There are no bad paintings.
It is like struggling to find your voice and often it take a couple, if not more, attempts to begin to make sense. But the more you say what ever it is that's stuck in your brain, the easier it becomes and the clearer the message. This week I did a bulls rush, and just painted every moment that I had. Staying away from most distractions (had to watch the Suns). It was a very good week.
Young Boys (c) 1994 -Bob Martin