Another shot from my new muse...
A story of a predator and a prey which are not what they seemed to be... The lost of the innocence, the contrast between males/females.
Une autre belle shot de ma nouvelle muse...
L'histoire d'un prédateur et de sa proie qui ne sont pas ce qu'ils semblent êtres... La perte de l'innocence, les contrastes entre mâles/femelles.
''Everything started when I met that gal. Pure. Innocent. Just as I like 'em. Everything seemed so easy. I should have notice that something was wrong when she nailed me down with her black deep eyes. Then, she smiled and blowed my a kiss. And that was it! I couldn't think about
nothing else but her smell!''
''So here I was, Waiting For Lili, minding what she was wearing. As I was telling to myself that she was probably wearing her tinny beauty, I heard loud footsteps in the shadow. The Devil was back to swallow my foolish soul, because, you know, what else could I have done but sign for the eyes of that delicious creature?
Photoshop CS2, Canon PowerShot SD100, Wacom, acrylic, tapes, 29x18.