I have mentioned on more than one occasion in recent posts that the Plymouth Modelling Club which I joined back in April/May of last year hold an annual club competition at the end of every January. Well this years event took place on Monday and proved to be yet another whole new experience for me. Before going into the competition night in greater detail I thought I would first share with you some personal information.
I am a competitive person. I am also an unsuccessful competitive person. Allow me to elaborate. As a kid and as an adult I was sports mad. I played just about every sport going but at best I was a jack of all trades and a master of none. I won matches but never reached finals. I was ambitious at work but was often overlooked for promotions I felt I deserved. I’ve never won a raffle and gave up playing the lottery years ago. If I gamble I lose. I’m not depressed but I am a realist, I’ve simply learnt to live with the shit the fan of life throws at us all from time to time. I have a lot to be grateful for, not least of all the fact that I am part of fantastic family, have a great home and live in a wonderful part of the country.
The simple truth is there are winners and losers but in reality most of us fluctuate between the two. In the past, like most of us I guess, I’ve been asked if I am a glass half full type of person or a glass half empty person? I tend to reply with the line “there is nothing in my glass at all” just to piss them off! So why mention any of this? Well on Monday I came first in the categories for best single figure and best diorama and am on course, so I’ve been told, to become the clubs Modeller of the Year too.
At this point I’m sure there are some of you who are thinking this is all about blowing my own trumpet but you could not be more wrong. I am of course pleased to have won, particularly having won nothing of any nature in the past but this post is more than that, for me it’s more about my journey as a modeller and coming out of my modelling shell. Since joining the club, exhibiting at a few events and, perhaps the most important of all, starting this blog, I have gained so much more. I had no idea if my work was good or if anyone had the slightest interest in anything I do but it seems that there are a few people out there who are interested and to each of them, thank you.
In the big scheme of things the Plymouth Model Club is small-scale (pun intended). As a group it comprises of no more than 25 people so my achievement needs to be very much kept within this context. However, these people, along with those who are kind enough to follow my blog and comment on my posts are my peers and that in itself is significant. The next question is how does my work rate outside of the club itself? Truth is I have no idea but what I do know is I have the confidence to now to try to find out. I’m not under any illusion, there are way better modellers and painters out there than me and I am in awe of much of the work I see being produced by fellow bloggers and club members. The important thing is not to give up. As a kid my parents always said “if at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again” and that’s the real message of this post.
Below are the photographs of the models I submitted for judging under the single figure and diorama categories. Only one model counted, the one which gained the highest score, in other words you could come first but not second as well. The RAF pilot won the best single figure but in my opinion the Mexican is the better figure and was certainly the tougher paint job. The Mountain Deer Hunt won the best diorama but there was much more work that went into the Wells Fargo Way Station. I would have scored both the other way around but who am I to judge!