Magic, unleashed from its chains, erupted from the fountain of milk. Ophelia stood there, soaking up its rays, gaining strength, courage and realising her dreams coming true, whilst London slept on, blissfully unaware.
It started with a splash of milk and took on a life of its own! A combination of 3 photos, lots of layered textures, masking, colourised, dodged and burned. London rose up in the background. Just one thing missing, Ophelia!
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The weak afternoon sun was just penetrating through the ominous black clouds, sparkling on the calm waters of the loch,…
A Leopard lay amidst the trees, hiding in its greeny leaves, Lazing in the noon day sun, with no desire,…
Her steely glare burnt through a purple Haze. She was sexy and she was determined! Inspired by a challenge. In…
He gazed up adoringly at his owner. They were busy talking, but he was sure that if he stared at…
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