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Lindsay wants me to design a logo for a post New Year’s masquerade ball. The theme is to play off the masquerade ball scene in Marie Antoinette.

Fueling my obsession with Mucha I’m thinking about doing something like the Moet & Chandon paintings with the circle framing and chopping the figure.

[rerdrfeswafty ewsrfg ewazfgy6e4wqazftgy6e43azv juhyrx `cv`] <- I just spilled tea on my keyboard… here’s to hoping nothing goes seriously wrong.

I’m thinking that for coloring I will use varying hues of blues to keep the New Year theme, perhaps silver stars within the circle… Not to sure on the dress color for the figure though… I could just keep it black and continue the masquerade painted mask as well as Marie Antoinette’s outfit theme.

Meh, I’m sending Lindsay a link to this sketchbook sketch to see if she has any additional input.
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