I Can Rebuild Him. I Have The Technology.

This past weekend was spent in my happy place.  

I spent most of it building the Six Million Dollar Man model I raved about last week.

It was terrific and I think it came out pretty well.  Even thought it's a "snap-together" model, I glued and puttied all the seams to get a look like my other model work.  The tighter fit on the snap-together seams was actually a problem at times, since the putty would get squeezed out of the joint rather than filling it.  I got there in the end and I'm pretty happy with the build overall.  I took pains to recreate the missing hand and I also cut the "removable panels" to (hopefully) look like his sleeve and pants leg had been ripped to expose the bionics beneath.  

 

A good look at those exposed bionics.

 

One of those hands was custom made this weekend.

 

And I reiterate: "Hoisting the gorilla" is NOT a metaphor.

I think he came out pretty well.  He's taken pride of place in my living room and the other four models from the series will join it when I can find the time to put 'em together.  

It really was a lot of fun and I had a lot of warm, wonderful moments that felt like my Uncle Jim was peering over my shoulder while I worked.

While I can't go back and thank the man for the part he played in making me who I am and who I still strive to be, I can share his my joy at recalling his love with you, dear reader.  I hope you have an Uncle Jim in your life and more importantly that you are an Uncle Jim to someone in yours.