I wanted to talk about these two lovely miniatures that I painted over Christmas. How they came about was rather strange in a way and I want to share it.
I will show the miniatures first and then tell of their tale.
The images are darker than I first thought but they will suffice for now. I have also never painted tartan before, so please don’t judge me too harshly.
I painted these for Graham McNeill – that is the McNeill tartan, or thereabouts at least, after a conversation on twitter. I have spoken to him a few times here and there and have always found our conversations to be encouraging and him to be exceptionally pleasant.
So, these two came around after a conversation that went a bit like this:
GMN: (after watching the Outlaw King) I want to write a high fantasy novel with loads of warring factions.
Me: Do it, that sounds amazing.
GMN: Alright, but you’re painting the miniatures to go with it.
Me: Deal, but I want a signed copy.
GMN: Done.
I am paraphrasing of course. My husband then suggested I should paint his tartan on the back and I am loathe to turn down a challenge. These two were selected and painted up and the result is for you all to see. Of course, these miniatures now belong to Graham McNeill; when we meet in person, I will hand them over. I am way too scared to ask for a place to send them, though the prospect of meeting someone you really look up to is also rather terrifying. I will have to try not to run away in a nervous fit of excited energy…
Anyway, I do not expect anything in return, the conversation was pretty tongue-in-cheek after all and I would never impose in that way. I am just pleased that it was remembered and brought some smiles about. I also got to paint some tartan, which was fun!
Heretic Deb! 