This braw laddie is the first of my SAGA Gripping Beast Scots Warriors painted to completion. I've undercoated and blocked in the skin of the other 24 figures, but I was feeling like it was getting nowhere fast. So, I decided to treat myself and focus on getting one figure finished, go to whoa.
|"They can take our lives, but they canna take our seashell-pattern tea tray!"|
The more perceptive among you will have noticed that this is being posted at an unconscionably early hour. A stinking cold has prevented me sleeping, although the upside is that I can use the time wisely to finish off the first of my mighty Warriors. I've inked, based, photographed and posted him in the space of 90 minutes.
Is this the secret of the great 19th century poets, painters and composers, who were driven to great creative heights by respiratory illness? It's all relative, of course; a hacking cough (now with added phlegm!) allows me to paint one 28mm figure, while TB gets you a full set of Nocturnes.
Anyway, his function is to motivate me to complete the rest of the crew, and given my track record to date, well, let's just say that I'm not overly optimistic.