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Arsenico e vecchi disegni

Ormai non è nuovissimo, ma mi sono accorta di non averlo postato. E’ stato un disegno espiatorio, fatto in una settimana (la settimana dopo un evento molto triste). La scansione è davvero pessima.
Sempre in tema di cose di cui vergognarsi, ho ripreso in mano un vecchio abbozzo di tentazione di Galadriel e l’ultimo album degli Evanescence – che sto ascoltando in questo istante – non mi sta dispiacendo. Dovrei decidermi a farmi vedere da un analista.

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3 Comments
  • brianzolitudine
    Posted at 18:57h, 23 November Reply

    Il disegno è superbo, belle le mani che escono dalla pianta. Ma li fai a livello professionale? Puoi postare qualcos’altro?

    ;)

  • Chiarina82
    Posted at 07:01h, 24 November Reply

    il disegno è davvero molto bello..peccato per la scansione…ma ti assicuro che rende piuttosto l’idea.

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 14:48h, 24 November Reply

    Vi ringrazio entrambi ^___^

    @ brian: sono disegni fatti esclusivamente per passione, il mio mestiere prevede disegni decisamente più tecnici e, al limite, la valorizzazione delle opere altrui. Posterò presto qualcos’altro, se vuoi.

    @ chiarina: grazie cara ;-*

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