I was digging through my old miniatures today, trying (and mainly failing) to get them organized. The job was brightened when I ran across this miniature -- a lovely sculp from Reaper by Werner Klocke. Out of the hundreds of miniatures I've painted over the last 8 or 9 years, I think this is the best one. By my lights at least, the skin tone looks natural, the shading in the fabrics is smooth, and the details pop. Most importantly, the little bugger has a sense of life. It's more Herr Klocke's sculpture than my brush, but he seems both scared and resolute.
![]( "\"Woody\", Halfling Ranger, Dark Heaven Legends, Reaper (sculpted by Werner Klocke, 2004, painted by M. Sullivan)")
I've been feeling a little depressed lately, so I haven't been writing or painting much. But looking at this mini makes me happy for some reason. The rum thing is that I don't even own him (I painted him for my friend Nicos to represent a character in a roleplaying game -- although now that the game is over, I've had trouble giving up custody). It's also a little unfortunate that, as a Citadel miniatures fanatic, I've wasted my best paint job on a non-Citadel sculpture. It's like a confirmed breast man falling in love and marrying a girl with great legs. Sad, but not that sad.
!["Woody", Halfling Ranger, Dark Heaven Legends, Reaper (sculpted by Werner Klocke, 2004, painted by M. Sullivan)]( "\"Woody\", Halfling Ranger, Dark Heaven Legends, Reaper (sculpted by Werner Klocke, 2004, painted by M. Sullivan)")
I've been feeling a little depressed lately, so I haven't been writing or painting much. But looking at this mini makes me happy for some reason. The rum thing is that I don't even own him (I painted him for my friend Nicos to represent a character in a roleplaying game -- although now that the game is over, I've had trouble giving up custody). It's also a little unfortunate that, as a Citadel miniatures fanatic, I've wasted my best paint job on a non-Citadel sculpture. It's like a confirmed breast man falling in love and marrying a girl with great legs. Sad, but not that sad.
