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Many of us on here have several centuries of experience at building and painting our toys.
Today I superglued a part to a model and walked away. 50 years of accumulated knowledge telling me to park the model up till tomorrow. Half an hour later I undercoated it. Resulting in a good brush petrified into stone, and a great blob of paint and superglue on the model. After the blob set, as removal surgery commenced, the original part got broken off in the mayhem. The model's ruined.
I'm sat scratching mi' melon thinking...
'that was a daft thing to do'.
:'(
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lol…thanks for making me smile Harry.
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That wasn't the intention...
It's the sympathy vote I'm after!
:-[
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'arry you not been taking your meds again?? lol lol
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Harry,
I feel for you, I really do >:(
However does getting up and going to work everyday count as well? lol
Maybe not
Glen
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You got my sympathy Harry :'(
Still made me smile though, mostly because I’m glad it wasn’t me ;)
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You got my sympathy Harry :'(
Still made me smile though, mostly because I’m glad it wasn’t me ;)
Plus one to that. :D
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I can't think of a single think I do what ain't gormless. lol
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Oy vey. Yes.
My sympathies and hope to see what you make of the 'ruined' figure. I used to do conversions for fun; now if I'm doing a conversion, it's because the project has gone horribly FUBAR and required major surgery.
Almost did something foolish (primed before the basing putty was totally dry) and thought of this thread. Backed away from the table and took a deep breath. It's always a result of impatience on my part.
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All the time. To make it worse, it’s usually to the tune of ‘I don’t believe it!’ Strongly suspect I’m transforming into Victor Meldrew :-(
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I can't think of a single think I do what ain't gormless. lol
Indeed; gormless is my middle name :)
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It's always a result of impatience on my part.
In my youth:-
1) I couldn't wait for the 24 hour epoxy to set on some weapon
conversions, but remembered that 'Drying time depended upon
temperature. I put them on an old plate & stuck them under my
Mother's grill... Came back later to find a whole lot of silver puddles
glued together. :-[
2) Needed a lot of horse teams for a Napoleonic game. The conversions
and basing took longer than expected. I couldn't leave the painting
until the morning (game day) as I only had Humbrol Gloss paints.
They can ALL be black horses I thought. Painted them then went
to bed... In the morning all was dry, including all the DARK BLUE
horses. :'(
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Always room for doing something gormless.
I prefer someone else do it, but perfectly capable of doing it myself if no one else is available with the suitable skill level to achieve it.
You have my deepest sympathies, but more so my thanks, as that perhaps will spare me from having to do some gormless thing for a while.
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Reassuring to know I am not the only one who does this sort of thing :)
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More than I ever I am amongst my peers :D
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Much like has.been’s point 2: a number of times (during the long, cold winter painting evenings) I’ve sat down in my comfy armchair by the roaring fire to paint whilst my wife watches something I’m not particularly interested in on tv. Not upstairs, alone at my desk with the daylight bulb. I go to bed thinking I’ve done an excellent job just to wake up and see in the harsh light of day it’s all wrong and looks awful in anything but the semi dark! And it’s nearly always when I’ve been really enjoying the process and pleased with how it’s going.
Oh and knowing when to stop on a figure. Adding something else or fiddling with colours/wash/glaze/pigments and I’ve ruined what was a perfectly good paint job beforehand.
BALM
Also I’ve scratch built some lovely added details on some of my 15mm vehicles, neatly painted them only to find the final assembly means you can’t really see it. I know it’s there though.
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It's catching.
The bleeding stopped so I've given up for the evening. Apparently the long nose pliers right in front of me and been in use all night .Were nolonger suitable for picking up and pushing in the twenty third, freshly cut wire pin of the evening into card. I mean why wouldn't you, when it's worked twenty two time's in a row. Suddenly decided your finger tip is sturdier than the pliers and pre drilled holes. lol
(I have a jar of brushes that say I've not learnt my lesson with super glue.Partly because I work so fast .But more often than not,it's because I'm a twit.((That jar is supposed to be a reminder. ::)))
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Yes. Like forgetting where I have put things all the time.
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I have a phobia about ruining a customer's stuff, fortunately it happens very rarely .. although it sometimes does happen. The follow incidents still cause my face to heat up in shame when I think of them.
Once I was sent a beautiful resin Halfling model from Westfalia, with a separate hand holding a burning torch aloft. Of course, anyone who has ever put together any sort of multi-part kit will recognise the ability of little bits to leap unnaturally from the hand and immediately wink out of our universe into a parallel dimension. That damn hand just leapt from my fingers and went ... somewhere on my floor and I even heard its faint patter as it landed. I literally stripped the entire room and searched in every single box and corner. I've never found it yet and I had to refund Westfalia for the loss of the model.
Similarly I once took delivery of a lovely resin Succubus model, with a very delicate swirly tail. Wow, thinks I, what a delicate ... snap. Like 1mm thin, absolutely no chance of fixing it. I had to return it and massively apologise, then decline an offer to send a replacement because I knew damn well I'd just do the same thing again!
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But have you ever stuck yourself to a model or picked up a hot soldering iron by the wrong end???
Hope it was not your best brush.
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It might be simpler to ask who has -not- stuck themselves to a model?
Though picking up the soldering iron by the wrong end is somewhat ‘overachieving’ :-)
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Never picked up an iron by the wrong end, but I did try to catch a soldering iron that I dropped once…….that hurts :o
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But have you ever stuck yourself to a model...
Just the other day. Figure disappeared and I spent half an hour waterboarding the carpet monster to return it. Gave up and went to pick mi' nose, gave myself a nosebleed from a spear up the snotbox...
at least I found the little bleeder!
:'(
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I have yesterday rebuilt/renewed my home computer, as I deserved it.
This necessitates much cursing to bless the new construct, addition curses levelled at manufacturers and operating system provider, more curses for the insistence I tie said new thing to my online accounts for better integration.. I don't want better integration leave me alone...
this of course leads to the necessary cleaning dusting and tidying of my little study/spare room that has been sacrificed to my "needs"..
I now have a freshly acquired collection of arms, legs, torsos, heads etc, of 28mm scale, most of which I don't remember "pinging off" whatever I was doing. How the vacuum of oblivion never got to them is a mystery. they must have been holding on tightly to the skirting board.
Needless to say to my better half's amazement (or despair its a close call), most of the bits I can identify almost to the sprue/manufacturer/blister pack or box and era of its release, now I just have to put the bits back in each. Maybe paint them one day ::)
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Spend hours working on a model. Everything is perfect. Spray prime said model. See cat hair stuck on the model in the spray paint. Take thumb and smudge away the hair. Now realize you have not only failed to remove the hair, but now also smudged up a spray job and will now need to strip the model, hoping the acetone will not melt the greenstuff/glue/magic that was holding everything together.
Get annoyed, drink a beer, pick up model to frown, and see another hair on it, stuck in the now dried primer.
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Get annoyed, drink a beer, pick up model to frown, and see another hair on it, stuck in the now dried primer.
Drink another beer, pick up the cat...
and strangle it!
>:D
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I like to accidentally drink from the paint water now and then.
Is that gormless? I have no idea what that word actually means....... lol
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I like to accidentally drink from the paint water now and then.
Is that gormless? I have no idea what that word actually means....... lol
Pretty much, but not as gormless...
as mistaking the turps cup for yer tea!
:o
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Gormless?
I ran out of gorms a loooooong time ago. I understand there's some off the coast of California stalled in the hundred ship backlog. But they'll be past their expiration date by the time when they arrive.
IIRC, expired gorms smell worse than fish left out for a similar period of time. Not looking forward to having to clean up the slimy leakage if they actually get delivered. Hoping they don't clear customs.
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Is that gormless? I have no idea what that word actually means....... lol
S’easy - the Colonial Philospher Gump explained it. “Gormless is a as gormless does” :-)
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I once mistook a small ball of brown modelling clay on my painting table for a rogue M&M. That wasn't a pleasant experience.
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I once mistook a small ball of brown modelling clay on my painting table for a rogue M&M. That wasn't a pleasant experience.
If you have a cat, that could have been a lot worse.
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If you have a cat, that could have been a lot worse.
lol That's certainly put it in perspective
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Just like "hopeless" means you have no hope, gormless means you have no gorms.
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I am just hopelessly clumsy. Even as I am thinking "just relax and that part will not..." drop on the floor!
The same figure may be dropped after each piece has been glued on
Just laugh at myself now