I am working on a watercolor using an old photo- one of my favorites from when my son was a little boy. He was the ring bearer in my brother's wedding, and wore a cute little tuxedo most of the day. After the wedding and the many photos, he got to change into his "play clothes".
Someone at the reception snapped a series of photos of him standing on the dance floor. He was standing near the bride and groom, and the rest of the wedding party- everyone was dancing, except for Eric. He just looked so cute concentrating on the bunch of grapes in his hand, oblivious to his surroundings.
After about 20 years, I decided to use this photo for a watercolor. I didn't see the problem with the proportions (his legs were somehow just not right) in my drawing. As often seems to happen, things become more clear when the painting process begins. I kept changing the shape and width of the legs to no avail. As I drew more and more pencil lines over my paint, I realized the legs were too short. I don't know why I hate to quit on a painting- and instead waste so much time trying to fix them! I could have painted this 3 times by now! Oh well, back to work.