The Burgomeister woke up, sweating, breath hoarse in his throat, ragged, panting. For the third night in a row, some horror in the night had awoken him. His fat wife snored, fitfully, beside him. A cold, high, piping child's voice that had ripped through his dreams and threw him, wet and mewling into the cold night air.
"Flies, flies, eat up his eyes. The Burgomeister's eyes crawling with flies!"
He clutched his chest, breathing ragged. But then he heard it, outside in the night. Beyond the village.
A hoarse, grunting; a rough barking. And a liquid, retching coughing.
Something was coming.
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These two were, again, relatively simple. The idea of the Fire Thrower was to create something that looked like an arc of vomit. The build was very simple and the only scultping was the bile on a wire armature.
The Beast Tamer was slightly more involved: the chap himself was more or less a straight build from the Empire State Troops box. The two beasts though, representing people who had been caught by the show but without the talent to become a performer, were more or less sculpted from scratch apart from the heads and hands.
The inspiration for this particular peice lies far back in the mists of time. I remmeber seeing the slann warbeast and handlers in a long ago White Dwarf, in this exact picture:
I even bought the blister pack; but I couldn't make little dioramas like that, back then. The influence on this piece is, I think, obvious.
The painting was, as with the rest of this little project, all washes and glazes.
Again, I'm very happy with how these have come out. Now there's only the Travelling Show itself to go.
This is the stuff of nightmares, absolutely brilliant and imaginative creations.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sir. Only the centrepiece left and the project is done!
DeleteTwisted, but impressive! This is going to be quite an assemblage all together.
ReplyDelete'Twisted but impressive' is more or less what I was aiming for!
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