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  1. luluOctober 10, 2008 at 8:17 AM

    hi just got here form my other blog niccce, i like

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  2. AlannahOctober 10, 2008 at 12:24 PM

    I realy like the first one. I like her expression, the strong pencil lines, and the shading on her lips.

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  3. mariposaOctober 10, 2008 at 1:41 PM

    Wow, those are really cool pictures! I like the one with the girl on the bicycle - I like how it has some blue shading to it.

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  4. *::♫♪♥'.victoria.'♥♪♫::*October 10, 2008 at 5:44 PM

    oh yeah, hes cuter than cute, hes adorable! haha jk lol =)

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  5. AnonymousOctober 10, 2008 at 7:14 PM

    more nice pictures...

    you don't know that. vic could think anything of me.

    oh. i just read her comment. oh dear. oh dear oh dear.

    [no comment]

    ;)

    krl

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  6. DibsyOctober 11, 2008 at 4:24 PM

    How do you put pictures on the internet? Cause I might try doing the same thing you're doing.

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  7. SydneyOctober 11, 2008 at 7:42 PM

    love the last one's cross shading!

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  8. ellieOctober 12, 2008 at 8:12 PM

    Beautiful artwork. I love your creativity.

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  9. Neon DuckOctober 13, 2008 at 2:59 PM

    Hi,

    THanks for your comment, it's nice when people show up, Thoose are really cool pictures, I wish I could draw, but unfortunately I have talents in useless, random areas.

    ~Neon DUck

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