Well, it’s no fun to be the part of this group and keep everything under the wraps. I guess I will have to reveal at least one side of the scene I plan to make.

As a thematic companion to my Game of Tupolev, here’s our beloved antagonist… the man with the plan… well, he used to be a man… now, he’s the silent one... the one who wins every staring contest… the one with most followers on any social platform in the North… All singing, all dancing: The Night King!

You have three guesses to come up with the kit I’ll be using for this model.

I never painted a figure before!
Well I did, the driver of my 1:72 MAZ 537. But I expect this to be a different sort of thing here… Definitely no need for skin tone shading…

There you go, one side of the mystery revealed. Happy now David? The other side remains in the dark… for now…

Did I say I never painted a figure before?

Cheers,
Aleks

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I really have high hopes for our blue-eyed fella in the final season.

The narrative of GoTh started converging to the good vs. bad cliché that is quite out of tune with its many-faceted Machiavellian roots. I am confident R.R. Martin has some more interesting ending in mind and there are also various clues throughout the series that it is so.

I think the only true King has the crown growing on his head.

Now, about his companion in my story… this is the part still in the black.
The clue is in the title and when I finish this figure, I’ll reveal the rest. 😉

Cheers,
Aleks

The King is dead! Long live the King!

The most patient person beyond the wall. Well, the Wall is no more… so just the most patient and determined one - full point. Night King would be an awesome scale modeller.

So deliberate at the Massacre of Hardhome; on his wrinkled face there was almost a hint of amusement as John Snow reduced one of his vassals to icicles. “So, the pretty one has a blade that can cut. Hmm, I guess I ought to collect that dragon after all…” Does he know it all, or he enjoys the trill of chance? Standing there on the icy shores of the Wildling village, with raised arms he commits all the slain to his cause. Amazing moment!

Speaking of that wrinkled face, after watching many a YouTube tutorials on skin-tone blending, highlights and shadows and realistic eye-ball painting, I was non the wiser. He doesn’t have whites of the eyes, his face structure doesn’t allow for any of the usual tricks with the brush to work and his cheeks wouldn’t blush even if Khaleesi dropped her robes in front of him.

So here’s my first 1:16 head, painted mostly in shades of grey. I will be more comfortable with his armour, where I can use some of the skills I already have…

Being an injection-plastic kit, there IS some assembly required. Apart from his scull being a three-piece joint, the fingers on both hands are cast separately and there is some work to be done before they are seamlessly blended with the rest of the arms.

Winter is coming!
Aleks

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Aleks @asekular, A most excellent way to start! I cannot speak much of GoTh, sadly I haven't had the chance to follow it, but I get the gist of it. I'm liking what I'm seeing so far of the work and will be following. The Hodor brought a smile to my face. Mother had to utilize a cane the last few years of her live and sometimes relied on an electric scooter. She loved to go to Las Vegas, a lot! She had me make her door stops for when she was out there to ease getting in and out of her room. She would end up forgetting about them and come home without so I would have to make her a new one. I finally cut up a dozen of them and gave her a little stash to keep at home.

Looking forward to what is to come.

Amazing work!

Thank David and Michel!
So David, you think that the Bran / Night King theory holds water? I am still hopeful that the end will bring something that no-one thought of...
I was planing to finish NK before the month ends, but this ain't happenin‘. The next deadline (to blow) is the beginning of the Season 8 in April...
Cheers,
Aleks

“Oh, my sweet summer child, what do you know of fear?

Fear is for the winter, my little lord, when the snows fall a hundred feet deep and the ice wind comes howling out of the North.

Fear is for the long night, when the sun hides its face for years at a time, and little children are born and live and die all in darkness while the direwolves grow gaunt and hungry, and the white walkers move through the woods…”

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“For the night is dark and full of terrors”

How in the name of the Seven did I miss this? Ah, Aleks, this is wonderful. In a dark, twisted, grim sort of wonderful.

A fitting tribute just exactly at the right time.