Face Painting/ Caricatures: Dean and Pandora
Dean listened to the customer and nodded thoughtfully. "Okay then," he said, thinking quickly. "I can work the dragon scales into a mask, it's just a stencil," he said, holding up the stiff bit of parchment where a few designs were cut out to make some of the suggested patterns easier for the artists.
"So I'll aim for a mask then, green, bit of grey, maybe some pink flowers, and I can cover your eyelids too," he said, nodding as the idea solidified in his mind, paler around her eyes, graduating to darker green in an asymmetrical mask, lower on the side her hair was higher off her face, maybe scalloped edges. "Could you pull your hair away from your face while I workif the plan works for you?" he asked, offering her the small tray of hair pins that the stall had on hand for just such an issue. She'd said free-reign but that didn't always mean free-reign as such.