But back at her studio, the New York show is still about 20,000 beads away. As Lou rushes to put the final touches on a series of wood grain panels that will make the trip, inevitably a handful of beads slips away, creating a spray of color across the concrete floor.
"Oh well," she sighs, "at least it’s a glorious mess."
"Oh well," she sighs, "at least it’s a glorious mess."
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