How To Make A Junkyard ~and~ Losing The Blogging Bug
I'm not that interested in blogs any more. I like you and I'm very satisfied when I think about all the hilarious and/or talented people I've met since I started blogging, and I DO keep reading & visiting, but I find I not only have less and less to originate here but I also have less and less to contribute to your blog. Now when a person cuts down on their contributions to other blogs the natural thing is that suddenly you lose a lot of readers who were nothing more than "I'll post to you only if you post to me" and that kills about 90% of blogland, I think. So I don't know. What's it for again?
So as we ponder what's Real Life and What Isn't there's a kit I found that takes the "Oh goody goody happy day" toy train engineer and turns him into a fanatic. A raiser. It's a junkyard. And I added a few touches of my own.
First, you remember, our story takes place in 1919. A returning soldier comes home just in time for Christmas. Well so OK, this is America so you know all the posters aren't down yet. I went to the web and found World War One posters, copied and shrunk them down to various sizes.
But no when I say shrink I mean SHRINK.
I kind of hate this next picture because I took it one handed. So it's blurry. But what's happening here is I'm taking a soft board nail file and sanding the BACK of the poster. The reason you do this is because - think - the posters have been out there in Midwestern winters and summers and get weathered. If you took full-color fresh-as-a-daisy posters and plastered them all over your town you get shiny new posters everywhere. But, sorry, it just ain't that-a-way.
So you've got the paper sanded down so you can see through it, and holes have even developed. You go to the fence (btw, this is a fence that came with the kit, but the painting is mine - brown, rust, black and an occasional salty white = a weathered corrugated iron fence. You get the idea). Dab some Elmer's down and then smear it flat just like wallpaper paste. Put your pre-tattered poster up and rub it GENTLY with the edge of a hobby paint brush so that the super-thin thing adhears to the contours of the fence.
Comes up like this. Well no, it comes up exactly like this. A period-correct ad for smoking tobacco...
Now pick the ones you want - including the WWI recruitment poster - and wash/rinse/repeat.
Plan what goes where around a piece of balsa-wood, then glue the fences to the wood to form the floor of the junkyard.
Looks like this, before and after you paint the balsa wood...
After the paint dries (which happens in like three seconds on balsa) coat the "floor" with a liquid adhesive (hobby store guys), and sprinkle a granulated "scenic effect" sand to form... well... you know... dirt.
Add junk, weeds, drip paint by turned-over oil cans, throw stuff on top of dead foliage, and release your inner slob...
Don't worry about the part by the gate. Remember, in this scene we're still going to add a covering of snow over everything during the set-up. The exposed balsa by the gate will be covered with a slight snow drift (see, always thinking) and - if you look above - you will notice pegs on the bottom of the fences... which will be used to stick into the white Styrofoam base that everything will be set on to help make it as snowy ground as possible.
A detail...
Depending how you're viewing, you can make these bigger by clicking on them. Perhaps.
Anyway... moving right along!
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20 Comments:
Even if you only write once/year, I'll continue to lurk and find a little of satisfaction to my love for the '20s on your blog.
And it doesn't matter to me where you contribute or if you even are aware of me still reading or not. I'll always follow you (if I can find where you go to if ever you move)
holy crap. You have no idea how far away you just blew my mind. Where the hell. have. you. been?? I remember you from the early days of blogging.
OK this is officially spooky.
I have been in my feed reader, lurking.
After I kinda blew up several friendships after a private 'online drama' around 2 years ago, I gave up on personal blogging and have only been reading few personal blogs anymore.
I'm not spooky though!
I don't give a crap if somebody visits or comments on my blog or not... if they've got an interesting blog I want to read, I'm going to keep reading.
That being said... my jealousy over these projects of yours is reaching fever pitch. When I was young, I wanted a train set so bad I could taste it... the feeling never went away. Now here you are living my childhood dream... it's kind of hard to take!
But don't stop. :-)
is it my eyes, or did they play with very large marbles in those days?
Wow. I had no idea you were so... crafty.
And by the way, I'm still interested in you, too. And not in a bloggy way. I get it, man. I get it.
I hear ya on the bloggy thing. I decided about six months ago to do it because it entertains me rather than whom else it may entertain. I've been a happier camper since then.
There are only a dozen or so blogs that I automatically visit when I see a new post in my feed reader. Yours is usually one of them. But sometimes not.
Fuck all that...the junkyard is looking sweet. Got a big ole mean dog on a chain for that yard?
dave - well, you know, it'll be up at our house starting around Thanksgiving for a whole month or so and I do make a mean veggie pizza!
gino - we have the answer to your concern. It is called Dullcoat and comes in a spray. Makes "toy" colors like real-life colors. What. You think we didn't already think of this?
Britt - the amount of things you don't know about me could fill a thimble. Er... wait...
earl - I just like the folks who come by because they want to read, not because they're either "obligated" or working on their PR. I guess that's my only real beef. But that dog idea is blowing my mind. You know... they're available. Mwa ha ha. If I get one I'll name him Earl! (yes, I will, because part of the fun is that visitors who come to see the set-up will have a written "tour", and I can tell them the dogs name in that. Oh thanks a lot...)
It looks so good... when I was really young, I always wanted to do stuff like this. Actually, I think the fascination started after watching Beetlejuice? Remember how the husband had the model of their hometown? I always thought that was very cool. The fact that you're doing this with a historical context....well, you cannot begin to imagine how impressed I am.
I know what you mean about the fascination of miniatures. I think I got it from the Museum of Science and Industry here in Chicago, when I was a kid.
What's Beetlejuice?
Looks great!
Hi Gary! Thanks!
Just don't drop off the face of the interwebs completely, OK? I'm pretty sure I'm actually getting to your neck of the woods this fall and I need to be able to find you...
Love the trains at the Museum of Science and Industry.
Agree you need a dog.
Will not stop reading your blog, no matter what anyone says.
you have a blog?
brian - keep in touch & let me know when & what.
poppy - a... dog?
sligo - No. Not me.
I love how this is coming along. You gotta keep blogging at least thru Thanksgiving so we can see how it turns out.
(but I'd still visit anyway)
I hope for Mrs. RW's sake that you also take things that are small and make them bigger.
I followed your blog when I had no clue who wrote it. I still have no clue, so I'll keep reading. I comment only when I have something to say, and expect no more or less from others.
A junkyard dog named Earl. Sweet! Will he be a bug-eyed dog?
Chicago isn't that far away. We may just have to make a road trip this year.
cap - that may be all that's here but ok!
avi - small?
steph - why no. No it isn't far. It's actually just two states away if you look at it.
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