Inner process with this one: in a word, harried. Turned out that working under tighter-than-usual time constraints bound me up instead of freeing me.
Got going but in short order totally lost my way. Kept putting one foot in front of the other anyway, but not with any palpable sense of joy or curiosity or spunk.
Eventually, painted myself into enough of a mess that I got out my white paint and brayer, covered a good 75% of the dang tangle, and took a break. The success in that was that I'd been aiming to create more layers in this piece, and now I had!
Met with my afternoon students. Ate dinner. Did some packing for going away.
Started putting one foot in front of the other again.
Veiling most of the piece when I got lost, and then walking away for a bit, offered up the chance to come at the piece with a fresh open mindset.
Found my way!