The second tough portrait night in a row. Sitting on the drawing horses they have at portrait night and crouching forward to work on the panel in front of me strains my neck and has given me a few headaches, but this night it was bad. In the second to last session my hands started shaking and I was afraid I might pass out, but I've got that silly determination not to give up on a painting until the time is up. So I pushed through and finished, though not without laying out on the floor to try to relax my neck in the last break.
Definitely not my best, but not my worst either, right?