In the attic of my parents home, I found a shoebox full of my old collection of miniatures. They ended there when they moved this year, so there are a couple of not so old minis that I was missing and ended up in there… I mean, they must have been collecting dust for barely a decade. But also found in there the very first miniatures I ever had… dating more like three decades, with my first “paint-jobs” of just a couple of years later, when the White Dwarf magazine started hitting the shelves, bought the first five issues, and then subscribed for long years after… to issue hundred and a lot.
But my introduction had been through the board games Heroquest, first, and then Cruzada Estelar (Space Crusade).
That Marauder Orc shaman riding a Wyvern… Following strict Eavy Metal palette! lol. It was the jewel of my bookcase for many years! I remember I made a short TV appearance showcasing it, at the tender age of twelve, for a kids show called Xabarín Club (still ongoing) The thing costed at least 20£!
You could then swap the cardboard flat wyvern that came with the game box! But I didn’t got to play… I tried to go for orcs, another friend undead, and my best buddy, elves… We couldn’t manage (afford) a playable army by any stretch of the imagination… Although years later I got to play with those Van Saar and the old Necromunda game!
But painting minis I like has been a pleasure that stuck with me since all those years ago, with loooong ass pauses from outbreak to outbreak… A story that if you are reading this it’s most likely familiar to some degree.