This is one of my favorite memories from last summer. But, last summer I really did not like it! I was playing with inks and the layers of sheer colors I like, the idea of weight, the unpredictability of things. And like so many of my pieces, I put it away and forgot about it. Then, a few months later I took another look and saw all of those ideas anew.
This happens a lot to me. I have to put things away, not think about them and when I come back I can see what it needs, or decide that I really like it! Sometimes I finish and am pleased straightaway, but more often I have to put it aside. I wonder why that is? Time, space, and clearness of the eye maybe? Do you just forget the hard parts? Does this happen to you?