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A year of watercolor!


I can't believe it's only been a year since I started using watercolor... I never want this journey to end! Mayleene was my fourth painting... fondly looking back at her. 

The original painting is available here: http://bellaharris.tictail.com
Prints and other artsy goodies here: http://society6.com/bellaharris

Comments

Poptartsandsex said…
You are an AMAZING artist x

www.poptartsandsexx.blogspot.co.uk
diane said…
You are insanely talented. Love this.

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