I’m reworking and revisiting a number of paintings — pieces that needed more layers, more depth, or simply a shift in perspective. Some felt complete up close, but when I stepped back, they lost something across the room. One example is Always Guiding Me. The original pale yellow abstract floral almost disappeared, especially in photos. It needed contrast — so I layered in a deeper mustard/ochre bouquet over the original, and now it holds its presence in a completely different way. With Viridescent Blooms, I had been trying to replicate a green and purple palette from an earlier piece. It felt flat until I introduced a blue-green tone, which brought more movement and depth — even if it leans into a slightly more imaginative, not-quite-real floral color. These kinds of adjustments feel like part of the process right now — learning to step back, to see differently, and to trust when something needs more.