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Defining Skill?


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Peace & smiley face (draw)

Art is a means of expressing things. Art styling is the complex labor that people in a natural way. It is special skill that needs long-term training to form. However, with one imaginative pursuit, it's easy to run out of mind!



( A girl holding red wine glass)



About Sketcher:

 Rashmani Hemam is an aspirant artist, uses to create her drawings are colour, pen and graphite pencil and then goes over them with tenderness and unique designs and quality picture as that is her pride and joy. She likes to draw people, the human figure, traditional medium and people going their daily lives.
Her sketches have a rough, edgy design that we love, she puts a lot of effort and self taught into her drawings.


What we love:
The use of simple drawing tools created a very distinct style. Rashmani hemam drawing is very interesting and she clearly has wide range of artistic talents.


( Meitei traditional attire V. model style)




( Inpui traditional attire)










(Melancholia illustration)





(Elegance and harmony mind)

If you are interesting on her artwork or regard to order, please contact her at rashmanihemam@gmail.com

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About  Sketch of B.Malg. Bariam

B. Malg.Bariam is a young artist and MBBS student who lives in the Manipur. Most of her drawings and sketches take human figures inspiration. She prefer using graphite pencil and make looks more creative.



What we love:

She had a gentle, sad sense of humor, and that shows up in drawing she makes. Malg Bariam also has a great art style, that suit what she draws perfectly.














Do you have any questions or requests on her drawings?
She'd be delighted to hear from you!
bariamMalg@gmail.com


If you have any questions, please feel free to contact the respective blogger at bariambredeemson700@gmail.com We will be happy to assist you!









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