The life of a Painting : The End

I have ambivalent feelings when finishing a painting. In some ways I’m glad to see the back of it, but a lot of my energy blood sweat & tears have gone into it and it’s a part of me. Most often, I never see them again and that makes me just a tiny bit sad. I suppose the consolation is knowing the piece is going to a place where it will be appreciated…maybe even loved.