It's interesting. Focus on painting every day, becoming absorbed in the process. One minute everything is a masterpiece the next it's multi colored shit. I've learned through the years that this is just the process. Through the normal course of a day you don't scrutinize something quite as intensely as a painting as you are making it. I'll walk down the street stumbling stepping in dog shit because I didn't notice. But creating a painting? Now that is scrutiny. There are few things as intense as creating a painting. I've almost jumped out of my skin as Molly simply walked in to the studio to ask me something. I've been staring way too long at these paintings. My brain is going mush. At least I have an excuse this time.