This painting went along swimmingly until I got to the lace. Boy, what on earth was I thinking????? The pears, the glass bowl, all were loads of fun. Then I got to the lace and suddenly cleaning the attic seemed like a good idea. Moving firewood around, ah yes the world is full of alternate activities to the desperate. It is crocheted lace and probably more work to paint than it was to crochet, but since I don’t crochet, what do I know? Finally I could no longer stand its nagging and accusatory looks whenever I was in the studio. So it’s done! It is 20″x16″ and acrylic on canvas. SOLD