01-11-2007, 07:27 AM | #1 (permalink) |
Femme Fatale
Location: Elysium
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Calender
My company asked me to design their 2007 company calender seeing that they didn't want to reuse the one from last year.
They were very pleased with the result and so am I Last year's design My design
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I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. |
01-11-2007, 08:01 AM | #3 (permalink) | |
Femme Fatale
Location: Elysium
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The basic design is pretty much the same but the use of different colors and images sure made all the difference; it looks more light and airy now.
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I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. |
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01-11-2007, 09:33 AM | #4 (permalink) |
loving the curves
Location: my Lady's manor
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Beautiful images Nancy. I would like to hear about how you did them, worked on them, and maybe get to see closeups of each one. Nothing like a well-done and original set of Horoscope graphics
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And now to disengage the clutch of the forebrain ... I'm going with this - if you like artwork visit http://markfineart.ca |
01-11-2007, 10:42 PM | #6 (permalink) |
Femme Fatale
Location: Elysium
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Cheers, Clavus!
Kramus, The illustrations aren't my creations I'm afraid. They were made by a local teacher who does watercolors in her spare time. Close up: Beautiful, aren't they?
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I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Something horrible is happening inside of me and I don't know why. My nightly bloodlust has overflown into my days. I feel lethal, on the verge of frenzy. I think my mask of sanity is about to slip. |
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