Regarding what I was saying yesterday, this painting for me gets a little closer still to my ... vision. I really love it. Sometimes, when I am lying in bed at night, before I fall asleep, when my brain is just sort of wandering, I have fleeting images of paintings. They pass through my mind so quickly that I only get a vague kind of feeling about them, but I know they are perfect. These are the images I strive for. I fear that if I were to ever actually paint a perfect painting, I wouldn't NEED to create anymore, so in that way I am glad I never do.