jueves, 26 de julio de 2012

Fusion Dancer

""The sky is blue" he said "the grass is green". Looking up, he saw that, on the contrary, the sky is like the veils which a thousand Madonnas have let fall from their hair; and the grass fleets and darkens like a flight of girls fleeing the embraces of hairy satyrs from enchanted woods."

(Medium: Colored pencil, charcoal pencil and gimp. Form inspired by Man Ray's Chevelures)



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