Une belle femme

The seemingly harsh flipside to borderline risk.

Deleted for the reason given. Thank you Kcar and sugared for being understanding.
 
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L_homme said:
One from an art class.

Whoa!!

That one has a lot of exciting movement...good job! Are you still attending art classes?
 
L_homme said:
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 some way to start talking to her and it was one of the few times he actually felt certain. The night was danced away and before he knew they started connecting and having a time of it. Perhaps it was just one of those fun nights out where the aim was just to have good time. 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 a little 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.

It is worth reading and Kcar comments describe how I feel in reading it. Thanks for sharing it, L_homme.
 
L_homme said:
One from an art class.

This one I like also. There is a balance to it that I find appealing. Don't know how else to say it.
 
L_homme said:
Full length version of the last two drawings.

Proportions are off, but that will come in time.

The line in this drawing, like all of your others, is graceful. I hope that you continue with the art classes, and continue to post your art here!
 
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