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So tonight, when I was SUPPOSED to be preparing two packets for Chicago galleries, I got lured over to the painting side of the studio to glaze the reflected light bouncing off the floor and hitting the underside of the pant creases, the darkest values in the shirt, and the darkest value in the hair. Now, at 10:30, I have lots of brushes to clean and two packets to assemble.