I started this painting months ago. I wasn't for sure the direction I wanted to go. It reminded me of something, and felt unfinished.
My daughter nailed it by saying it reminded her of the Miss Saigon playbill. YES! It does! Ok, I'll take that playbill as the inspiration, and maybe that was what guided my hand. It still felt unfinished.
I put the painting away and put it out of my mind. The inspiration will come, I am not going to push it.
This morning it hit, like a wall of water. I felt refreshed and ready to paint again. It didn't take long to see where I wanted to go. It felt good. It finally feels finished!!
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