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Illustrations


Here's a little sampling of the new series of illustrations I've been working on... there's lots more to come. And sorry about the grainy cell phone pictures, I promise to post everything in hi-res very soon. Get ready! 

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el_martina said…
wow!! You got a big talent!!!!
OleoyLetras said…
increibles, usaste lapices acuarelables ?
lauren said…
OMG OMG OMG OMG insane, speechless!
Fantastic illustrations! I really love your style. Is it just normal coloured pencils you're using?
@creative Artista Thank you! It's a combination of run-of-the-mill colored pencils and the good stuff... Prismacolor. xoxo
i always like looking at your beautiful artwork!
diane said…
Wow Bella!! You are really on to something here. There's a "gritty" quality to these that I really like.
Alex said…
Dear Girlfriend,

You are beautiful, and so are your new pencil drawings! So proud of you.

Love, Boyfriend
Bad Joan said…
What amazing illustrations!

GTBB,
http://badjoan.blogspot.com
http://cookingjoan.blogspot.com
Natalie said…
wow these are absolutely amazing!

http://sweetandsimple77.blogspot.com/
Lisa said…
Amazing, how do you do it :)
Found you via bloglovin. Gr8 drawings!!
DiscoVery said…
It's beautfiul
Kata said…
You are so talented!I love your works!<3
Unknown said…
these are sooooo amazing!!!
Amira Rasool said…
loving all of these
now following :)

http://bobbieaustinscloset.com/
your drawing are amazing!!

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