Tuesday, 21 March 2017

BB`s ANTIQUE AIRFIX FIGURES FROM 1959 TAKE 2









                                                            Abridged Version

The Solving Puzzle on how to paint the Flags has now been included at the End of the version.

                                              Yes they are finally off their paint tins!


Four coats of enamel paint, and one of gloss varnish has made sure with proper handing that the paint will stay put for many a year to come.



                                           The Brass Section of the Guards Band.






The Grenadier Guards seen on Mass
  

          Another 15 Drummers are to be added later to the band with two large Base Drummers.



    Realising that I am no painter I rely on large panoramic based figures to please the spectators eye.


                 Another coat of matt varnish on all the figures will complete this project.



Much Better Light The Next Day.





Painting is always a challenge who ever you might be,and that's a warm hearted fact,but is so much fun,and when finished to ones best ability,and in this case one can simply enjoy the colourful sight of them on The Parade Ground.


It was fuzzy trying to paint the Flags,but it soon formulated itself.




The Colours are in the middle. Ornate Union Flag either side.


Painting the Guards Union Flag,I found it easy to paint it white both sides then find the  4 corners
 I applied the yellow around the edges  first then from each corner already identified the thinnest red stripes were painted toward the centre point of the flag. Then the thicker red stripe was painted down from that centre point with a slight angle allowance made.Then the other thicker red stripe was painted on across the flag which forms the red cross of St George. Once all the red was painted on it was easy enough to fill in the gaps with the blue angled stripes leaving them with the thin surrounding white around the edges.  The other side of the flag is easy because all the 4 corners were found so angles and strips and colours were easy to work out in a most correct comprehensive style!

The Regimental Colours of Orange, Yellow  and Gold were likewise easier to paint both sides once the 4 corners of the flag were identified.  The fringe and Battle Honor's were dotted with gold when the paint was still wet.      
   All were very quick to paint up because confusion of angles had been logically worked  out well before painting work was started.                                                           

So hopefully those who have the Standard Bearers,  will find this helpful.

                                  After all It`s Only Magic!               BB

Wednesday, 1 March 2017

Dalek Winged Lancers a Sci Fi Fantasy!... of fun presented by BB


It was upon the 11th Feb 2014,that I first saw fit,to create fits of laughter that is and place these photographs upon Benno`s Figure Forum,and as I am painting tiny figures for the FIGZ Parade at ARNHEM this year,i thought to show you all my,` Dalek Winged Lancers Parade!'               
It was a bright day for that time of year and my Mrs B,was out on her Dog walking patrol,and so it was that just after 8 am that morning that I finished cutting the last of the white paper wings out for my tiny army of pleasant pepper pot aliens. I had recently finished off 146 French Line Lancer,and so I had a few lancers left over,and it was a waste not to use them. So below will show how lancers along with wings did grow and grow and did sort of expand . 









                                      This little fellow did so rush by in such a whoosh!


                          I`m late,I`m late,they`ll shut the Gate! O`,Dear me I`m so late.






Dear,Dear,i will be for it,if I don`t make it to the Parade on time.
A certain white bunny came to mind.____________ And the Trumpet call of Boots & Saddles!



I guessed at the time that he would be for the high jump for certain, because yes after taking two shots with the camera the batteries were as flat as could be. As you see curiosity attracted a little attention from those upon their way to watch that elite unite parade upon my table top of constant change. Well the wee things had never seen such things as batteries or camera`s before, Yes it was quite alien to them that was for sure. These little fellows were new arrivals I`d spent the Christmas period of good will to all men and now aliens, painting up.







I quickly shoved the new batteries home and was just in time to see the little guy arrive and take his place in the formation that was never ever seen before. No you will never see these on You Tube.

It started like some kind of slow butterfly dance as they perfectly moved as if one and the lancers fluttered upon the strangest breeze ever to skirt along and over my table top.







 There was no music like in a band,but they all strangely hummed away in digital sound! They glided like Swans,first to the right.......




And spinning around to the left! My word I had never seen such beautiful gliding delight! It was as if they were on ice. And the hummmming increased in volume as they turned,it sounded quite tremendous! 





Swiftly they turned to the front,and you might well think the dance over ? However this had been a pleasant warm up for this elite unit of Dalek Winged Lancers.
                

                                                  ENJOY THE PANORAMIC VIEW                   





With a great deal of Awesome Buzzing they were greeted as they made their entrance of humming upon the avenue of lined up Daleks. The wings moved in flowing formation as if it were a dance of flowing dreams.






The applauding buzz was on a tremendous digital scale, as they proceeded  to flow along the avenue of such resounding might. As if a mere glimmer to come, they passed close by the medieval white tower of some Kings lost power ,and with a final winglike fluttering upon such an occasion as this ,that  grande parade was  over.____________ Or is it on the other hand of ticking time itself,to come?

                                                                    END

If I have been  lucky enough to have raised a pleasant smile of interest,or indeed a wild laugh or too,then I am most thankful  indeed. BB

Sunday, 26 February 2017

Miss Peggity Pollywhat`s House.......... written by BB


It is very strange how a story and a new character is born and without even hard thinking about it. Dear Miss Peggity Pollywhat,seemed intent to leap upon the white of the page as if she was an old friend.How this came about is a three fold story that jigged together oddly as if it were a laser cut kit!



It all started when I took time out from painting to do  housework which was so dusty,as the stuff I was doing was well dusted,dust upon dust, that is for sure. No not our entire Fiddle Wood home,but just odd stuff in one corner of it.A model house to be exact that had spent years way up on top of a very tall wardrobe the likes that is old and of thick wood, and  that has three doors that seem intent at certain times to swing open on their own.       Mrs B,says caused by vibration from the nearby road,however I know different,but that tale is for another time and is scary. The wardrobe stands in the corner of our main bedroom,and it was today that a very tall guy was installing an upgrade Internet connection,and TV Box in our bedroom. He was very tall and a man in his early thirty`s I would guess,and he could actually see on top of that old wardrobe with absolute ease. He could see the long ago made scratch built buildings on top which have been there for many a year. Well it is true I have been doing such stuff for many a year. 

"Can I see one of those? Because I have never seen such things before." He said and asked so nicely.I got the bedside chair as I am a short fellow,and standing there I fetched down the house of many angles that had once stood between Halfway House and the Honey Well Train Station  but that now lay as if abandoned along with other stuff upon that wardrobe. Of course I had not forgotten them because the rooftops of all the buildings were visible  always. "I`ll just go clean it up." I said,and so he carried on doing what copper wire job he was commissioned to do, and I trotted downstairs and gave that house a good dusting with a large new paintbrush. My word along with a few cobwebs it sure does get dusty in lofty out of the way places. Done and dusted I placed it on my small work table, and as I did so an idea sprang to mind. Soon the tall young man came down the stairs and looked at the house of many angles, and I showed him how it came apart, house from flower beds and steps and pathways and then roof from building with the the removal of each level floor.   He was beaming with bright smiles wide enough to reach ear to ear. Soon other stuff was taken down from that awfully high wardrobe, because quite frankly he was so enthusiastic he wanted to see more. He was so kind in comments that I could not refuse. So with that fun time spree for him, my morning I`d planned painting just disappeared along with lots of swirling dust. However as he set out upon his way with lots of stored up pictures on his phone,I decided  on a little photo shoot of my own. So I placed four of my Centre Company Guardsmen I`d painted last night as the whole of Fiddle Wood was in slumber except myself and the wise old night Owl in the woods just beyond our Hawthorn hedge. 

 They had been undercoated and the painting work of playful fun took a couple of hours to complete them good enough for my standards that is. I have over 200 of them to paint up for a panoramic view from a distance no more no less. I have waited all my life for decent Napoleonic British Infantry,to paint and imagination on how to use them is what nice splendid dreams are made of.


There they march and they are my first four Strelets Brits painted,and so brilliant they can represent other regiments too , especially The Kings German Legion.

As many of you already know I make props and paint figures in order to tell story`s,and so it is that this short setting can begin.Miss Peggity Pollywhat`s house of many angles, because its roof pointed out in very odd strange ways,lay content as if permanent fixed in the background,and the four young men are leaving that place where they had been billeted for a couple of months,it is early June 1815,and the dark sky forewarns of an impending storm ,and they being part of it are off to muster!                                                                                                                                             

They had been billeted with Miss Peggity Pollywhat an English spinster and teacher who taught at the local girls school, `English and Higher Mathematics ',but mainly it was a sort of crowd control as that ancient Norman School had more pupils than it was designed for,( a short coming seen as fact in our own time of over flowing unnumbered immigration.)  Peggity a rather rolly polly plump lady in her mid 50`s,  always had her long grey hair done up in a bun at the back of her head,wore a warn greyish black dress with an overlarge white pinafore apron that had deep long bottom pockets, at its front, and always and I do mean always wore a smile when not at school.Such was the lose of all those children who would go forwards in life remembering only her rather stern dangerous look. Such are the ironed on features of such a vocation in life.

So there was another side few ever would see,however these brave lads had,and she treated them much better than those that had set deep in place the flogging marks upon their backs.For a few short weeks they were her prized boys,and family,for she had no others as others about her had.Now it was time for Eddy,Austen,Jamie and Bob,to leave. She had thoughtfully made her guests a huge breakfast before they left, of sausages,bacon and heaps of fresh fried eggs all sunny side up and smiling,there had been masses of toasted doorsteps. Bread that was held against her breast was turned and sawn off by a bread knife of sharp metal teeth,that crumbed the floor just right enough for the Mice that shuffled it into place high in their squeaky wheel barrow,and then off they went fit for a party through the well worn opening in the skirting board. Toasted thick cut slabs of home baked bread soaked in flowing melted butter had been topped off with marmalade spooned from the largest jar the wide eyed boys had ever seen. All was washed down with hot steaming tea in large earthen ware mugs some chipped from age others not so,one without a handle was paid no never mind for these were well set in the mould for pressed adventure in the service of a very fat mad king. History records it,but these lads served it at the drop of a silver shilling. The piping hot tea was poured out by Miss Peggity,from a huge white enamel tea pot,that had seen better days it being blackened by the ping of bashed enamel, and the tea pot lid being missing had been replaced by a fine china one of blue and white Delftware which sported a blueish windmill with wide awake sails for all four to see if it was safe?  Splendid was the feed these lads were served up and now we see them upon the Brussels road with a heavy back pack filled with a pack up wrapped up neatly in Miss Peggity Pollywhat`s four best tea towels. Unseen from the house of many angles she waved them goodbye from the top most window of her now silent place,and as they disappeared from her view with eyes welled up with salty tears she wondered if she would ever see them again.


  As pictures like memories fade away ......... But the house of many angles  remain intact.


                                        I guess she loved those tea towels!   

                                    Here below is the House of Many Angles.
















I hope you like____________and Miss Peggity Pollywhat, will return I dare say for there is much to write of the House of Many Angles.  BB

Friday, 24 February 2017

BB`s Scratch Building Day`s





What can possibly be cheaper than paper?
And a little glue,and a cocktail stick?



With the full routine of how to scratch build ships guns ironed out it was time to crank up a gear,and produce 28 X 18 pdr Cannon.  These are designed toy guns made from paper,
pva glue,and cocktail sticks.                                                                                                                                                          
The paper stages are simple to wind onto a small brush handle, and each piece of paper has to be the exact same size and cut to length in order that a good look of uniformity can be achieved along a ships gun deck within a Napoleonic Toy Ship.  Above is my tiny but comfy to work on little table that tucks under and over my chair perfectly!         Making a very stable base with which to work on. It makes for Magic Times, of making stuff practically for nothing.                                                                                                                  



 The sticks need the point cut off.  That was quick and now they are ready to push into the end making it looking quite neat.



The long pointed stick is perfect to stick into a piece of scrap styrene and thus will aid painting when that job begins.



 Dipped into the white glue,and pushed in to the halfway point of the paper preformed block.


                                   28 Cannon for a French Corvette named UNITE.


PVA Glue will dry out and will be very hard making this project much more than mere paper.
It is very tough !

Another cock-tail stick is pushed right through and forms the pivot points of the gun.





I used a pin off our pin board to make the pilot hole,which was widened out further using the point on a pair of scissors.




Left over night so the glue set good and hard,then cocktail sticks were push through and into place.
It took about 8 hours to make 32 X 18 Pounder Canon.
two Bow & two Stern Guns were added to the list. 
Like on a production line in a factory,it is the repetition side
 of doing it that improves the quality and the speed of making things.



Everyone of them was painted and stuck into a piece of styrene sheet.
later the back end stick was cut off and the whole piece was primed again to accept the brass or bronze paint. Although paper,these composite materials combined make for a solid hard cannon.

After the wooden gun mounts are made including each ones wooden wheels then the cannon pivot points can be cut to size,painted and mounted. iron fixing`s will hold each of the pivots in place,these will also be made of paper. HO-RAH!







Well being behind in other stuff that I am doing I knocked up one gun mount with wheels,that certainly looked like it has been salvaged from a long lost ship.





Warships 17th century gun carriage raised from the bottom of the Thames estuary it had been discovered in the wreck of the English Warship,THE LONDON,built by Oliver Cromwells government 1650`s.

BB