Waiting for the paint to settle, this is the part of designing/directing that I hate; how the process can kill the immediacy of the moment (and music is quite the opposite thankfully). It's kind of like getting real close to a climax during sex though you have to wait an hour before you actually "get there" without any sexual stimuli to keep you going, your mind drifts away doesn't it? Hmm that wasn't very classy... But anyway, I feel better now (I was sick, the only thing I need to unload is wet paper over a scanner, still slightly arousing), working my way back in the thick of it all, surrounded by dozens of sheets with spontaneous paintings & cigarette smoke hovering in a dim-lighted room devoid of air (beautiful!).
