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calm meadow of heaven in the summer. spiralknights

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Published: Jul 2, 2013

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Summer in the tranquil meadow of heaven spiralknights themed. right to left. vog cubs, tortodrone, sloom, iron wood sentinel, sloom bargo, and jelly green giant. Although there's more extinct monsters, the golden monsters wouldn't make a difference in a black and white picture. Many fan art are created by using the computer so i decided to do this picture the traditional way by hand drawing this with charcoal since charcoal is one of the oldest art materials.

Created by piosionous-snarby for tevs great contest 2.0. summer themed.

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1600x1200px 805.54 KB

Make

OLYMPUS IMAGING CORP.

Model

FE340,X855,C560

Shutter Speed

10/150 second

Aperture

F/3.5

Focal Length

6 mm