Sometimes I can rework the paint on my palette over and over, trying to find the exact color that is in my head. It isn’t that it is necessary to the integrity of the subject matter – I just want what I want and will work the paint until it is there, glistening and silky and has turned exactly the color I see when I close my eyes. It is rewarding. Nonetheless… I am in search of a Quiller wheel – like the one my Color class teacher from school had us use every time we even thought of mixing paint. She was crazy as a loon, but right on about color. I have other color wheels, but not the same as the Quiller wheel which, by the way, someone “borrowed” from my school studio- Quiller stealer. I will search one out online, as I haven’t found one locally. I think it may save me a bit of time – and precious energy, and I am in need of both. The imagery in my head seems to fade as my energy level drops…just like a video game. Need to fuel up at the coffee shop, now……mmmmmmmm.