Been going into some art drawers, looking at old work, choosing pieces to solve or otherwise rehabilitate. I generally avoid this kind of thing, as it contains the danger –– more real in creative work than in any other, I think –– of not moving on, or reaching for what you know. You see it with writers all the time, that going back to the same manuscript over and over, giving it different treatments, hoping for some kind of lightning to occur. When really it’s just variations on the way home. Visual artists get away with it more (oh, that’s the guy who only paints trees) but as I get older I’m less and less interested in the past, including my mistakes. But these two deserved a second effort, I hope.