I'm hoping this was one of those moments that we'll be asking each other where we were when it was all happening. But like the opposite of 11-22-63.
Outside, a scene was unfolding I never thought I'd live to see. And something similar was going on in the studio, at least in my little world. We had a wonderful model, and I found myself working on one of my favorite transformations. And it hit me that the model might as well have come straight from Solaris. In front of me was a figure not unlike one of those materialized memories or fantasies that every character in Solaris had to deal with.
For that brief moment, Solaris came alive.
