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She was white like the sands, tawny like the sands, solitary and burning like the sands.--Honore de Balzac, Passion in the Desert

This is a piece that breathed it's own unequivocal meaning as it came to be; With this sentience it became a demanding mistress, unrelenting and even cruel. But such is the way with some paintings. I cannot say it is my best, the problem with painting certain recurring ideas that exist in our conscious mind is the subconscious is always rewriting them even as we paint them, editing away ideas deemed superfluous and embellishing upon ideas left understated in earlier ruminations. In honesty I could probably spend eternity revisiting this piece, but it is time to move on to the new ideas that breath with molten breath against my muse. I promise to one whose name I dare not utter, next time I will do better <:.
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Tools: Photoshop CS5, Wacom Intuos 3
Size: 7773x4371 px at 300dpi
Prints: Find prints in my store at [link] (Larger format available than through DA!)

Description
She was white like the sands, tawny like the sands, solitary and burning like the sands.--Honore de Balzac, Passion in the Desert

This is a piece that breathed it's own unequivocal meaning as it came to be; With this sentience it became a demanding mistress, unrelenting and even cruel. But such is the way with some paintings. I cannot say it is my best, the problem with painting certain recurring ideas that exist in our conscious mind is the subconscious is always rewriting them even as we paint them, editing away ideas deemed superfluous and embellishing upon ideas left understated in earlier ruminations. In honesty I could probably spend eternity revisiting this piece, but it is time to move on to the new ideas that breath with molten breath against my muse. I promise to one whose name I dare not utter, next time I will do better <:.
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Tools: Photoshop CS5, Wacom Intuos 3
Size: 7773x4371 px at 300dpi
Prints: Find prints in my store at [link] (Larger format available than through DA!)