Bone ‘ead

When the Imperial hive of Pinguisburg Profundis was destroyed at the whim of the Inquisition for the crime of harbouring a genestealer cult it took Vertraag, an ogryn slave working in the underhive waste disposal sector primus, three months to dig his way to the surface. From there he walked, bewildered and aimless through the

Sneaky Gitz

Last Orktober I wrote a post about the completion of my long running Blood Axe kommando clan. Imagine my surprise when I stumbled across two sneaky gitz who had somehow infiltrated my painting pile from that nefarious eBay!.. In all seriousness, I find that whenever I think I’ve finished one of my collections, my eye

The Great Awakening

A lattice of arcane symbols blaze into life, bathing the smooth blackstone surfaces in a lambent emerald glow. The hum of archaic machinery resonates through the halls before a rhythmical thumping begins. Metal feet, in their thousands, clanging on stone as the phalanxes of soulless automata march in perfect lock-step. Watching on from the shadows

‘appy Orktober Boyz!

It’s the most wonderful time of the WAAAARGHH!!! This Orktober marks the close of my own greenskin project as I have painted the last model for my Blood axe mob. The sneaky gitz of Urrgok Skulldagga’s Kommandos are ardent followers of the mighty God Mork. His ‘brutal kunnin’ is legendary throughout the galaxy and his

Welcome to the jungle!

I have spoken in a previous post (read here) about the system I devised to help me to get more of my wargame projects to completion and having followed it for a year now, it has more than proven its worth. One such project, which started nearly 15 years ago, is my classic metal Catachan

Unnumbered Sons

With the new Warhammer 40k – Imperium magazine out, I am using it as an excuse to expand my budding Adeptus Mechanicus collection and to start two new ones, both the Necrons and Primaris space marines. I racked my brains to decide which chapter to paint my new ‘uber’ marines before I realised that I

Chimera

Years ago, when I still played the unwieldy behemoth that was Warhammer 40k, I had a rather large Imperial Guard army and as part of it I owned no less than six Chimera APCs. They have always had a place in my heart, those sturdy little tanks, many is the time my opponents scoffed at

Ordo Xenos

“The purfidy of the alien is myriad, they understand no alliance, they know not the illumination of the immortal God Emperor. I shall not rest until the galaxy is cleansed of their filthy infestation!” Lord inquisitor Erasmus Van D’CrulleOrdo Xenos Clad in an archaic suit of tactical dreadnaught armour, its life support systems the only

Slay the grey!

I have, like many a hobbyist, acquired  lots of models over the years. Inspiration takes me off to eBay with a head full of dreams of new projects, but unfortunately my crafting speed simply cannot keep up. Even with a 15 month old son to run around after, I had an hour or two every

In the grimdark future…

Cyber-skulls hum lazily through clouds of steam, monotonous litanies droning from their vox-transmitters. Ornately wrought vials of aged glass bubble with a myriad of viscous fluids. A hunched figured, draped with robes of faded crimson, festooned with mechanoid appendages, works diligently at a laboratorium bench. An arachnid squatting in the epicentre of its lair, Magos