This week’s painting was such a positive experience. It was an emotional and difficult week with this pregnancy and with every brush stroke, I felt myself escaping more and more. It was therapeutic to continue to add layers of pigment and watch the painting transform half a dozen times until this composition showed itself and I got that familiar feeling–this is it. The colors and brushstrokes felt reminiscent of what it must be like to go night fishing–not that I would actually know. And then...