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McKenzie welcomes the delegates from across the universe at the Intergalactic Congress.

The big twist this week is that the artists will no longer be working in teams, but individually. George hates the idea of competing against his buddy Cig!

Logan feels more or less comfortable working on his own – after all, his partner was the first individual to be eliminated, so he’s been flying solo for a few weeks now.

Emily decided to leave her comfort zone by sculpting a burly dude instead of a flowy princess, and it’s a struggle. She finally feels free when she gets to the paint.

Cig dreamed up the costume first, and let the character come to him as it may. Seems like his creative process was a good one!

Logan pulled the cowl down a few pegs from “Bishop’s hat” to something more subtle and sinister.

Glenn is nonplussed by this alien’s eyes. And you don’t want to see Glenn nonplussed.

With all those rolls and folds of fat, Evan had a hard time laying the face down evenly. His imperfect application sends him home.

Even on a bad day, Emily’s still pretty good.

Dang, Tyler! You worked it OUT! His sculpture is Gaudi-esque, and his paint rises to meet the challenge. He’s proud of his win!