Two versions of the same angel, done the same weekend. Tiny, especially Flame, which is postcard size, I did them toward the end of the classroom sessions when some of the other students started to open up about their experiences in the towers on 9/11. Being in the crowded smoky stairwells rushing down dozens of flights, or caught in the billowing clouds of debris once they were out and thinking they were safe; not my story to tell but it was worse than you or I could ever imagine.