Maybe I could learn not to say, "It's finished"? Almost every time I say that I am proven wrong. Last night E told me that she wasn't thrilled with the blue building, and she explained why. I looked at my painting, and . . . she was RIGHT!!! And there I was patting myself on my back for having actually thought my way through this painting instead of merely painting instinctively.
Nothing more was done last night as I was smart enough to know I was too tired to tackle it at a late hour (never a good move for me anyway). Today I told Sharon what E had said and also that I agreed with her. Sharon then started to tell me what she thought, but I asked her to let me tell her what I thought I needed to do (because I need to learn to self-critique and solve my own problems for those times when I have neither E nor Sharon around). I did explain what I thought I should do, and she agreed, but then said, "And what else?"
I had no answer so she pointed out several other small details that should be worked on, and rats, I agreed with her, too!
Here's yesterday's photo: