I became somewhat of an avid modeler when I moved back to Toronto in Grade 12.  High school was not too demanding here, so I could easily spend days, weeks, or even up to a month on a particular model.  I was very much a perfectionist back then, and I could easily be irritated by the slightest imperfection.  The hobby became the cause of frustration rather than the joy of leisure.  But over time, I’ve learned to overcome the frustration by giving away my finished models to friends…

It’s been many years since I last completed a model.  There are still 6-7 untouched models in my archive that I wish to complete someday.