‘One day I’ll finish painting all of my armies’ I kept reassuring myself, alternating between guiltily staring at the row upon row of accusingly basecoated Games Workshop miniatures and even more guiltily at my shopping cart full of new models to heap on the pile of Halfords matt white primered shame. After my love affair with 40k ended in a difficult divorce I shipped my miniature offspring off to be someone else’s problem, investing the gains into a new relationship with Operation Icestorm and a Haqqislam starter set, promising myself that, this time, it would be different. This time I would achieve the Holy Grail, a fully painted army to grace the tabletop, distracting opponents from my complete lack of tactical nous and rules knowledge while allowing me to feel superior in defeat. After all, Infinity was a skirmish game, with a low model count, right? Pleased with myself on paper I piously vowed that I would only add to my collection once everything I already owned had received a paintjob. What could possibly go wrong?
Turns out, a lot. After an initial period of abstinence where I restrained from indulging in my hobby addiction, distracting myself by painting my copy of Icestorm, the temptation of the beautiful models proved too much and I launched into an Infinity spending spree that Colleen Rooney would have found gauche, falling off the plastic crack wagon and overdosing on metal models, the bender ending with an empty bank account and boxes of unpainted and often unassembled models.
Redemption could only come from honouring the promise I had made to myself, so, shown the way by Steve at Enfield Gamers, who had proudly posted a pic of his fully painted Nomad force on his awesome blog, I picked up a brush, dipped it into some Abbadon Black, and started painting. I’m no Angel, but they’re done, they don’t look bad from a distance, and I finally have a fully painted [Qapu Khalqi] army! Just a shame I bought another one; ah well, “all have sinned and fallen short”, as they say.
So there you have it, let me know what you think. Hopefully I can keep the ball rolling and get my Neoterrans painted up lickety-split. “I must not buy the Onyx Contact Force, I must not buy…”