I was happily alseep in my comfortable
bed one night when Real wandered into the room about 3:00am and inquired
if I was perchance awake. It seems he was in the middle of sculpting "Treasure"
and was having problems getting the texture of the chocolate cake to look
right. "Could you bake a chocolate cake for me?" he asked. "NOW?", I replied.
"Well, I really need it now." Ah, such is the glamorous life of the artist's
wife. I actually got out of bed, went into the kitchen and baked the chocolate
cake. Frosted it too! This piece was a "Real" joint effort.
