Mister Salty

It’s been a while since I’ve shared any photos of small, stupid things, so here’s an unsatisfying morsel (or three) to chew on before I go do weekend-y things. Let’s start with an upcoming project.

Thrift stores, neighborhood groups and online marketplaces are great sources of old, cheap miniature houses, and this week I acquired one I’m excited to build once the lighthouse is complete. It’s a 32-year-old shell kit, which means it contains only the structure; windows, doors, siding, and anything else needed to finish its exterior will have to be sourced separately.

Mainly I was looking for something modest and inexpensive to serve as 1:12 practice before tackling Crankenstein’s cabin. Finding a blank canvas like this that was made by Real Good Toys, a company I trust, really put it over the top. The name didn’t hurt, either.

These are 1:12 Pete and Basil items (some would call Pete a bit salty), and there’s not much more where that came from because my recent miniature purchases have mostly been furniture kits or diorama building materials. Madam Basilova’s turban was one notable exception, but I’ll wait for a special occasion to unveil that.

Finally, I’ve not entirely soured on Pride; this year I decided to celebrate it with a joke toy from Retro Gimmick that I knew Crankenstein would find equally funny. Daniel’s work often amuses me (see: Thigh-High Johnny Cash, Cayleigh the Empath, Quentin Tarantino’s Foot Fetish, Garth Brooks as a serial killer, etc.) and there’s a trashy horror movie commission I hope to send his way next year.

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