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Half Skull Eye


Finished this piece a few weeks ago and I've been really anxious to share it with everyone. The wood panels are beautiful once primed, excluding the particularly challenging need to soak-up and eat my paint, so it takes lots of layering and blending. Conceptually, I started fantasizing about the integration of bone, various skulls and horns... sounds strange but I wanted to experiment with the dynamics of a little darker side. She's so wickedly pretty... I love it.
Happy Friday!

(20 x 24 oil on pine panel)

Comments

ediot said…
my girl. you're so talented! i love your artworks.
can't wait to see more of your work. keep up the great work
hope you'll have a wonderful weekend babe
x
Alex said…
I totally love that first shot! So talented! And I get to see her in person in one day... ;)
Natasha said…
oh my... what happened to her eye?! :P well, I guess that it's never too early to begin preparing for the career in pirating..
p.s. just kidding.. :)
Violet said…
omg you are getting way to good at this. i like this! she is erry yet gorgeous

XX
Vi from Cali
Anonymous said…
INCREDIBLE!!
Rosa creativa said…
waoo Bella you have such an amazing gift :) looks awesome

xx
Rosa

My Stylish Little Secret
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GOD its scare me, but at least the girl is beauty hehe

HS
Indonesia
Anonymous said…
My goodness, you have an amazing talent. This is absoulutley incredible.
lauren said…
whoa Bella you are crazy talented. gorgeous!
Fashion Pad said…
That painting is freakin GORGEOUS!!! I too paint but unfortunatley, I only excel at abstract style with acrylics. But I can draw the human form pretty well. You are super talented woman!

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Raez said…
WOW! your work is amazing! keep up the great work my dear :)

xx Raez
kirafashion said…
Cool picture! Very nice! Thank you for your love via Twitter, following you!

all my kisses and wishes of a great week!

Kira
Mack said…
I love this! Do you make a living from this and if you do, how hard is it and how did you go about getting started? Please take a look and my blog and art :) http://stylebutton.blogspot.com/
Emily said…
Holy crap, that is gorgeous. It's so delectably creepy. You are TALENTED! I want that to hang up on my wall!

xoxo
Em

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