatures waiting to be painted….
Necromunda passed me by the first time round. I had discovered sex, drugs, and rock and/or roll by that point, and was so desperate to be cool that I probably wouldn’t have admitted to having ever even heard of Games Workshop, not at gunpoint, not on pain of death, not to save the life of my dear old white-haired granny. The miniatures for Necromunda seem to be pretty divisive. The plastic Goliaths aren’t really all that, but the Orlocks are much better, and it was an Orlock that I decided to paint.
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