Sonic Sledgehammer

@sonicsledgehammer.bsky.social

I'm that 'How I Paint Things' guy! Wargamer of all stripes. I retweet myself for weird timezones. https://www.youtube.com/sonicsledgehammerstudio

It does still surprise me that people get so bent out of shape over the four seconds in each video where I say 'Hello and welcome to a very special How I Paint Things.' My guy. The rest of the 30s to a minute of intro are usually what the miniature is, where to find it, or similar. Relax.

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There he goes. My granddad, Kevin. 1943-2026. We used to joke there was never any good photos of him smiling; even in his old Ministry of Transport uniform he looked like the photographer had a knife. Not a humourless bloke, he just hated being in the spotlight. I'm gonna miss him.

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This is still one of the coolest things my brain has done that I wasn't trying to learn. Predatory monetization tactics are now treated as negative emotional manipulation, meaning they're such an absolute deal breaker that they completely *reset* any value I had once perceived from the experience.

Leiracal@leiracal.bsky.social · 2d ago

OW was the title that broke my FOMO response. They switched to cash-shop exclusives so aggressively in the OW2 era that my brain recalibrated FOMO to oppositional defiance. I can't have most new content? Then I don't care about *any* of it, including my existing collection and the game itself.

Come find me this October at CRITCON in Portland, OR, where I'll be manning the Brush Wielders Union table all weekend. I'll also be giving my presentation, Quantity is its Own Quality, on painting whole wargaming armies for play, not display. Only $15 dollarydoos! #warhammer #warhammercommunity

Quantity is its Own Quality - Painting Wargaming Armies for Play — CRITCON

October 25th, 9am-11am A presentation on painting wargaming armies/collections for play. This ~75 minute seminar discusses the fundamentals of batch painting and other techniques helpful for getting...

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There he goes. My granddad, Kevin. 1943-2026. We used to joke there was never any good photos of him smiling; even in his old Ministry of Transport uniform he looked like the photographer had a knife. Not a humourless bloke, he just hated being in the spotlight. I'm gonna miss him.

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