I remember seeing a time lapse of a famous painter, possibly Picasso, doing a painting. And while in the midst of painting, he completely paints over what he’s done so far and starts a completely different composition. Then he does this again, at least two or three more times! Like it was wild to see what he had painted, get completely wiped out and started over with something new.
I was reminded of this because this feels like what trying to articulate my life’s work feels like. I make an attempt in one direction and they don’t feelright, so I make an attempt in another direction. Hopefully this will eventually settle down and the right composition will finally emerge.