7.02.2011

Saturday, Oh Saturday, a Deadline I Have...

I'll be leaving next Thursday for Austin, and Wargames Con.  Will the Brotherhood be prepared in time?

Damn well better, after all this!








These pictures are actually from a week ago.  I was able to shorten the primary painting steps by using a spray paint rather than a paintbrush for the silver step.  It was immensely satisfying to spray five squads at once with silver, then knock out the washing steps in a relatively short time.

Right now I'm close to done on the second squad of Brotherhood Hunters and all three Runecasters.  Next on the plate is finishing the Fangs - all three squads - before taking on the Terminators.

Last will be the Rhinos, but that's easy stuff.

Anyway, back to work.
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10 comments:

The Lord of Excess said...

Nothing to motivate one like a tourney or con for painting stuff up.

July 2, 2011 at 1:21 PM
Flummer said...

I am exactly the same boat as you Brent. I have been painting GK like crazy for next weekend. Good luck and see you then.

July 2, 2011 at 3:26 PM
Drkmorals said...

Good luck Brent!!! God speed!!!!

July 2, 2011 at 6:37 PM
Unknown said...

You just need to make the jump into getting an airbrush :)

July 2, 2011 at 6:37 PM
Jwolf said...

We're not accepting any more counts-as armies, sorry.

July 3, 2011 at 10:12 AM
Terminus Est said...

Well there goes half the playing field...

:p

July 3, 2011 at 4:31 PM
Brent said...

JWolf...

I hope you're kidding...

July 3, 2011 at 7:31 PM
Jwolf said...

Of course I'm kidding. Looking forward to seeing these guys on the table.

July 3, 2011 at 10:01 PM
Xaereth said...

Awesome! Cya there!

July 4, 2011 at 1:25 PM
Unknown said...

How do you affix your models to the paint sticks for mass painting?

July 4, 2011 at 4:21 PM

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