When she was six, she didn't presume for a swain,
All the boys tried to attract her attention, in vain.
That's the sea of Perfection, she expected to swim,
These colorless boys rivaled to kindle her, with vim.
But what really melted the heart of this white swan,
Was proving, without eraser, an Ideal could be drawn.


Time : 25 hours
Software : Photoshop CS2
Tool : Wacom Intuos 4M

Work in progress :

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