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©2008-2009 =orchid-black
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Here is the next update...

Again, thank you so very much to the photographer of the reference used for this drawing, :iconcristian-m:.

Previous updates for this drawing are in my scraps.

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:iconsubtranslucent:
looking beautiful :) :hug:

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under the under.. and far beyond

<><><>

AMAZE

I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.

~ Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)

<><><>
:iconangelusnoir:
this is so good!..very noble and elegant:)

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"Death is patiently making my mask as I sleep.Each morning I awake
to discover...small tears of his wax"
The Exquisite Corpse
ThePencilClub
:iconcristian-m:
It already looks better than the original image!
You're very talented! :)

--
After all is said and done, more is said than done. (Aesop)
--
In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded (Terry Pratchett).
:iconorchid-black:
Why thank you! :hug:

:blackrose:

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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

~ Bram Stoker ~

Here endeth the lesson...

R.I.P.
:iconorchid-black:
Thank you! I don't think I could ever hope to match the original, but I'm trying my best.

:blackrose:

--
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

~ Bram Stoker ~

Here endeth the lesson...

R.I.P.
:iconorchid-black:
Thank you very much! I appreciate it.

:blackrose:

--
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

~ Bram Stoker ~

Here endeth the lesson...

R.I.P.
:iconsubtranslucent:
you're welcome elcome elcome! hee
when's the next installment? :ahoy: :blowkiss:

--
under the under.. and far beyond

<><><>

AMAZE

I know
Not these my hands
And yet I think there was
A woman like me once had hands
Like these.

~ Adelaide Crapsey (1878 - 1914)

<><><>
:iconorchid-black:
As soon as the avian muse strikes me with her feathers again...

:ahoy:

--
No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

~ Bram Stoker ~

Here endeth the lesson...

R.I.P.

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