Back to the tuberoses. Like the previously painted and digested squash blossoms, the cut tuberoses begin to wither on the stem almost faster than I can mix colors. This is part of why I enjoy painting from life, rather than from photos: in life, things are ever-moving, ever-changing. Even the slightest movement adds a sense of life to the painting or drawing.
I sometimes use photos for reference, especially if I can't finish the painting before the subject passes (or leaves town), but there's nothing quite like drawing directly from life. With (human) models, you get to see emotions pass on the face and in the gestures. Every slight physical movement translates into an adjustment on the work surface (canvas, paper, etc), so the painting becomes a series of moments. The same applies to still-life models.
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