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East ofthe Sun West ofthe Moon

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elfgrove
Published: Jan 11, 2010
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Part of ~elfgrove's & =Asatira's Steampunk Fairy Tales universe.

The peasant girl, Johanne Westgard, based on East of the Sun and West of the Moon --costume design copyright © ~elfgrove/B.R. Shropshire, designed specifically for ~earthstar.

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Colored version of:
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The character is the peasant girl from the folk tale East of the Sun and West of the Moon. The design is based on some direction from and a photo of ~earthstar and a coat she already owns. It was a lot of fun putting together a design for this with the known constraints and a specific person in mind.

Rather than the horses, I've given her a flying machine--seen in the background, and instead of going from horse to horse begging directions, she has an Ætheric compass connected to a mechanical golden bird to lead her way to the castle East of the Sun and West of the Moon.
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JenesisDark
Nov 3, 2010
Beautiful work, I love the mucha influence and such a neat twist on the tale.
But the face, it bugs. :/ Which is rather small considering how wonderful everything else looks! Needs a touch of shading to really bring it out! :D
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