I'm here to say that painting is hard. I feel like a juggler most of the time (in addition to a herder). I juggle color, composition, value, paint strokes, medium ratio, proportion, temperature, and so on and so forth. I might as well be juggling fire while on a unicycle, on a tight rope, over a gorge a thousand feet deep, with alligators at the bottom. I am supremely grateful when I can cross the gorge in one piece. I try to learn from the times when I fall and am eaten by the alligators ... wait
