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Name: Monstro
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"Behind the intials was a metaphor, a delirium tremens, a trembling unfurrowing of the mind's plowshare. The saint whose water can light lamps, the clairovoyant whose lapse in recall is the breath of God, the true paranoid for whom all is organized in spheres joyful or threatening about the central pulse of himself, the dreamer whose puns probe ancient fetid shafts and tunnels of truth all act in the same special relevance to the word, or whatever it is the word is there, buffering, to protect us from." Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49

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Monday, September 06, 2004

Gallery

Well, I have somewhere in the neighborhood of 100 Eldar, and so every now and again I like to paint one or two of them. Actually, the eldar are my most painted army. I must have gotten a bur up my butt at some point. Anyways, this is known as a Fire Dragon Exarch:



Aint he cool. I painted him yesterday (I blogged while the paint was drying).

posted by Monstro | 8:45 AM  

1 Comments:

Avram Hooknoobie, Grand Muck of All That is Writ said...

He is cool. Do you sing "Here come the jesters" as the spectre of their blinding orange and green visages blind unlucky foes? Nice snow too.

1:26 PM  

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