Trying to catch light in a painting is like trying to hold water in cupped hands. Trying to capture the light of a setting sun is a race against time, as the colors change by the second.
This I painted last week, but did not like it much. I remember once I almost tore up a painting that I had just finished because it did not please me, but I didn’t, and instead let it lie on my table, and went to sleep. The next morning when I looked at that painting, it seemed much better, and now I can even say that I like it quite a lot. I hoped that this painting will improve over time as well, just by letting it lie on the table. It did improve a bit, and I find that I am starting to like the colorful palette, as well as the softness of its washes.