Today, I worked on the painting for about three hours. But, without the model. As time goes by, I feel more and more that I want my paintings to be a marriage of observed reality, and my imagination. Rachmaninov has this wonderful series, called Variations on a Theme by Paganini. The melody is there, alive, outside of the material world, and he pulls the melody down, and allows it to pass through the filter of his imagination in dozens of different ways, producing variations. Painting is like that. Only, our melody is not outside of space and time, but rather, is material and present. We then take that corporeal melody, and let it filter through our imagination, and from the sincerity of our brushes comes the variation on the theme.