Final Form
There are currently two awesome photos of my car that have been taken that, alas, were in a time before my personal plates, the Spider Grille, and Louvres were installed. So whilst awesome, they aren't ~complete~, as such. But now all the visual mods are done any photos can be final.
These are two photos I took in the dying light of yesterday, no editing rather than cropping, and I love the way the red paint glows. I think it really is a beautiful car to behold.
ideaen3d: congratulations, your photos looks amazing!
it's a super custom MX5 Red sports car!
Where did you take the photos?, I would like to post the photos on instagram. The louvers look fantastic! 🙌🌟🔥✌️
Yesterday was a complete and utter shitfight. Much screaming and yelling, and I felt compelled to put as much into the kids for the afternoon as possible to mitigate things. Kim completely and utterly fell apart, and I don't terribly blame her. Coping with Jack every day is a trial. It's tough knowing what to do when things blow up, leave the kids in misery, or leave Kim in misery? I can only be in one place. I ~think~ I balanced it okay. Kim was back to normal by the time we got back from Dad's, and the roller skating adventure of the afternoon drove the morning from Sophie's mind.
And Jack... There is no possible way that a teenage boy can understand the strain he puts on his parents. I had no clue at that age, and I know I'm not the dimmest crayon. Jack, I'm sure, is pretty oblivious how he impacts on others even for a teenage boy. He is so much like his father it's scary, and I wish that my having a part in raising him had had a more tangible result countering that. Kim finds it very triggering, and honestly, it's going to take every bit of my ability to prevent her from tossing him out of home before 18, and I very much doubt I'll be able to prevent it afterwards unless Jack matures considerably. I really hope that something of the unpleasantness of the morning stays with him and helps guide his actions in future. I know Jack doesn't rely on stability like I used to, he's way more resilient, but having experienced it myself, it's not something I wish on any kid. But a part of me fears that it might be exactly what he needs.
I am only taking a guess at the inner turmoil he might be going through at having lost his relationship with Aleshia, whom he had seemed set on being with forever. I expect there is genuine pain there, and I am sympathetic, first heartbreak and all. But she dropped him like a hot potato when he let his public mask slip, and I can't help but think her a sensible girl really.
The other day, at Putty I think, my Brother and I mentioned Wood Elves. I've never been particularly happy with any Wood Elf I've painted in the past, and in fact the Warhammer Quest Elf is the only Warhammer Quest character that I own and did not finish painting. The idea of tackling them with my newest understanding of colour has some appeal, so in a spare moment last week I knocked out this Wardancer draft:
I have no current plans to print or paint this, just starting to test the waters for what might be possible.
These are two photos I took in the dying light of yesterday, no editing rather than cropping, and I love the way the red paint glows. I think it really is a beautiful car to behold.
ideaen3d: congratulations, your photos looks amazing!
it's a super custom MX5 Red sports car!
Where did you take the photos?, I would like to post the photos on instagram. The louvers look fantastic! 🙌🌟🔥✌️
Yesterday was a complete and utter shitfight. Much screaming and yelling, and I felt compelled to put as much into the kids for the afternoon as possible to mitigate things. Kim completely and utterly fell apart, and I don't terribly blame her. Coping with Jack every day is a trial. It's tough knowing what to do when things blow up, leave the kids in misery, or leave Kim in misery? I can only be in one place. I ~think~ I balanced it okay. Kim was back to normal by the time we got back from Dad's, and the roller skating adventure of the afternoon drove the morning from Sophie's mind.
And Jack... There is no possible way that a teenage boy can understand the strain he puts on his parents. I had no clue at that age, and I know I'm not the dimmest crayon. Jack, I'm sure, is pretty oblivious how he impacts on others even for a teenage boy. He is so much like his father it's scary, and I wish that my having a part in raising him had had a more tangible result countering that. Kim finds it very triggering, and honestly, it's going to take every bit of my ability to prevent her from tossing him out of home before 18, and I very much doubt I'll be able to prevent it afterwards unless Jack matures considerably. I really hope that something of the unpleasantness of the morning stays with him and helps guide his actions in future. I know Jack doesn't rely on stability like I used to, he's way more resilient, but having experienced it myself, it's not something I wish on any kid. But a part of me fears that it might be exactly what he needs.
I am only taking a guess at the inner turmoil he might be going through at having lost his relationship with Aleshia, whom he had seemed set on being with forever. I expect there is genuine pain there, and I am sympathetic, first heartbreak and all. But she dropped him like a hot potato when he let his public mask slip, and I can't help but think her a sensible girl really.
The other day, at Putty I think, my Brother and I mentioned Wood Elves. I've never been particularly happy with any Wood Elf I've painted in the past, and in fact the Warhammer Quest Elf is the only Warhammer Quest character that I own and did not finish painting. The idea of tackling them with my newest understanding of colour has some appeal, so in a spare moment last week I knocked out this Wardancer draft:
I have no current plans to print or paint this, just starting to test the waters for what might be possible.