Ah it is as it has been foretold. Pain medication tends to give one confidence to do more, sometimes too much. Yes, my back is killing me. I am all but finished with a painting I started Saturday night at around 1:30am. I worked about 4 hours on it that night and about 4 hours today. I am happy enough with it that it's hanging on the wall. I'll touch it up for a couple of weeks before I'll think it's done, which isn't really true since I never feel like they're done. I just have to force myself to call it done.
I thought it would be interesting to show a work in progress. The pictures were taken about every 60 minutes. I tend not to like to show the process, since for 90% of that process the painting looks, well...awful. Still, for the curious: