This is my recipe for frustration. I should have stopped at the painting you are viewing. I must have sensed bad things where coming, because I actually scanned the painting before I began with my final touches. Hours, then days later my attempt to simply polish some of the details had resulted in an almost completely new painting, not better just new. Finally I did something I never do. I gave up on this one. The commitment that I make is usually rewarded eventually with success, except on these rare occasions when the magic just doesn't happen, no matter how much time I committed to the painting. So I'm posting this earlier happier version.