Paintin', Paintin', Paintin'. . .

Must retouch the shoulder belts I notice. This is what happens when you have three or four different bottles of 'Leather Brown' from different manufacturers and neglect to record which was used for the initial coat. Grrr.

Keep those brushes paintin'. Rawhide! Or something to that effect.

The 14 Eureka Saxon cuirassiers, taking shape as a squadron of the von Polenz, ca. 1733, are coming along slowly but surely. Here's where things stand as the (Sunday) morning of July 6th. Gotta finish highlighting the reds with Vallejo 'Flat Red' after the Army Painter red wash applied yesterday (Saturday) along with the off white wigs and queues. And the mustaches of course.

Following that, the most pressing and tedious task is the carbines slung upside down, which need their barrels, firelocks, and at least some of the more visible brass metal work seen to after that. And then possibly the sword blades and scabbards Things will then get a bit easier. He said. . .

It's an odd thing when you try to squeeze in a bit of painting on a more or less daily basis. Typically burst of 45 to 60 minutes or so. Maybe even a couple of sessions during the better days.

For a long time, there seems to be very little progress from one session to the next. But suddenly, you reach a point where everything begins to come together and light appears at the end of the painting tunnel.

"The light! The light! Come to the light!"

Or something like that.

-- Stokes

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. ...

The Grand Duchy of Stollen

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