As I'm working on them I feel frantic that I am never going to finish but you get to a certain point and you know you are just about there. The hard part about realistic painting is that there is no set time schedule. You can think that just because it took you 2 months to finish the last painting that it will take the same amount of time to finish the next one of similar size and detail, but art never works that way. Each painting is its own entity with its own life and it takes its time being born. It leads you along at its own pace and after you've sweated and struggled and sworn that you need to find an easier way to make a living, it enfolds you in its arms and says, "Yes, this is working and feeling very, very fine indeed!"
And so I begin a new painting!
