Jonathan Ensor

Smashed it.

Spiritually it's a long distance flight, but without the airpoints.

Moving house is ridiculous because it requires you to put everything that brings you joy in a box, and then to just spend a day or two staring at the box.

Three partially-painted Infernal Cohort miniatures and one completed one. They have yellow sashes and mean faces.

Putting basecoats on the next three. Starting to see how the army is going to like as a whole.

You're welcome! I imagine Pallid Wych Flesh is doing a lot of the heavy lifting. Or I have a weird pot. Who knows

Black prime. Skin was Rakarth Flesh, Reikland Fleshshade, Flayed One Flesh highlight. The tusks were Zandri Dust, Reikland Fleshshade, Ushabti Bone. Eyes were a thinned down Druchii Violet wash around the eyes after the skin was painted, then Pallid Wych Flesh with a dot of black. Nothing exciting!

An Infernal Cohort miniature painted with a yellow sash.

One little Zharrdron from Muspelzharr down.

A man in a red jersey holds a Helsmiths of Hashut army set box.

We have achieved Chorf.

A white Abhorrent Archregent miniature with his hands painted like brass.

After months of inactivity, I challenged myself to paint a mini in a day. So here's Splendid King Mydas, Giver of Golden Gifts.

Absolutely agree

An unpainted Varghulf Courtier and three Morbheg Knights.

Squires of the Everchosen ready for some priming.

This was good. Makes me want to read the first two. If you like military sci-fi, you could do a lot worse.

We did it team. Massive.

Team Aotearoa and Team Philippines ❤️

I think it's the second book in the series, but the only thing that's tripped me up so far are the Dolists. They're people on the dole, not aliens.

The cover of the novel 'The Short Victorious War' by David Weber.

Trusting the recommendations sellotaped to the shelves at the second-hand bookstore for this one.

Looks like a terrific venue

Ethically bankrupt, spiritually corrupt, just generally tasteless. Begging people to have some dignity.

A black and grey cat lies on a bed with his front legs stretched out. He has an aura of contentedness.

Happy birthday!

A cat that is up to something

My cat is up to something

A man standing behind a table, upon which a game of the Infinity miniatures game is being played. The man grimaces, having had the last of his braincells just burn out.

Infinity is a hell of a game.

"Gutbusters should be buff-"

Nailed it. Whatever you were going to say, right on the money.

A solitary pūkeko walks towards the viewer.

A pair of pūkeko approach the viewer, one slightly lagging the other. A wooden bench takes up a quarter of the foreground on the left.

A pair of pūkeko cross the viewers field of view, left to right, with both birds having a single foot raised in front of them.

Visiting parents in Auckland, a lot of pūkeko wandering around.

The author sits at a table playing Age of Sigmar, his hands joined together to support his chin while his elbows rest on the table. His face is passive, but his spirit leaps for joy.

A photo of me genuinely having the time of my life at a one-dayer today. 0 wins, 3 losses with Archaon and his V-Guard, but great games none the less.

Checking the news today gave me quite the fright.

When an army wins Best Painted, having served its purpose, it should be destroyed by the TO with a hammer.

Free her