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Build something with the intention of photographing it. After you have photographed it disassemble whatever it is that you created.
— Dan Winters
Well overall 2019 wasn't a bad year as build goes, as I even forgot to add 2 builds here XD One being a Tan version of my 88 and the other a variant on the Obice da 100/17 Mod. 14.
Still real life did kick in at some point and I more or less disappeared it feels here for the time being, I hope this will become less overtime as I have been slowly starting to messing around with LEGO again.
Well here is to the new year and all the awesome builds that may follow~
Built by Walter Klepzig in 1928, Klepzig Mill sits on a rocky outcrop overlooking shut-ins on Rocky Creek in Shannon County, Missouri. Klepzig purchased the land in 1912 for $5.50 per acre. The son of a Prussian German immigrant, Klepzig sawed logs into boards to build this small turbine mill and nearby out-buildings. Klepzig was also known to routinely save "good boards" for use in constructing coffins for his neighbors. He was one of the first in the area to introduce both barbed and woven wire fences and to raise a refined breed of milking cow. With the mill running at times at full capacity and his progressive agricultural methods, Klepzig and his family enjoyed some degree of prosperity. The family was reported to have purchased the first radio in the county. They often shared their prosperity by grinding corn for neighbors who were “on starvation.”
Walter Klepzig picked one of the most beautiful spots in the rugged Missouri Ozarks to build his mill. Isolated in a narrow gorge between two high bluffs rising up to 1140 feet, with Buzzard Mountain on one side and Mill Mountain on the other, the Mill is located just off of a ten-foot wide dirt road. Below the mill, Rocky Creek tumbles through a series of waterfalls and pools formed by igneous rock as it travels eventually to join the Current River several miles downstream.
The Mill itself is not much to look at. The very simple building houses one room with portions of the millworks still inside. The Mill is made from plain wooden boards, the scrap metal hinge from the hood of a Model "A" Ford truck, and an old corrugated iron roof. In addition to the doorway, one window punctuates each of the east and west walls. The Mill is located in a spectacular setting, clinging to the rocky south bank of Rocky Creek surrounded by the rhyolite rock of the "shut-in" canyon. Shut-ins occur when a stream is “shut in” to a narrow canyon-like valley. The stream flows through softer sedimentary bedrock materials such as dolomite or sandstone, but encounters more resistant igneous rock, thus forming waterfalls and pools.
In addition to the mill building, a small springhouse, chicken laying house and smokehouse are still standing. However, fires have destroyed all but the concrete foundations of the 1 ½ story Klepzig House and 2 ½ story barn that once stood nearby.
Klepzig Mill is located in the Ozark National Scenic Riverways near Eminence, Missouri, and is on the National Register of Historic Places. It was acquired by the National Park Service in 1974. The mill structure has been partially restored by the Parks Service over the years. According to its registration with the National Register of Historic Places: “Standing at the Klepzig mill or house site today, one will see in any direction essentially the same vista viewed in 1930.” The landscape today is “substantially unchanged since the years of the mill’s operation.”
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Five. Five men left. We began this assault with 15 men, and only five were left. But with all the seppies were throwing at us, we weren't going to last much longer.
What I was able to do with ease before now took everything I had to accomplish. We hadn’t moved 10 feet away from the trandosian’s corpse, and I could barely stand. I couldn’t move. With each stride, a new level of pain was reached. My knees were closing in on me. Each toe stung and each touch brought a jolt of pain, eventually immobilizing me. I collapsed on the floor. I couldn’t breathe. Pain. Scar advanced towards me, drizzling the remaining bacta on my wound, molding a glue-like layer of skin above the gash. Helping me up, and reinforcing my steps. Brothers. We were off again. For the republic.
Limping through the corridors, we eventually spotted our target, the main fuel lines powering the base. We equipped ourselves with the remaining jump-packs, and gilded towards the reactor. The mission, No, the war was almost over. I could feel it. It had to be. Suddenly, a massive, cortosis covered beast lumbered into position and opened fire. A flurry of blaster bolts sliced through the air, one landing on my jump-pack. Steam from the exhaust propelled me at minacious speeds, ramming me into a ventilation port. Pain engulfed me. A deafening ring poured into my ears. I couldn’t see. blood emanated from my shattered helmet. I was dying. And a b1 was heading straight towards me.
Two, no, fifty blaster shots. A shriek. Regret. Was I dead? No. But I was about to be. I had to move. Attempting to shift my position, I forced my rifle to the ground, struggling to hoist myself up. Then blaster fire. One shot missing me, one finding its way to my helmet. I fell to the ground. But I wasn’t dead. My pistols. My arm stretched to my hip, nearly tearing me in half. The weapon was pried from it’s holster, and I fired a single shot. That was all that I needed. The b1 fell limb to the floor, dropping it’s blaster onto a perch. Relief. Thank the cortosis plating.
I glanced at the massive b3 ultra droid, standing over the body of my brother. His death would not be in vein. But he wasn’t the only problem. An anti personnel turret, firing on my men, my brothers. And a horde of b1’s. I knew what needed to be done.
“Trooper! Get out of here!”
His head turned, midair, and was suddenly blasted by the ultra droid. He then plummeted to the ground, while I watched in shock. I knew what I had to do. A single tear slid down my face as i lifted off, I lifted off my helmet. I reached towards my belt, pain surging through my armor. I Inched over towards the hulking beast. Too many white husks lying on the floor caught my eye. My brothers were dead. Taken from me. I had lost everything. I was lost.
“GET OVER HERE YA LOUSY CLANKA!”
The b3 strided towards me, firing two shots, both burning their way through my armor onto my skin, melting my bones in my leg. I shrieked, pressing the button and priming the detonator. And I crawled closer to the fuel line. I waited for it all to end. One beep. Then, a blinding white glow. A deafening screech, and more pain than I’d ever felt.
The mission.
The nightmares.
My brothers.
Then peace.
For the republic.
I usually post the tablescrap build before the diorama so here's a profile pic for those who've asked for it. All the buffaloes in the diorama were built the same way and just used different colors for variety.
Good luck on building your own!
Build something with the intention of photographing it. After you have photographed it disassemble whatever it is that you created.
— Dan Winters
Sorry for the build spam earlier. Anyways:
Two-Face Thug
Riddler Rocketeer
Harley Quinn Heavy Infantry
Clayface Clay Creature
Enjoy the figs!
CCEE 2016 - Battle of Takodana (part of a collaborative build -
see album for more details) flic.kr/s/aHskEEwjWe
We decided to do another Star Wars themed display at Comic Expo this year, due in part to the recent release of the new Star Wars movie (The Force Awakens), and the fact that we had recently done a large Mos Eisley display for the North Hill Center show. We settled on two collaborative displays - we reused the Mos Eisley display and created a new display of the Battle of Takodana from Force Awakens.
I had not contributed to the Mos Eisley display, but I chose to build the Kylo Ren vs. Rey scene in the forest on Takodana for part of the collab display. I enjoyed building my forest (as always), and it fit together quite well with the rest of the Takodana display, even though I never saw the other parts in person. Unfortunately I was at the hospital having surgery the weekend of the show so I couldn't attend, but I had other people take pics (which I have posted here - sorry some are blurry).
Wounded, captured and forced to build a weapon by his enemies, billionaire industrialist Tony Stark instead created an advanced suit of armor to save his life and escape captivity. Now with a new outlook on life, Tony uses his money and intelligence to make the world a safer, better place as Iron Man.
You can find Iron Man at Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum in New York's Times Square. It's a great place to spend a few hours!
EXPLORED on January 31, 2016 #310
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I always wanted to use the 5.1mm Muji/LEGO hole punch. This set was only released in Japan and encouraged people to use the hole punch with LEGO - making any sheet of paper or even fabric legal within a build.
The structures for the dice were built very quickly from the transparent 42445 bar element that I bought from the LEGO store in a whole PAB box.
From there, days of work to work out the papercraft shapes and numbers, hand cutting each one and gluing the numbers down before studding them into the frames.
The past is beneath your feet;
here, you can create the future.
Think wider than your mind,
dream bigger than your world,
and build faster than you sink.
The new journey starts here.
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Just dancing around a few scooby siblings. This was such a fun day. :D
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I wanted to build a system figure in the style of the mecha from Evangelion, and I think I did pretty well. He just did not want to stand up, and that's why there is the wooden drawer as the background.
This is a LONG one, so don't feel any obligation to read below. It's no big deal, just our friendship hangs in the balance.
It started off innocuously enough. A trip to the coast hosted by the Turners had been a much anticipated gem on the calendar for several weeks, and the promise of relatively dry conditions put a little extra spring in my accelerator foot crossing the coastal mountain range. It turned out our buddy Andrew was going to be at the coast as well, so a little coordination was sure to yield some good times. Don't all stories of death and terror start out just so?
We settled into our shooting positions around these rocks, and took stock of the ripening conditions, senses tingling with anticipation. If you think this sunset was pretty good, you should have seen it off to the right! Unfortunately, my standard comp scramble to find something in that direction yielded the usual, trash-able results.
As I hadn't shot in about a month, I attributed my sunset-panic-flounder to lack of practice. Warmups out of the way, my confidence was swelling the next morning as we tumbled down 101 in the dark to meet Andrew at Yachats, where he had some channels to show us. The slowly brightening world quickly squashed any hopes of a colorful sunrise, but a scramble down the 30 foot, steep, boulder wall was definitely in order. If nothing else, this would be a fantastic opportunity to scout some future locations. After playing "wave dodge" with varying degrees of success, I was taken with the water plumes ripping off the tops of the waves in the strong offshore winds. The better vantage point was definitely above.
As I grappled up the rocks, I marveled at the feat of engineering and erosion control that these rather massive boulders represent. I don't know how successful they will be at holding back the unrelenting sea, but it looked like a heck of a try.
Finally an opportunity to mount the 70-200! Such a trusty lens.... sharp as a tack, epic build quality. Using it makes me feel manly. Feeling my fingers go numb in the frigid windchill instantly clubs that manly feeling over the head, and after mounting camera, lens, and tripod I went back into my camera bag for my polarizer.
Out of the corner of my eye, I detected motion. Instinct and cat-like reflexes took over. Well, at my weight, it's more of a cow-like reflex, but it WAS instantaneous. Unfortunately, that instinct was to flinch, duck, and cover my head, much as I've done in the cockpit when a bird or some poor kid's balloon goes whizzing by the cockpit window at 300 mph. I uncovered my eyes just enough to watch the graceful arc of my camera lifting off like the Space Shuttle and heading out over the cliff in a silent, perfectly parabolic arc.
I've seen this before, having watched Kevin McNeal's camera sail off Rowena and smash into a million pieces on the rocks below.
A gruesome fact: by far the most common last word recorded on airplane cockpit voice recorders that crash is "SH&T". That cold January morning, I learned what I will say if ever faced with a major crisis. I said three "SH&T"'s, one for each boulder I watched my camera gear bounce off of before coming to rest 25 feet below on the rocks. Andrew heard it bounce.
Frantically scrambling down the cliff, I let out a constant gale of expletives at the murderous winds that had taken the life of my Canon 5D II, Canon 70-200L, Gitzo 1325 Tripod, and BRAND NEW RRS BH-55 Ballhead. I don't even want to think about doing the math to calculate how much money we are talking about here.
Are you ready for this? It lives. I don't know how, and I don't know why, but my camera gear is in one piece. There are a few scratches and dings, and one scrape on the element of my lens, but somehow the L-Bracket on my camera and my tripod took the brunt of the shock force trauma. If you had witnessed the massacre, you would have bet me $1 Million that it would be in pieces on the rocks below. I'm telling you, it was a religious experience. Talk about a tough camera!! Way to go Canon!!
The cynic in me says that the inner workings of my camera are hanging on JUST long enough to get me out to some remote corner of Death Valley before they give me a cackle, a thump, and then die.
I guess I'm not supposed to put my website address here, so it's in My Profile if anyone cares.
A small monastry (yeah, one of my favorite buildings) build for CCC XXII, category Studly Builds.
A fun challenge to still build a nice medieval scene without tiles and curved slopes.
Few days ago I saw PleaseYesPlease's fantastic VW T1 Single Cab and loved it. I always wanted to build one, but this last weekend got me really motivated when I saw this Volkswide by Robert Design.
I tried to capture the overall shape and with my limited teal parts I like how it turned out. Will definitely modify it more in future, once I got the right parts. Usually all my car build attempts fail, but this one I'll keep :)
In 1894 it was decided to build a railway between Christiania(now Oslo) and Bergen strait crossing the mountains. It was to become the most challenging railroad project in Europe at that time. Before the work on the railroad itself could begin, a road to bring in materials had to be build. The transports started from Voss, Flåm and Geilo and during the summer season hundreds of horses with goods traveled daily into the mountains. Approximately 2400 men were busy building the railroad. Most of the workers were foreigner and were called Rallar. The word has swedish origin and means wheelbarrow, but in Norway it was used as a common name on freelance construction workers. The railroad (Bergensbanen) was officially opened by King Haakon on 27th of november 1909. 493 km long, with 73 km of tunnels divided on 182 tunnels. Today the construction road bear the name Rallarvegen as in "The construction workers road" and is a very popular bicycle og hiking road.
From this view you can see part of this road and with a couple of cyclists on it. We are now about 10km into the mountains with only 72km left. And the rain was on it's way.
CSX Y202 builds a train at Leewood Yard in North Memphis with engines CSX 5339, CSX 863 & BNSF 9811 for power.
7500px x 4790px. 25in x 15.967in. 300ppi.
This weeks song is "Build" and is the third song on Healy's Unwind album. For this photo I used the line "Venus like other lands." I took this at the McKormick Ranch RailRoad park because I wanted to use an open feild so that I could shoot with as wide of a lens as possible. This photo fits into my concentration because it shows a surreal world and it uses similar editing techniques (lightroom sliders and curves) that I have previously used. To edit my image I layered the same image three time and rotated two of them 90 degrees (clockwise and counterclockwise). From there I used the pen tool to select and mask the section near the bottom middle so that I could get it to look as if the world was collapsing or turing (an inception based idea). From there on out I mainly focused on some shadow and lighting adjustments and added the sun flare with the render tool and the birds were a brush which I downloaded online.
“More wine son! Don’t be shy, we are celebrating after all!”
It seemed Baron Locklear possessed not the capability for an ‘inside voice’. He was already on his second glass and feeling its effects, although the former northerner showed no outward signs. “The new lands will be ours for the taking soon enough!” Locklear turned to face the visiting councilman Captain Ramsey, who currently held the Baron’s ear in all things New Roawia. “Oh cheer up Ramsey, the our new ally Ivanovich and his pet are just what we needed to turn the tides in our favor.” He guffawed at his obvious pun, and Captain Ramsey humored him a strained smile.
“While I agree with my lord Baron, I feel I must remind you that Lenfald is still colonizing the isles unopposed. As we capture ships, they capture the unknown wealth of the islands,” He sipped from his wine to allow the point to take hold. “I wish to submit my proposal to you once again, we must al---”
“Enough!” Locklear interrupted. His face suddenly cold and commanding. “I am mulling over your plan. Your ability to make the most out of any situation is why you are here enjoying my best vintage and the luxury of my summer home. But do not overstep yourself.” It was the Barons turn to pause for effect. Locklear’s face turned once again to a grin and he barked a hearty--if not heartful--laugh. “Come! Join my family in the garden.”
He led him to the garden with a hand around his shoulders like old friends. Out of the side of his mouth he spoke in a hushed tone to the veteran pirate, “Ill tell you what Ramsey, convince my wife of this plan and we shall talk...”
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Independence Hall - Philadelphia
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Clothing-
Shirt: Villena - Sheer Ruffle Top
Jacket: Villena - Vinyl Puffer
Skirt: evani. - Millena Skirt
Tights: Villena - Fishnet tights
Shoes: REIGN - ROGUE Stomper Plats
Accessories -
Handcuffs: Villena - Handcuffs
Choker: Villena - Sheer Choker
Waist Bag: evani. - Milena
Body -
Head: Catwa - Lona
Body: Belleza - Freya
Skin: Pumec - Dasha (January)
Eyes: {S0NG} Misu
Hair: DOUX - Air
Nails: Astralia - Stiletto
Background -
Photoset: FOXCITY - Choices GG12-17 (Group Gift)
So it's my first ever modular MOC. I never own any mofular set so I decided to try and build one. With pawnshop downstairs and super exclusive party apartment upstairs it's a perfect place to live.