Mountain lion kitten

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Wolf
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Mon Nov 19, 2007 1:29 am
Wolf says... · Mon Nov 19, 2007 1:29 am
Wow!
That is a truly amazing piece of art. It's so well done, what with the wooden lid and all...it looks so real!
I wish the lighting were better, but it's still really, really good!
Keep painting,
.:Ayra:.

P•S•- You should make a book of all your wildlife paintings. It could be published. Seriously.
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GingerLizzy
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Mon Nov 26, 2007 10:49 am
GingerLizzy says... · Mon Nov 26, 2007 10:49 am
Kimmy, you make me green with envy!

This is super, although I cant help but think ti would look better with a little more orange on the lion cub. I'm not sure if it was just the flash of the camera, but I think it looks a little too white.

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Knurla
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Mon Nov 26, 2007 8:17 pm
Knurla says... · Mon Nov 26, 2007 8:17 pm
love it! it's so cute! I love the way it looks it's roaring.
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canislupis
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Tue Nov 27, 2007 7:35 pm
canislupis says... · Tue Nov 27, 2007 7:35 pm
You are an amazing artist. Something about the angle of the jaw seems a bit odd, but that could be just me. :D I wish I could paint like that.....
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Kim
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Fri Nov 30, 2007 9:48 pm
Kim says... · Fri Nov 30, 2007 9:48 pm
thank you for all of your comments , i really appreciate them.
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