Une belle femme

[L_homme]

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[Salvor-Hardon]

Interesting picture.... especially deux, the longer wider view. It invites the questions of the story leading up to her being there, yet seems a bit flat. Is that a style choice or is this a preliminary sketch to work an idea out?

You've got a great eye, and I hope to see you really develop it more.

 

[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[Kcar]

Floral tribute.

I really like the face of the woman in the first 2 drawings...she looks vulnerable, delicate, ...and French!

In this last, the rose - I see a strong design element in your work.

Do you draw often?

 

[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[TallHotChick]

Woah..

These are amazing!

 

[L_homme]

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[sugared]

I am quite taken by the background shading in all of them but especially the rose. I also like the subtleness of your sketchings. I can tell that you have quite the romantic side.

 

[Kcar]

A coloured collage.

Again, STRONG design element! This one is outstanding. You are color intuitive.

 

[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[Halo_n_horns]

You've got some really cool stuff going on here. Delicacy interwoven with strength and character. Emotional. Your lines are very well done as well.

More?

 

[L_homme]

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[L_homme]

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[Kcar]

Fine lines.

Love the mood in this one!

 

[L_homme]

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[Kcar]

He never got the chance to tell her how he really felt about her but he thinks she must have known somehow. It sounds silly but he kinda knew when he first saw her. The place where they met was dimly lit but sure enough she stood out. To him at least. He didn't want to mess things up by saying the wrong things so he just found a way to start talking to her and it was one of the few times he actually felt certain. The night was danced and revelled away and before he knew they started connecting and discovering. Eventually, they parted company after exchanging details. They were supposed to meet up again in the weeks that followed. The effect that she had had on him was more than overwhelming and he remembers being on such a natural high. He supposes it would have been premature to have told her that he fell in love with her that night, but she must have known. They never did meet again. He missed her.

Almost four years later, straight out of the blue, she permeated his memory like nothing he'd known before. He tried telling himself that it was just one of those things. Those strong feelings he had for her when they first met came flooding back and nothing made sense for a while. She had disappeared from his life so what was the point of trying to reclaim lost ground? He told himself it was just an illusion and that he would have to be stronger to resist the effect that she was having on him. Deep down he knew something back then that he only confided to maybe one or two other people. His friends didn't help or even care about his reasons. However, fate was also a cruel mistress. Fate never intervened. Despite all the others he'd met, something told him not to let go of what she represented to him and so it came to pass that perhaps fate could not be trusted. But what stayed in his heart for all that time was not deceitful. He knew that being a 'player' would just become more and more pointless as time went on and sure enough, certain moments of clarity helped him to realise that despite there being someone else, she was still the only constant that he believed would have completed him.

It would appear that she had simply disappeared. Out of sight. Out of mind? No amount of soul searching could ever bring her back. Wherever she is, he just wants to know that she is all right. The hardest thing he has to accept is that she probably never understood what she meant to him or even felt the same way about him as he did about her. Even if she did, whatever her reason was for not wanting him to be a part of her life, it seems he would never ever know. He doesn't look for her any more but for what it's worth, he still loves her. Even more now than before.

Is this writing about the girl you've been drawing?

Is it autobiographical?

 

[L_homme]

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[Kcar]

No.

Yes.

That's tragic, and an all too common occurance - but you've written about it beautifully.

 

[L_homme]

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