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Dragoon Mounts Step 4.0 Bits and Buckles Finished at Last!

The obligatory close-up, which shows some of the metallic bits nicely.


The last two evenings, after back-breaking garden games (edging beds with a spade and removing the cut sod), online course development for the fall, with the usual family and real life stuff, I've managed to get my seat back into the painting seat to wrap up the metallic bits.  I used silver acrylic for the bits, but oil-based gold for the tiny buckles since I really wanted them to catch the light and sparkle a bit given their small size.  So, the herd of 36 horses is nearing completion, and it's time to begin tackling the 36 dragoons themselves.  Although I am toying with the idea of sparing dark gray highlights on some of the horse tack.  I know, I know. . .

-- Stokes



And the entire herd.  You've got to look very closely, but the bridle buckles and bits are all there.


Comments

tidders said…
Looking great....
Paul Liddle said…
Great work Stokes, that is a hell of a lot of horses. I don't think that I could face such a task.
Regards,
Paul.
Thank you for your kind words, men! A few nights off, and then it's time to paint dragoons.

Best Regards,

Stokes
Marvin said…
Your herd is looking tremendous. I sometimes like to paint a large number of horses first too, prior to tackling the riders. Seems to make the job a little easier somehow.

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