A few months ago I worked on a small piece….in fact worked it to death. I set is aside. First in the trash, and then I fished it out and stuffed it behind some other canvases. This morning as I was getting out another canvas I saw it there. While one layer of paint dried on my new canvas, I sliced out the part I liked from the little canvas. A ragged little piece with a tiny vintage photobooth snapshot of a woman.
I decided to try again. Smaller. Less. I worked with glazes. I like how it turned out. But best of all I liked that I ruined my first attempt with my desire for perfection and then salvaged something of it, not the least of which is the reminder to let go, to simpilfy, and keep trying.