Half way through the painting, the tall butternut squash fell over, onto the floor. Trying to place it back in the right spot was a bit frustrating. But, after about ten minuets I figured I had fussed over it long enough and called it good. It teetered a few times after that, and I ended up wedging paper under one side for stabilization. The strange thing is that it stood up all night and then right in the middle of its portrait it decides to take a bow.