Picture: Forge World Nurgle Dreadnought.
I was up at about 5am this morning, corresponding with clients. Sometimes I can't tell if my body has had enough sleep. I went for a walk.
The sky this morning as dawn came up from below the black bowl of the horizon a thousand miles away. It was like I was suspended in the winter air above a lake of dusky blue-- if it were any bluer it would have been pitch, and all around the charcoal fingers of trees as if reflected.
Well about 7am I crashed again and didn't get up until about 9pm. It was good.
The the Dark Heresy session from 10am to 1pm (my one "fun" thing all week. Oh yeah except running a painting studio).
Pretty much the usual after that. Just getting things ready for the coming week. I managed to clear out digital photography.
Still looking for a project for painting in mid-April. If you need us to acquire and assemble models we'd best get started right now.
I am still very stressed out. I can't say about what. Let's just say that this last few weeks I've had a convergence of things that have put my mind, body and soul to the test.