23.Later that evening after Maria leaves, I finally have a chance to get back out to my studio. I pull off the two drop cloths and continue working diligently through the night. The time passes quickly, and I’m not the least fatigued.
By early morning, I have just a few finishing touches left before the sun finally rises.
Just a little more grinding and buffing on the dent in the forehead…Ah, yes, that’s it, good.
And now, a few more minutes buffing the tiny welds on the attached ponytail strands. My hands dancing ever so lightly and lovingly, warm and glowing with the magic now, the welds not detectable…
