Going to let it rest but I realized what was missing was JOY! Of all things. I was not feeling joy when I painting with purple. I was feeling less than, intimidated, like a total phony. Well, no wonder the paint didn’t flow for me. Well that and purple is really hard to work with. So I loaded up a big brush and cranked up the music and went for it. And now it’s time for sleeps. It’s been a long day with a purple glimmer of hope at the end.