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Antlers and pearl earrings~ Illustration

It's that time again... time for another illustration! This particular drawing reminds me of a fabled version of the holidays by the way it conceptualizes various wraithlike elements with the fusion of antlers and turquoise pearls. It actually took a little longer than initially anticipated and had several really frustrating adjustments along the way.  I think if I attempted to draw (or paint) her again, I could possibly improve my vision by tenfold, but I'm thrilled with the final result.
Hope you like it!

Comments

FASHION SNAG said…
Bella, I seriously wish I could draw this well. I am always in awe of people who can pain and draw. She looks beautiful and I love the turquoise necklace. Keep inspiring us always! x

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Anonymous said…
wow, its gorgeous! x



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NATIE said…
yes i like it!!
really beautiful ilustration!!

hope u follow me!!
xoxo

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Cindy Van Dyck said…
Wooow awesome!
Kara Marie said…
i love illustrations! this looks great!!!!
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Anonymous said…
INCREDIBLE TALENT BELLA!!!
Anita Puksic said…
Yes, I like this one!

Peace and love!
Olive Cooper said…
How can I put this into words? HOLY CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You are such a talented gorgeous woman. I love this!
diane said…
Nice technique Bella. And good choice of one color.
Like it? Love it! Really cute!
elnz said…
Seriously, are you the one making this??? absolutely a beautiful drawing!!
Sweet said…
like it??? I love it...seriously Bella you have a great talent...and I am insanely jealous...why??? because you always make your drawings realistic and so beautiful..

I wish I have that talent!!!


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Sweet
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Alex said…
So glad to see everyone realizing your talents, baby! :D
Anonymous said…
it's incredible:)!
Brooke said…
Beautiful. You are very talented!

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