Drove over to paint with Deb Ward and Sharon (Sharon doesn't have a blog or I would list it here). While Deb painted, Sharon watched me. While Sharon ate lunch, Deb watched me. While they were both busy, Stray (a big, friendly, gorgeous dog) watched me.
So, it took 2 artists + 1 dog to help me get the daturas this far without overworking them. They aren't done yet, but need little touches of darks here and there, which I will do when I'm in a better mood, I guess.
I compared this feeling about my work to the skewed vision of an anorexic: No matter how drastically skinny and sick looking she gets, she still sees herself as fat. Maybe my brain chemistry is off about my painting right now, but I don't see beauty in anything I've done lately. Usually, returning to flowers helps me break through that, so you may have to wade through a few flower paintings before I dig myself out of this rut.
Thanks, Deb, Sharon and Stray!