A year ago I thought this would be an easy job, the photo had been blown up and I could copy. Not easy at all. I got so discouraged I put it aside for most of a year. In the last couple of weeks I've taken the lower part of the picture apart and redid it. It's not right yet, but it's better and I don't have the patience to keep puttering.
Aside from that lesson there's the usual lesson of misjudging the color contrasts. I should have had a darker background. Well, live and learn. What I think I learned is that I don't have the artistic eye for proportions needed for a realistic portrait. I'm happy with Finn's hair and sort of happy with the gray streak in Rachel's hair. That's about it. Oh, I think I'll go back and give Rachel a small pearl earring. On to other kinds of quilting challenges.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!