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All through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain
So I swore to thy razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

-Cradle of Filth-


Wow. You have NO idea how long i spent on that damn dress!!

This is a commission [long overdue] for my Photography teacher in school. Its another HUGE 42 cm x 59.4 cm picture! I'm going to put some photos in my scraps of this soon just so you can get an idea of the size, also I'll put a photo of the sketch in there. Mum always finds it interesting how a really bad sketch finally comes to life like this.

There are so many things I hate in this now. You guys are so lucky! I can't stand to look at this anymore becasue of how long I've spent on it, but you get to see it for the first time, all finished, and really enjoy it.
I'm going banana's becasue all I've done in the last few months is work on these two big commissions. If i don't draw for myself soon i swear i will explode...or just not draw ever again. I am really hating art at the moment and i don't want to!!
I have more commissions already agreed to and some already half paid for. So don't worry I'll get round to them still. But I'm not going to accept any more until i feel better about art again. I just need a breather guys.

This was a new experience with the selected paper. The teacher wanted it to be done on a kind of sepia toned paper which gave the whole thing this very warm effect. I do have to admit that i really liked working on it. Even if at first i was extremely apprehensive.

Well, I hope you can all enjoy this. It would make up for my lack of love right now.


:heart: :heart:



:skull: (c) Mansongothic - Jess McGuire :skull:
DONT STEAL!
Size- A2
Watercolour pencils + Watercolour paint + Acrylic Paint + Food dye + coffee + Black pen + Toilet paper


My photography account:- [link]
Stock Account:- [link]


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:iconsnowmanzors:
Very colorful, i like how much detail there is :D

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Some say he knows 2 facts about ducks, and both are wrong.
And some say he names all of his potted plants charlie.
:iconuglyworld:
Gahhhh!
Colours.
Enchanting.
You've used the best colours, and the dress design is quite lovely.
:)
:iconsnickers3434:
Jess! That is Amazing!
Saros Will Love It!!
It fantastic
jesus kid you have talent.
<3
xx
:iconanadareth:
What be up with the knuckles??
And is it for Saros??

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Suggest me now XD
[link] [link] [link]
:iconunseeninside:
oh, wow!!! awesome pic! :clap:

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I love this moment so much, I want to have sex with it!
:iconwolfcurse:
Amazing colours and I love the softness of the colouring ... very nice :).

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Tenth Doctor: Look at you! The hat, the coat, the crickety-cricket stuff, the ... stick of celery, yeah ... brave choice, celery, but fair play to you, not a lot of men can carry off a decorative vegetable.
:iconpaulineaubey:
Definitely my fave from you: love it, love it, love it!!!

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My photos : [link]
:iconwhiteeyes-draugluin:
I want that dress as my Old Fashion Dance Dress!!!!! it's so pretty!!!!! *takes the picture into the sewing shop and pays someone to make it XDD....* I love the details and coloring and everything... you are my herooouuuzzz!!

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In this pouring rain where my heart still beats
I walk my own path of disgrace
I walk my own path of hell
What you can't understand are my scars
That still burn inside me like acid
but maybe tomorrow I'm able to smile again.
:iconwhiteeyes-draugluin:
oh I noticed now the background... that is just *__* :heart!!! *drools* the texture is fantastic, how do you dooo that==???

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In this pouring rain where my heart still beats
I walk my own path of disgrace
I walk my own path of hell
What you can't understand are my scars
That still burn inside me like acid
but maybe tomorrow I'm able to smile again.

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