It starts with a cockpit, er- a playlist...
I just finished putting one together. I cal it “More cock in your rock.” I’ve got Quiet Riot and Bon Jovi on there, Mötley Crüe, The Cult, Skid Row, Guns N‘ Roses, and Warrant. I figure it like this, if I’m going to build an airplane and weather it absolutely filthy, then I shall listen to the filthiest rock n roll I can think of on while I do it. Bruce, John, et-al- if you can think of any songs that girls with obviously bleached-out hair would dance to at a bar in a small town near an oil field, by all means make suggestions.
OKAY, so, it starts with a playlist, *then* a cockpit, oh wait- I need a statement of purpose.
I never thought about any of this stuff when I started modeling. It wasn’t until I crash-landed here and started watching what all you guys do, that I thought about what I want to accomplish with my models.
That last Emil I did I’m particularly proud of. I learned a lot throughout the course of that build. But when I built it, I wasn’t necessarily thinking about what I want to accomplish beyond, well, “Not dropping the damn thing and breaking it.” That all changed when I started my Stuka and it coalesced when I finished building and weathering the engine.
What I’m shooting for, here, is riding the razor’s edge that exists between making and finishing a model which is dramatic and compelling from an artistic point of view, and which also looks
real. Does that make sense? I think I started zeroing in on that, with the Stuka engine. And when I build and finish that aircraft, I’ll be operating with that mentality. Same goes for this here Corsair.
They’ll both be weathered. The Stuka rather heavily, and this aircraft even more-so.
I’m still reading Adolf Galland’s autobiography in preparation for my next Emil build of his. That’ll happen after these two aircraft are complete. I’m enjoying reading his thoughts on how the German High Command handles the battles on the Eastern Front. The Stuka will reflect that.
As to this Corsair, I’ve been reading-up on the battles in the Pacific. That fascinates me, too. A pal of mine had an uncle who was an Ace Corsair pilot. He’s been speaking to me extensively about it. The man was 22 when he was a pilot. He was out there splashing Zeros every day. Awesome. This one will be weathered heavily. And I intend to build her wings-down, not up.
Okay, well, I have a few meetings to do this morning. No problem. I’ll crack the kit open on my lunch break and get started.