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So the Little Prince, despite all the goodwill of his love, had soon come to mistrust her. He had taken seriously certain inconsequential remarks and had grown very unhappy.

… “In those days, I didn’t understand anything. I should have judged her according to her actions, not her words. She perfumed my planet and lit up my life. I should never have run away! I ought to have realized the tenderness underlying her silly pretensions. Flowers are so contradictory! But I was too young to know how to love her.”

Finally! I got time to work on this more this weekend, and I finished yaaay! 

So you guys probably guessed by now that this is from Saint-Exupery’s The Little Prince. I’m not going to lie, this book changed my life. If it didn’t come to me when I needed it, well… I would be a very different person without it. And I realized that I subconsciously made parallels between my characters Vincent and Victoria with the Prince and the Rose. So, I dunno… I just wanted to draw it. 

Weirdest painting I ever painted, ever.