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“Skin”, “Flower” and “Sacrifice”

Posted on May 2, 2010 by Luke Dani Blue

Skin

18" X 24" Chalk Pastel

18" X 24" chalk pastel

Sacrifice

18" X 24" chalk pastel

These are some more images from the hunter/hunted series that I am working on. The last is a sketch. Which is kind of pornographic, though it’s occurring to me that this whole series is kind of pornographic. Oops.

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