Initial Interpretation of Cozette

I've been staring at this photograph of Cozette for two weeks now. I fell out of the wonderful habit of painting a painting a week. She asked me tonight if I had painted yet and my stomach turned before I replied "no". We had an incredible yoga practice and I came home with lots of wonderful energy. I sat at the blank canvas, decided to throw away the picture I had been studying and just went for it. I'm actually pretty happy with the outcome (which scare the poop out of me).

 It's a little off, but I've come to accept that about all the portraits I've done since I've begun this new process, because that's what it is, a process.