Another day of searching and working. I feel I am starting to find her beautiful face, but I also feel something is missing. I think it is a bit boring. Good thing the cat is in there, but something else is maybe needed. But what? I guess I will be looking at the work and thinking for hours. A good part of the work is spent chewing and ruminating, waiting while the paint dries, going away, letting your eyes rest. All of a sudden you see it with fresh eyes, or you wake up in the morning with an idea. The time it takes to make a painting is hard to define. Doing the actual paint work is only a portion.