Traced over Kratos yesterday.
A terrible night of nightmares and bad sleep. My chest hurts, feeling fuzzy as though at the end of a cold, and given my immense feelings of weakness over the past two weeks, I feel I may have unknowingly contracted a virus.
Today I painted another layer on the miniature 'You Either Believe In AI Or You Don't'. Each layer seems to improve things hugely, then when looking at the dried result it seems to require a new layer. That is the mark of oil painting.
