The Grand Duke Has No Clothes. . .

Eureka's Voltaire, Frederick II and a pair of whippets, who will become Professor Detrius, Irwin-Amadeus II and. . . a pair of whippets, aka Max and Moritz, who will stand in for the Grand Duke's beloved Portugese Water Dogs.

A small package from Eureka Miniatures USA was waiting with the mail when I arrived home yesterday. If life is kind, I hope to get them onto temporary bases this afternoon and apply a coat or two of basecoat this evening. Still waiting on the packages from Minden (laborers) and Old Glory UK (18th century aristocrats by Jackdaw), which should be along any day now. Somehow, the old Fawlty Towers Theme keeps going through my head (be sure to click on the preceding link for the full-length tune, composed by Dennis Wilson), which must be one of the first indicators of oncoming and terminal madness.

And the musicians: a string quartet with Frederick II on flute and some weird cat named J.S. Bach on the clavichord. In the Grand Duchy of Stollen, all are destined to become a group of bumbling court musicians in crimson and green livery.

Comments

Daisy Gowan Ditchburn said…

nice figures. full of character too

2:42 PM

warpaintjj said…

I want court musicians in my house; musician envy maybe. Don't worry overly about the oncoming "madness" - roll with it - enjoy!
Looking forward to these being painted.
JJ

7:43 PM

Ross Mac rmacfa@gmail.com said…

Whippets? Whippets!! Freddie had Italian Greyhounds. If Eureka is selling them as Whippets I'll have to have a word with them.

Should all good when you get to it though.

8:25 PM

Presenting the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere!!!

Here they are, with the rearmost nine figures still drying, three squadrons of the Anspach-Bayreuth Kuirassiere, now in the service of the Grand Duchy of Stollen. And now, it's onto that artillery!

And It's the End of September!!!

Saxony's Ploetz Cuirassiers, an illustration lifted from the Kronoskaf website, which has thus far guided my spectacularly glacial painting of 30 28mm Eureka Saxon cuirassiers purchased all the way back in October 2016. A gray, cool Saturday here in Mid-Michigan with rain in the forecast. The Grand Duchess is away at a conference, so it's just "The Boys" here at home. The Young Master (almost 15) has retreated to his room for something or other following breakfast while I have stolen back down here to Zum Stollenkeller (masquerading as my office) with a second mug of coffee and both cats comfortably ensconced nearby. Enjoying the late morning and still in my pajamas! Not much planned for today beyond designing a couple of promotional flyers for workshops my department is presenting (small parties we will throw?) in October and November. With maybe a bit of on the next podcast script. More important, I am toying with the idea of returning for an hour or...

Happy September 2nd!!!

T his weekend, the question of what, precisely, constitutes an "imagination" came up in an online forum of which I am a part. To be fair, the issue originates from further afield in a Facebook group that I am not a member of, but I weighed in with my own view. The following was in response to the question posed yesterday (Sunday) morning by an exasperated member of my own rather more gentlemanly town square, who had been met with a strident response to information he shared about his (admirable) hobby activities on said FB group. Here is, more or less, what I wrote: To my mind, the concept of imagi-nation(s) is a broad one. It can range from historical refights or what-if scenarios/battles/campaigns between armies of a particular era, to completely made up combatants operating in a quasi-historical setting, to the rather generic red and blue forces of the Prussian Kriegspiel that examine a particular tactical problem, task, or exercise. ...

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