Without a doubt, as you would surmise, bringing everything in to the new room was both the best and worst part of the experience. I had forgotten just how much models don't like to be moved; they also don't like 2 year-old boys, either. While moving everything over, I had some models on the floor, where my son discovered them. I thus had a re-modelling project on the table soon afterward. Star Wars models, it turns out, are pretty doggone fragile! Stupid podracer!
Anyways, once things settled down, I was able to look at things and realize that SOMEHOW, SOME WAY, I had been able to do this. After a few years of pondering, I was able to pop it out in a few months of sporadic work, during a rough time with my crummy job, during all kinds of personal obstacles that all seemed to magically appear the moment I began to try to do this. So I guess in the end the moral of the story is, "If something must be done, then no matter what, DO IT."
So here are some pics, along with some captions to explain the madness!
|And finally, I can have my "Ships of the Fleet," all parallel parked above my drawing table. There are 5 Enterprises, a Reliant, a few Klingon cruisers and Bird of Prey, and a Vulcan shuttle.|
|By some miracle, I was able to fit all of this ju- um, I mean stuff into this bookcase. From my very early King Kong customization to my Cylon Raider salvage job, it's all here, all mashed in. Even the Ymir is back out and about.|