Sometimes you'll paint something and you think you are okay with it. You kinda like it. It's good. You've spent a lot of time on it. So much paint, so many layers.
You sit with it a while. A few weeks even. And then you start to fall out of like with it until you find it actually starts to irritate and aggravate you the more you look at it. Or you nit pick it to death and find all its faults and realise.... its time for a rebirth!
And oftentimes this process of the rebirth will bring about something totally unique and opposite to what went before. Well, this is the case with this painting anyway... And the painting that went before adds depth, dimension and information to the piece. It only ever adds I believe.
On the left is a fully completed painting that even went to a gallery (and didn't sell) and on the right is it rebirthed (it sold within a day)