I worked on that painting till I thought I'd go blind.
The one I've finished, wiped clean, restarted, put down, picked up
and put down again...
I liked the direction it took, but I reached a point where (as much as I wanted to keep at it) I had to step away from it,
if just for the night.
I walked into my studio this morning and got excited about it all over again.
I can't wait to get back to it this afternoon.
Hope I can get it finished today.
Sometimes painting is very much like reading a good book.