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The Grand Duchy of Stollen Appoints a Minister of Tourism and Travel

8000+ visits have been registered at the Grand Duchy of Stollen since the creation of this blog last August! Thank you again to all of the duchy’s regular tourists, fans, well-wishers, and enthusiasts. The duchy would be a dull place without your visits, observations, and assistance. And certainly not as exciting and intrigue-riddled a place for the newly appointed Minister of Tourism and Travel, one Herr Peter-Erich von Eulenspiegel -- “Rotten Peter” to his enemies, and there are many!

Looks like Stollen’s Leib (Grand Duchess of Sonja’s Own) Grenadiers will have their first whiff of black powder sometime next fall when they will follow their Grand Duke Irwin-Amadeus II, sans his lobster costume, north to one of the annual Charge!/BIG Battalion games put on by Bill Protz, Jim Purky, et al in the Northern Chicago suburbs. I’ll have them all painted well before then, and I’m sorely tempted to add another 20 figures, so that the grenadiers will have a four-company establishment of over 80 miniatures.

Back to the present though. The spring semester is almost over, and wouldn’t you know. . . I’ve finally succumbed to a minor case of the flu with a slight fever :-(. I don’t think one can teach at any level without picking up something unpleasant in the air from one’s students. So, I have not felt like doing any painting at all for the last few days. Sigh. I’m slightly better today, so maybe by Thursday evening, I’ll be up to working for a couple-three hours or so? We’ll see. Cross your fingers in the meantime!

Comments

Sorry to hear about your flu, Stokes. It is indeed a hazard of the profession, I think, but still a nuisance. I do hope you'll continue improving quickly.
Bluebear Jeff said…
Sorry to hear about your flu. One of the things that I do when I'm under the weather and not able to paint is to think about or work on terrain.

Using balsa-clad foam-core, I'll make buildings; or I'll work on some trees; or some such. It helps pass the time (and the terrain becomes very useful) without needing the concentration that figure painting requires.


-- Jeff
marinergrim said…
Fully sympathise with your condition. as someone who has been battling a hacking cough for the last two weeks it is difficult to be enthused to paint.
It will get better of course.
just in time for the hay fever season!

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