I had a quiet couple of hours painting this afternoon while my youngest grandson, Calvin age 8 months, slept. The rest of the family went on an adventure to find donuts and fresh cider because everyone is off from work and school today in honor of Dr. Martin Luther King. I added some background color and suggested mosaic tiles of sort.
Micah came home and said the wall behind the student looked like a bathroom, so I laughed and said the Moroccans love to put tiles everywhere. I think I achieved what I'd hoped for. He was a little troubled that it was not exactly like the photograph, so I was able to speak with him about the artist getting to decide what to put in a painting and just using a photograph for a springboard.
I think I need just a few more touches of darks, and then I hope to begin a Moroccan girl. I have a piece of paper the same size, so that would work well during this "relaxing", child-filled week living out of a suitcase.