You will rise

you will rise

“You will rise”

Mixed media/May 2017

Titled by the song I was listening to while making the artwork. Nothing special about it, just trying to exist.

Have a nice day, everyone!

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~ by Oloriel on May 22, 2017.

33 Responses to “You will rise”

  1. I love the colours.

  2. This is beautiful

  3. Very cool. Love way some of it looks like spilt oil in the sun. At least it looks to have that sheen.

  4. Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.

  5. Beautiful and such depth in her eyes ❤

  6. The colors in your art are breath-taking and wonderful. 🙂

  7. It not only exists, but you have brought her to life. Talented!

  8. There is something reminding me of a sepia photo here.

  9. beautiful colors

  10. Very beautiful! 🙂

  11. It is totally special!!!!!!

  12. Reblogged this on Queen's end.

  13. Wow. I love the detail, from the woman’s gaze to the shapes that make up her hair to… it’s wonderful!

  14. Where are you?♡♡♡

  15. Beautiful!

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