Not done yet. It seems like it is taking forever but it has only been two weeks this Monday. A great deal more to go, perhaps, another two weeks. I’m listening to Philip Glass while I work on it–the repetition in his music is hypnotic. So much of art is repitition but, then, I’m repeating myself. I used a new ink for this one and I can see that it is losing its intensity. I leave them on my easel so that I can look at them all the time and, of course, the sun pours in through my kitchen window. I tried this ink because someone told me it was the most lightfast of all the inks. I’m not worried, however, I have yet to go into it with the pastels. Repetition, pattern, color and Philip Glass, the things that are driving this picture.