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Snow Series~ 18x24" drawing


With an exhaustive precision, I knew what I wanted for this drawing, so instead of ruminating over inspirational peaks and valleys, I took the image already painted in my mind and positioned her on a much grander scale. The bigger, the better, I thought.
Gweneira is a combination of HB/2B pencils, colored pencils, chalk, and oil pastels on medium 18x24" recycled paper. And regardless the fact that I endured scores of painful, little paper cuts while ruining one of the coziest vintage knit sweaters ever in existence- a sweater I shouldn't have been wearing in the studio- I absolutely adore her. Every time I look at the end result, I find myself gravitating more and more towards the notion of a Limited Edition collection, so today I'm starting my second piece of the 'Snow' series.

P.S. The Holiday Swagger-Bag Giveaway is coming!

Comments

Amazing drawing!..too bad about the paper cuts ouch!!

xx
Andy
Doni Brown said…
Love that so much!!!

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Anonymous said…
Oh my god! Bella, this is amazing!
Unknown said…
So, so lovely! Things like this makes me really wish I was a little less artistically incapable. Do you do illustrations? X

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absolutely amazing!
Allison said…
You have so much talent, Bella! I had no idea you were such a beautiful artist. Sorry to hear about the papercuts - I guess it goes with the saying that all artists suffer for their craft?
Seriously, congrats on a beautiful, beautiful drawing!
Debora said…
Love your Blog...and you are so nice...I follow you now!
xxx
Debora
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Marina said…
That is seriously lovely!

I must also applaud you on your couch choice- I've been wanting one like that for a while.
Anonymous said…
Such a great drawing!!
Also the photo is cute!
xoxo
Alex said…
Looks so damn good in that frame, baby. So proud of you!
Unknown said…
Wow that's beautiful! <3
Setty Lepida said…
This painting is wonderful !!
Suzanne said…
very cute :)

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