The mirror’s blessing, The mirror’s spell, That casts each Beauty into hell.
Like a web’s intimate Tangle of lies, Like a spider that Feasts on fat little flies.
The raven, he whispers Sweet nothings in your ear, The sound of your beauty Is all that you hear.
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This was fully drawn in PS CS4, about 9 hours. I had much fun drawing it and it was a nice experience. I used this stock photo as reference for the woman: [link]
Maybe there are more of the seven deadly sins to follow!
-- I hope you like it! Every fav and comment is ighly appreciated! --
-- this is also my entry for the Halloween Contest of the group Female-Kingdom here: [link]
Wow, I really like this. The whole thing blurring out into oblivion and blending together really makes the whole thing look a lot more eerie. I love how you put some images in the smoke, like the skull. One thing I wonder about is the varying spots of light in the center of the image next to her head, it looks like those were forced and generally look like you were getting lazy. Otherwise, the shading on the sleeves is wonderful, and the purple hue on the crow/raven is very nice. Her forehead does look a little large, but that's your artistic license on that one. Love the whole design in general, and keep up the good work.
einfach mal genial! die atmosphäre haut ein um =O mit den totenköpfen im rauch und den haaren die so abstehn und alles sieht megacool aus!!! hab nur ne frage, ob ich das gedicht richtig versteh: ist gemeint dass der spiegel jede schönheit zweifeln lässt oder gehts um selbstverliebtheit?
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