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The Rathaus In-Progress. . .

The Rathaus in-progress. . .

Spent about an hour this morning working on the spire that sits atop my rathaus, and I must say I am pleased.  Again, it is far from perfect, and later painting will help hide some problem areas, but for a non-professional modeller, it's not bad.  

My modelling skills don't allow me to reproduce a more ornate spire that resembles the late Baroque types like you'll across the North of Germany and along other stretches of the Baltic coast, so this seems like a reasonable compromise.  This particular spire though, in my own defense, is not unlike some of the tall, slender prototypes that you'll see in Copenhagen, Riga, or other Baltic cities, so it works for me. The Grand Duchy of Stollen, prior to disappearing from the maps in the third Partition of Poland, was in the neighbrhood of The Duchy of Courland after all.

Coming back to real life for just a moment, there are just a few small touch-ups to the rathaus to take care of tomorrow once The Young Master has headed off to school, and then I can turn my attention to redoing a mansard roof that did not turn out as well as I hoped late this afternoon.  Blast!  Well, everything has gone so swimmingly up to this point that there was bound to be something that didn't quite work out as planned and hoped, right?  

But it's time to wrap things up for today.  I'm tired and have caught the cold that The Young Master brought home at the end of last week, so an early bedtime this evening for Mr. Excitement.  We live out here on the bloody edge at Totleigh-in-the-Wold.

-- Stokes


marinergrim said…
Very nice work Stokes. I like that a lot.
Stryker said…
That looks like an excellent bit of 'spire' modelling to me! Can't wait to see these painted up.
Wellington Man said…
I'm in awe of your modelling skills, Stokes. Those look fantastic. I cannot even imagine how you achieved that magnificent spire.

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