Washed off the other painting completely with the hose in the kitchen sink and went back to acrylic. I could see that the oil didn't really look like me at all. I worked some more with the dogs wandering in and out of the studio wondering why we weren't going to bed. I feel pretty good about this one now, but I don't know how I will feel in the morning. I do know one thing....it isn't worth the effort I am putting into it. I find self-portraits very absorbing, though. I guess there's nothing quite so interesting to me as myself.