She is still on my easel. During this morning's art period, I was ready to start painting her face. I don't know why but I have been avoiding the face. She is still a work in progress but it does help to console me if I can bring her in picture form with me for the day to this desk in town. Isn't is odd that one can see the little things that need changing when looking at the screen.
I wish I were at home with her and still painting.