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A week in view

I've been FRAMED!!!

That's an amazing frame job of my print "The World Of Traceable Ghosts" that was purchased by my friend Billy Coleman who is an art enthusiast and artist as well. I like the mat color and how it makes the whole thing pop and also seems like part of the pink designs in my piece are effortlessly flowing into the frame. Good job and idea Billy!
I still have about 9 prints left if anyone is interested in them. They are 12" x 18" and printed on archival quality cardstock with a gloss finish and are signed and numbered....LIMITED EDITION! You can very easily buy them in a click, click, click right here
I really should be writing this blog on Sunday but I foresee much resting that day. I wanted to do a recap of the weeks productivity. I'll admit a zillion things and people have popped up to tear me away from my studio but that's life and it's been enjoyable for the most part. But here we go, a visual look at what has been created in the studio this week:
A Dalai Lama on vinyl record with a Golden Lotus for my friend Ricardo Velez
A Tomata du Plenty on vinyl record for my friend Joey Seeman
 A Bomb Pop POP ART for my friend Patrick
A Bomb Pop POP ART for nobody so it could be yours for $18
An Hour Swap painting on wood that was snatched up by Lisa Walter

So as of Friday morning 5 small works and I was shooting for 9 this week. Time to get to work! I feel an Hour Swap coming on today!


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