Wings Dispatched| by syndroid

2D • Illustration • posted on Apr 01, 2003

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Wings Dispatched| Even a prostitute is a person... Think before you judge Syndroid

Comments (14)

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KingPtolemy

8:13AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

Excellent artwork, great concept!!!

calzgal

8:25AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

She's beautiful, a very well stated expression. Nice work!

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ascrazy

9:30AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

Fantastic idea!!! Excellent!!

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borsy

10:03AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

Excellent artwork!!! Wonderful concept that was executed beautifully!!!

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mmirnii

11:25AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

wow.. so cool! nice work.

GODspeed

11:36AM | Tue, 01 April 2003

awsome concept.... 1 lil thing though... the blur where the bra was... needs a lil touch up.. maybe extend the wings down 25 pix? Good job

idil

1:02PM | Tue, 01 April 2003

this work rocks!! i adore this.. !

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gunsan

2:28PM | Tue, 01 April 2003

Great idea and wonderfully done!! And a reminder that we shall not judge, for what we see is not the whole picture.

Tanialmeida

4:12PM | Tue, 01 April 2003

U are indeed from a different kind ;0] well seen well done! xzllent compo!

gallimel

1:08AM | Wed, 02 April 2003

for me this image is among your best. You know why as I have written it in the forum :) Hugs :)

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rudaMajka

8:27AM | Wed, 02 April 2003

Wonderful!!!

pixologist0001

12:19PM | Wed, 02 April 2003

you are the fuckin man!!!!! yeat another dope image

Antoonio

11:45PM | Wed, 02 April 2003

biiig smile This works.

frogman

2:52PM | Fri, 25 April 2003

the following extractions are from a poem by James Kavanaugh...the title of this poem is "Maria"... lonely prostitute on a street of pain, You, at least hail me and speak to me While a thousand others ignore my face. You offer me an hour of love, And your fees are not as costly as most. You are the madonna of the lonely,....... ...You are the meadow where desperate men Can find a moment's comfort. Men have paid more to their wives To know a bit of peace And coud not walk away without the guilt That masquerades as love....... ...... You admit that your love is for a fee, Few women can be as honest....... .......You give what you promise--take your paltry fee--and wander on the endless, aching pavements of pain......... .......You know more of universal love than the nations who thrive on war...More than the churches whose dogmas are private vendettas made sacred.........More than tall building and sprawling factories...where men ware chains....You are a lonely prostitute who speaks to me as I pass.......