It’s been a long time, and I’m sorry about that; but I have been busy, and I want to talk about it.
Long time ago, I read that a mother has to “fall in love” with her newborn. There comes a defining moment following delivery when a mother’s heart fills with love and happiness at the sight of her baby, when she knows that this little scrap of humanity is truly hers and she’s glad.
I think something similar must happen to an artist laboring over a canvas. Sooner or later, I must literally fall in love with the thing, must rejoice in its look, must recognize its turning out the way I’d been hoping after all that time of wondering and doubt.
The monsters look good to me (no matter how they might appear to anyone else at this point – that’s not important). I haven’t ruined them, nor am I flopping around not knowing what to try next. They make me smile on the inside. It’s a good day!