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I'll Count Sleeve Chevrons in My Sleep. . .

 

An afternoon session in the painting chair followed later by an evening session after a long post-dinner walk around the neighborhood.  Most of the minute brushwork today focused on the squadron officer, trumpeter, and standard bearer.  Very few mistakes to fix, but I managed to wick those away with a clean damp brush before the paint set in all by one instance.  

Even managed to nail the trumpeter's sleeve chevrons without too much trouble.  The trick is to adopt a feather-like touch, almost like what I imagine a surgeon must use and tease the paint onto those tiny details.  And hold your breath.

I had to use quite a bit of creative license, especially on the trumpeter since I lacked detailed information for the early 1730s-era uniforms beyond the illustration shared earlier, but I'm reasonably pleased with the results so far.  In a few days, everyone will get gold buttons simply because I like the added glitter they give to tabletop units, especially the cavalry.  But for now, my eyes are shot (needless to say), so I'm headed off to bed.

-- Stokes

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