The Eyes have it

Lately I've been starting black and grey pieces with the middle to light greys. I jump into pure black relatively soon, but not first. As if I'm saving the delight of seeing depth as a mid dinner mint.

Then I remembered overhearing a conversation. Something about hanging on to certain areas to give yourself a treat. I thought about this and have been, occasionally, leaving a section of importance for later: a well defined jaw line, a pair of shiny eyes, or a colorful area waiting to be released.

And I'm liking it. Not all the time, but enough to pull a grin.

I know I've finished eyes too quickly before. I remember thinking I would feel less stress in getting them knocked out and over with. But it ended up just feeling strange. Like eating parsley too soon.