Hurts-Inside

This afternoon I worked on a figure I made a long time ago named Hurts-Inside.  The poem is a deeply personal one for a long time ago.  Suffice to say, every piece of equipment and ever scar on Hurtie represents something from 'that' day.  Anyway, like all cast members, Hurtsie gets changed every so often...

Heres how she started:

 

 

Over the years, she's gained hair (after a fashion), and numerous paint tweaks.  Recently came the biggest upgrade yet, with new equipment, customisation and an eye repaint.  Here's the poem:

 

 

 

A coxcomb for my lovely
 her happiest day alive
 snuff the candle in the evening,
 she would struggle to survive

 

The whiteness of her heart,
 A death's head turning black
 The foxes hanging by the necks
 along the sodden track

 

O come ye demons sing
 hide not the bitter heart
 and wait until the sun is up
 to tear my soul apart

 

The wretched storms begin,
 and into the abyss
 the happy day is ruined
 and I shall not feel his kiss

 

How fleeting is a moment
 to turn life out and in
 yet there is no plan, or scheme to see
 or witness deadly sin

 

I sit, all blood and bone, diseased
 Dying ever thus
 I should just sit and wait my time
 be quiet and without fuss

 

So cherish ever moment
 For life will surely turn
 Without a second glance back
 and in the fires burn

 

 

 

And this is how Hurts Inside looks today:

 

 

The Duchess and the Diselpunks

Only minimum work done today, what with writing, and the pleasures of the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix.

But first of all, a good friend sold me "The Duchess" recently.  She's had some work done to make her fit in with the rest of the dolls here (arms and legs replaced, plus a new neck insert).  Today, the Duchess got her clothing, namely a Miss Fear Dress and Cat-toys tights.  Still to come are the shoes and the holster for her little pistol, and possibly a crossbow.

And next up, Hatrix gets some more upgrades.  Still needs her canaries for the cage yet.  Now she has boots...not exactly on her feet
, but the craftsmanship on her little stockings is so nice that it seemed a shame to cover them.  So she wears them slung around the bottom of her satchel.  I don't know the story of the shackles, but that some of them wear them and others don't. Someday, someone out there will make sense of the Dieselpunks...

And finally, yet more Diselpunks.  Namely Viper the slaver, and Little-sister the slave, who works as one of the minesweepers in the minefields...

 

“With Sunsets vocalist Summer currently in talks with her former bandmates for a reunion, who can forget the images of the Louisiana born rock legend from five ...years ago, looking then rather more supersized than her usual and current svelte shape. Five years ago, the singer’s batshittery knew no limits…at one point the troubled star simply disappeared from her home in Hollywood. Police were called, and kidnap was suspected but Summer reappeared five days later in New York at a Patti Smith gig, apparently high as a kite having hitchhiked across country to get there. Adams sang on stage at Smith’s cajoling nd together they brought the house down.

Now approaching her fortieth birthday and back to her normal slim shape, the band are on the verges of reforming and signing a new deal with Sony.”

 

 

 

Gasmasks and shaved heads

 

New stuff.  Firstly a WIP.  This is Dieselpunk "Hatrix". She will carry a cage of canaries, and obviously need footwear of some sort.  This must be something like the tenth one of these I've done.  The ones that tend to survive being torn apart for spares are the ones with unique clothing.  I have a couple with some fun dresses that were custom made for me, and one in a bodysuit (again custom made).  Everything is weathered, most of them use only discarded parts and experimented on stuff.   

 

 Hatrix is an Alpha body, repainted Triad head, outfit is a mixture of weathered triad/mattel and custom pieces and the rest...coming soon

 

 

 

 

Hillbilly girls with their summer haircuts.  I've always had this theme in my head that follows most of my artwork and figures...twisted beauty I used to call it.  Pretty eyes through the eyeholes of a gasmask, or (like here), beautiful girls with shaved heads.  Things like that.

Girl on the left is a Triad body, customised by Erik Barclay, who also sculpted the head.  Paintwork by me.  Girl on the right is a resculpted and repainted and rebuilt Triad Vanity (all by me).   

 

 

Vale, Hove, Eve and Sham

The cyborgs. 

 

Theres a joke in that name somewhere.  Answers on a postcard please.



 

Meet Vale.  Vale is a cyborg.  A problem solver,  Originally supposed to be a pleasure clone, Vale's biological pattern was diverted to the Cyborg "Destroyer" program after the destruction of prototypes Dhol and Ytaws.  Vale is fitted with many cybernetic upgrades, weapons and systems designed to ensure her survival and maximum effectiveness in a battlefield scenario.  

 

 

 

This is Sham.  Built to the same specs as Vale, Sham is a privateer.  Unlike Vale who will work for the greater good, Sham only works for profit and always for the highest bidder, no matter who it is.  Her mechanical arm is slightly different, more for long range assault and less close quarters combat like the one belonging to her sister Vale

 

 

From left to right:  Rhay, Vale, Eve and Hove.

Rhay is the spare cyborg, constructed as a spare in case Vale ever malfunctions or is destroyed.

Vale

Eve is Vale's clone sister, and an explosives and mine expert

Hove...Hove is different.  Hove is jacked up on all kinds of steroids to make her biologically more resilient and faster even than a cyborg.  Sadly, it resulted in instability, as well as an incurable addiction to meth and chem.  Hove is currently isolated and powered down.  

Doll wise, these are all Triad Vanity based figures.

 

Vale, the star of many adventures with her online friends, came to me broken in the bottom of a box.  Her hips, arms, knees and neck had shattered and broken and her body was stained.  Everything was not only fixed, she was made better, the staining was removed and the green nose syndrome, for a long time a symptom of dolls using this sculpt, has been cured, thanks to a tip from my good friend Tony Mayes.  And she has a giant mechanical arm.  Vale has since survived a scale 40 foot drop onto concerete, and has been overseas to help her friends in multiple adventures.   Hove's body was sculpted specially for me by Triad Toys designer Erik Barclay

so the facebook ban is over, and I can post again.  I think it's done me a favour though, I like this little blog.  No new pictures today, but a couple of oldies from the Alice collection...

 

Maggie Butler grows up...Featuring an Erik Barclay custom body, and a Wildflower doll

 

 

 

 

 

 

I love these guys.  Boobs as big as their heads.  But they're just so damned cute and anime.  The girl on the left is Akiko (eye-key coe), and her sister is Ryoko.  They remind me of Toshi's sister from American dad.  head is from that red Crab figure, fitted to a Phicen body, not without difficulty

 

 

 

 

 

The troublemakers that got me banned from Facebook, despite them being "statues" and clearly allowed.  Both characters form the new book, Skarr the barbarian, the first one is Verna the slave, who later lives to become Varnarok, the God of Norther legend.

And another slavegirl named Bucky.  You'll all have to read the damn book to find out about her. 

 

Verna is a VC head, and rather lovely she is too, on a Phicen body. 

 

 

 

Welcome to my new blog for Custom figures, created art and general action figure custom tomfoolery.  Set up since facebook nudity bots have been causing trouble. 

So anyway, this is Lol, from the novel "Life of Lol"
Lol is a VC head on a Phicen body.  I think the feet are modified Flirty Girl.