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I've uploaded a whole bunch of my best (favourite) miniatures and a peak at what I'm working on now, It may take a while to get tiriel finished i havent done any painting for days.
 
http://blog.coolminiornot.com/tomusannonymous/photo_id/390/miniatures.html
check it out =)

Welcome to my blog =P
I'll be posting pics of some of my minis soon, i just need a good camera
I'll also take some pics of my WIP dungeon for super dungeon explorers (releases oct 11)

There will be no more sunrises, no days, no hours or minutes.Near the horizon it is always less bright, while in the region immediately around the sun it is more or less yellow. All the things you collected, whether treasured or forgotten,will pass to someone else.The reason of this is that near the horizon we look through a very great thickness of the lower atmosphere, which is full of the larger dust particles reflecting white light, and this diluter the pure blue of the higher atmosphere seen ...

Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.was the most celebrated troublemaker in his town. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.Teachers literally cringed when they saw his name posted on their classroom lists for the next semester. The window ...

she was unable to walk and her movement was restricted in other ways as well.My dog, Tippy, ran past me. the doctors did not hold out much hope of her ever recovering from this illness.What’s your big hurry. They predicted she'd spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. I wondered, annoyed. They said that few, if any, were able to come back to normal after contracting this disease.It wasn’t like he was late for the school bus like I was. the little girl was undaunted.When he got to ...

Were some thoughts pushed below the surface, allowed to be changed with time, perhaps to be forgotten forever.She has lost 15 pounds and looks like a cover girl. How many “I love you’s” went unsaid that would have healed an aching heart. ""I'm young again!"" she shouts exuberantly. As with sleep, you cannot store them and build a reserve to tap into at a later date. As my friend raves on about her new love, I've taken a good look at my old one. Their power, ...

The city of Florence eats, sleeps and breathes art."Love.. Examples of man's artistic genius stand on nearly every street.what is love. Dozens of museums and art shops wait to be explored. A lot of people shared their views to what Love really is, or at least what Love is in their eyes. Florence, Italy, is an art lover's paradise.Perhaps love is just an illusion. During the Renaissance (or ""Rebirth"" of art), Florence was a paradise for artists themselves.A strong illusion, ...

¡¡I thought, well...that's a wife for you. She aroused us to shouting, bookwaving discussions.I guess, the children will remember. She had the noisiest class in school and she didn’t even seem to know it.Then, thechildren came into breakfast, but, they didn'tsay a word. ¡¡¡¡When I started to the office, I was feeling pretty low and despondent. We could never stick to the subject.As I walked into myoffice, my secretary Janet said, ""Good morning,Boss, happy birthday."" ...