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Ezmirelda


All the last minute touch-ups and ridiculous scanning process is finally complete... sometimes that seems to take longer than the time invested in the actual artwork! This particular drawing/painting was totally unplanned and took about a day, plus a few more for drying.  Cute bra, freckles, wispy hair... I'm really excited to show everyone, but enough of that, let's meet Ezmirelda! Really proud of this piece, and I love her unpremeditated pixie quality. Okay the treadmill is giving me the evil eye, so it's time for a serious 90 minute workout, then iced tea.

*4:12 PM Oh my gosh update: The amazing 24 Blogazine featured Ezmirelda!*


(Combination oil, pencil, and charcoal) 

Comments

Anonymous said…
me encanta!¡!!!! t ha quedado genial :D

un beso
Anonymous said…
killing me with this post!!!
Holy crap this is so AMZING.. I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!
S said…
great! i do illustrations too and i really like your work =)

singinonmymind.blogspot.com
Alex said…
!!!!!! So great to see it large! I love it and I love you and your talents, baby!
You are so talented! I really do love it!

x
www.lostinthehaze.com
Marissa said…
I love this and would curse in this comment box but probably a bad idea to do that. haha!

Beautiful! Your paintings are stunning, you're a multitalented fashionista!
Italo said…
Ciao bella! That's so beautiful! It reminds something, but I can't remember it now!
Sick by Trend said…
Awesome! You are so talented! :D

xx

Have a nice weekend! :)

www.sickbytrend.com
▲ FARRAH ▲ said…
Breathtaking! Adore the freckle details :)

:: Farrah @ DISTRIKMODE ::
Lauren said…
She's precious!
love this!!
xo

http://www.leatherlaceblog.com/
Fenny Wong said…
Thanks for leaving such a sweet comment on my drawing. :) You are really talented, I'm excited to see more!

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