Author: Iron Modeler

  • A trip to the hobby shop, Part 1

    When I was a kid, we went to the hobby shop exactly once a year.  The purpose of the trip was to buy one of those paper mats with fake grass on them, so we could wrap a 4X8 sheet of plywood for the requisite electric train under the Christmas Tree.  There was a shop about 30 minutes from the house–the now defunct Universal Hobbies on State Road 7 and Broward Boulevard–so we went there and spent maybe 10 minutes from the time we opened the door until the transaction was completed.

    Fast forward to about 1981.  I was in my full-on "serious" modeler mode, having recently discovered modeling magazines in whose articles the authors discussed such exotic materials such as putty, airbrushes, and decal solvents.  Well, the K-Mart didn't have any of that stuff, so I'd beg a ride to the hobby shop.  They had some of the stuff I was looking for, but none of the kits I wanted.  My mother mentioned that she worked around the corner from another hobby shop, but it was further away from the house.  I just got my ticket to drive, so I took a trip one summer day.  It wasn't too much further from the house, and had lots of stuff packed into a little space.  I had discovered Warrick Custom Hobbies in the Twin Oaks Center on Davie Boulevard, and it wasn't too long before I became a regular.

    Remember the stash I wrote about a week ago?  Well, the roots of that stash go back to 1982 and Warrick Custom Hobbies.  Looking through the stacks in search of an Otaki 1/48 F4U Corsair kit–a kit that was, at the time, my Holy Grail–I noted another oddity.  It was a Life-Like kit in my favored 1/48 scale of the Gloster Gladiator.  Asking around, I discovered it was initially released by a company called Inpact some years before.  It was fairly cheap (maybe $3 by the time the Governor got his cut), so I bought it.  Once home, I quickly botched the build, so I went back and bought a second–the only one left on the shelf.  That kit was stashed in my desk drawer, waiting for the time when my skills were such that I could do the kit justice.  I still have the kit, and my skills are certainly developed enough to do a nice job–but in the meantime, another company has released a better, more modern kit of the same airplane.  To be sure, I will keep the Life-Like kit, if for nothing more than nostalgia purposes.  I may even build it–the fact that it was old enough to vote when I first bought it belies the fact that it exhibits a good amount of fidelity to the original, it just needs some of the now-expected fine details not present in kits from the day. 

    Oh, and that Corsair?  I found one a few weeks later, built it, botched the paint job beyone salvage, and went to the shop and bought a second.  That one got completed to my satisfaction and remained in my collection for a good many years, until it got broken during a move.  Of course, since then we've seen much newer and much nicer kits arrive on the scene, much like the Gladiator kit.

    Once I went to college, I couldn't frequent the shop as often as I did during that summer.  I would, though, visit on those weekends when I travelled home, and I would usually find something to purchase.  Some, I would build during that semester in school, others would join the Gladiator in the desk drawer.  Being on the six-year plan (two studying Aero Engineering and four with Aero Studies with an Avionics concentration) meant that I may have visited the shop five or six times a year, maybe a few more if I had a summer break.  That would change once I graduated and moved back to Ft. Lauderdale.

    I'll tell you more of the story later.  Until then, be good to one another.  I bid you peace.

  • The Stash

    A few weeks ago, we had our HVAC system tested, and in order to do so, I had to move some boxes in our upstairs bonus room in order to get to the attic access door.  While the boxes were displaced, I decided that I needed to do something that I hadn't done in at least 15 years–take an inventory of what I have in the "modeler's stash".  While not true for all, some modelers are pack rats, and amass a collection of un-built kits that rival that of any well-stocked hobby shop–and I am no exception to that rule.  As of this posting, I'm at 1,500 and counting–and that's more or less just kits, no aftermarket doo-dads or decal sheets included.  If you think 1,500 is a lot, ponder this–a few years ago, there was an estate sale for a modeler who had died with some 10,000 un-built kits in his collection. 

    Why do we do this?  We're supposedly sane people, right?  None of us has ever appeared on Reality TV as some weird victim of our "habits", at least not that I know of.  So why would otherwise upstanding people, viable contributors to society, gather such a large number of little plastic airplanes, ships, cars, tanks, or whatever?  Why does anyone collect and/or hoard anything? 

    For some modelers, it has been the threat of "Limited Edition" kits.  You know the drill–"Buy it now or pay through the nose later."  Early on, I fell for it, but very rarely these days do I rush out to buy a mainstream kit because I don't think it'll be available in a week, month, or year.  Mind you, there are some cottage industry kits that are limited to a certain number–and I will get those if the subject interests me, since a good many of those are truly "if you snooze, you lose", but for the most part I know that the kit will, more than likely, be available when I'm ready to purchase it.

    Along the same lines, there is the "The molds were destroyed" story.  Rumors abound on the interwebs about two or three kits that will never again be available since the company did away with the tooling.  Airliner modelers chase their Holy Grail in the form of the Otaki 1/144 Lockheed L-1011 TriStar.  Small-scale military modelers likewise snap up every one of the 1/144 Otaki/Entex/Nitto/Revell/Testors C-5A Galaxy kits they come across.  Both kits, we're told, will never again be made, since Otaki is said to have dumped the molds in Tokyo Bay.  The stories behind those actions are many and varied, but I don't know if anyone knows the real dope.  Steel molds cost way too much for them to just be dumped.

    Another angle:  "Well, you know that the original mold of the Superfly was irreversibly altered in order to make the Super-Duperfly, right?"  The only kit molds that I believe were "permanently altered" would have to be Revell's 1/115 scale Lockheed Electra airliner and their 1/48 H-34.  The Electra story goes that the sales of the Electra kit had dropped off, and the U.S. Navy had just introduced the Electra-derived P-3A Orion to the fleet.  Revell decided to capitalize by altering their Electra tool into an Orion, but in order to do so they could not go back.  Whether true or not, we haven't seen Revell reissue an Electra kit, so I'd have to the story has merit.  As for the H-34, it is said that Revell changed the molds to make a Queen's Flight Wessex, altering the molds in such a way that to mold an H-34 was now impossible.  Nowadays, though, with slide mold technology and mold inserts, that is a thing of the past.  I'm not falling for that line…

    How about the collector?  While there are kit collectors out there, I'm not one of them.  True collectors want pristine examples of what they collect, whether that be coins, stamps, cars, dishes, or whatever.  Nope, the boxes in the stash are dusty, some crumpled, some gone altogether.  Nope, I'm no collector. 

    I'm a builder–a very slow builder, but I bought every kit I own with the intention of building it.  The problem is time–it keeps moving.  Will I ever get all of the kits in my stash built?  The only way I can see that happening is if I were to crank out two or three a week until I leave this world for the next, without buying anything new.  The way I build, that's not likely to happen.  The alternative would be to do what I'm doing:  Take stock, figure out what you really can live without, and sell the rest as SIDNA.  SIDNA, by the way, politely stands for Stuff I Don't Need Anymore, and I've held a number of SIDNA sales over the past 15 years or so.  Another one is looming…

    Until next time, be good to one another.  I bid you peace.