Tonight was mine

Tonight, I made headway. I cannot claim victory yet, but the changes I made fit my vision, improved the whole, and revealed new things. What more can you ask for? What was the secret formula? What series of events lead me to progress? What guide, what Sherpa joined the party? Well, nothing that exotic, I simply had more important work to do (a portrait) and chose to put it off for tonight. That gave me the freedom I needed to experiment with an idea. The sex beforehand on this very floor, wine after that, and funky online radio station playing some sort of Latin rap/Maori Tribal chants during the session helped a touch, and the fine cigar for post analysis rounded out the picture. All day I was in a funk, but tonight was a measured electricity. It was probably the sex.
I'm reconstructing the InTangle piece. It shouldn't be long now. I can't wait. Though it has proven interesting as I have now worked with new elements like animals, in this case a snake, I am ready to push forward... and, yes, at some point finish that portrait too.
Tomorrow is a painting night as well. I do not anticipate the same formula at the ready, but I should be flying high enough from the relative success I found tonight. Of course, as often happens, I could wake to the realization of total dread. I could look back on tonight's formula and find that maybe the sex was right, but the wine clouded my clarity (it is red after all), the music skewed my soul (kinda felt like that anyway), and the cigar poisoned the whole affair (it was a nice Rocky Patel though?). That would be Ok because I know the day after that I will appreciate it again.
Worked in Prussian, Burnt Umber, and Flake tonight.