24 x 24 in, oil on birch, 2008

Majesty is a bit of a snob. She keeps herself to herself, but isn't the happiest for so-doing. She blends in with the vegetation around her and seems to like living in her own world. Majesty put me through my paces. Every time I went to work on her, I started confidently, then finished by questioning what I was doing. Over-and -again, the struggle continued to the end. Finally, a hint of grace appeared, and she let me know she felt finished.