for christmas, my mom bought me a book of alphonse mucha's (my favorite.) drawings and illustrations. after flipping through some of the book, i came to my computer, and drew this.
it was a rather slow process, using lots of techniques that i had never tried, in hopes of capturing a smiliar feel to that which mucha always seemed to embody. women with pleasant and archaic smiles, details without details. muted colors and subtle shifts.
it always makes me downtrodden when i think about what was done to the american indians. a culture ive always been facinated with, and one which i will never be able to see, be it in their warring or peace amongst themselves. i wish our forfathers hadnt betrayed, decieved, and all round abuse the indians.