You may remember this one. A night scene, waiting for someone to come for the longest time. Suddenly, a young woman comes into the foreground. I really liked the figure actually, she was loose and had just that touch of almost-Fraggonard in places that made made her something to keep. However, I did not like he placement. It really felt like a cop-out to keep her in the same plane as the tree. I added snow to the tree as I had intended, but it was no solution. Among other desperate thoughts, I considered cutting her out and keeping her under my pillow. (It's on paper after all, and I am spending way too much time on these paper pieces.) Consoled by the permanence of digital record, I told myself that I'd always have an image to reconstruct her somewhere else. (Yet, it was the paint itself that made the hoodie so nice. ) So, keeping some of the same place (and paint), I projected her into the scene. A much better story is the result. The writing rule of "kill your darlings" certainly applies to narrative painting.