zOK, so I worked all morning long yesterday, on the foreground of "Awakening". Cleaned up the brushes and headed to my sons for a cookout. Got in late, slept too long this morning and headed into the studio in my bathrobe to gloat over the wonderful foreground I painted yesterday. OH CRAP! It was awful. What was I thinking? I grabbed the turpenoid and papertowels and promptly removed all of yesterdays work.
Moral to this story is "We all need to be humbled once in a while, especially when we think we are approaching demigod status"