my mantra l > m less is greater than more i apologize for my momentary loss of mind, i am used of that my comment should have been:
as finer piece of photography i cannot recall having the pleasure of viewing; your capture of the curved lines of the female anatomy i feel blessed for your sharing your gifted eye for art and i have and keep an open mind for i do know one thing for sure i do not know everything; i cannot imagine i shall ever see as fine an artwork which its subject so amazingly captures beauty; and what i and many others find to be the definition of beauty for i have yet to behold anything my eyes convinced my brain to have more beauty than the soft subtle curves of a female whom possesses a fine body; and the model in Silk Lines is in possession of beauty of the highest form...i bet she got it from her moma, and should proudly flaunt such a masterpiece as a peacock showing his feathers to get laid.
peace and love to you and yours, thanks for sharing,
a fine behind that goddess would envy... a beautiful photograph captured beauty as only someone blessed with the gift of the eye of an artist as you could create such fine an art piece. your best is yet ahead of you hone your artistic talent creating an artform of your own; such that with a mere glance those familiar with your talent will know its your work and appreciate every piece you are soon to master; and hopefully be able to sell enough of your enjoyment in the passion that is necessary to continue your craft and afford food and shelter at the least...Vincent Van Gogh had not got a single cent for his work; though his brother lied and told him on that he had sold a few of his works and gave him enough to survive and allow him to afford his vices allowing him and some working ladies of the night to treat them to the pleasure to dance with the Green Fairy once they had consumed enough Absinth they werent only drunk but also on a mellow without paranoid irrational bad trip state of mind that other forms of mind altering substances can become overwhelming usually caused by inexperience with correct dose while Absinth (in all of my dealings with that moonshine tasting mellow nice warm fuzzy altered mind) which is readily available on the web...a hundred us dollars per bottle was my absinth of choice; its front label is a self portrait a famed artist who wore a large bandage over his left (not 100 percent sure that its not his right ear) which was as grand a gesture of his showing that his love for a woman (he expressed it by cutting it off then sending it to the love of his life) whom i pretty sure freaked out and wanted nothing ever to do with the painter; guess she wasnt impressed probably wanted material objects for him to show his love...freaked oiut his friend Gaugin who fled to Tahatti...now Van Gogh's art is priceless...to quote the master whom acknowledged he didnt paint but attacked the canvass "i you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint' then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced." "they teach you there's a boundary line to music; but man, there is no boundary lines to art" Charlie Parker