Bliss
Bliss is that feeling you imagine having if one were to leap and float effotlessly through the air. The intricate wingspan carries this torso just as it takes flight.
Bliss remains the only piece for which I was forced to buy a part. An untimely fire on his person destroyed his original figure. He was meant to have speakers for a bum and be named “talking out your ass” but tragedy stepped in, and a deadline loomed. Parts had to be found imediately, I actually went and bought a matching buttock, I have felt badly about it since.
64 x 48 x 20
