This is the latest stage of my painting. Yes, it looks different.
I'd got discouraged with it - just couldn't make it work. I stopped working on it altogether for about five weeks, wondering what to do with it. It's in a corner of my kitchen (more light there, and more room, and close to the sink and water), so I'd pass by it all the time, glancing at it, gloomily wondering.
Eventually I got fed up with the inaction, and decided to try to break the creative drought with some drastic measures. Getting out a big pot of green paint, I started just flinging brushfuls of it over the red bits. Almost straight away, I realised that this was RIGHT - the painting was emerging at last.
So it goes.