So in my last post I talked about missing a deadline and being so busy I hadn’t had time to paint. That week off from painting gave me plenty of time to think and thoughts of a warm embrace from the sky mother started to seep into my subconscious. I’ve dropped all current projects and started painting a Genestealer Cult Patriarch. Honestly, it’s as if someone is controlling my thoughts and making me paint this… I can’t think what’s changed? Although, there was this rather messy snog in a dark alley a couple of days ago with this 10ft tall person. They were all tongues! Kept telling me to call them “daddy”. Still, all praise the four armed Emperor.