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The Last Push!

"Las Grutas 2" now on view at Deep Ellum Art Co.

We're almost done with December! But we aren't rushing through it- just trying to savor it and make it count.
I got sideswiped by my old friend PAIN this week and it knocked me into bed for 2 whole days. 😬 Today my resolve is to get back in the studio and get these records done.
But wanted to post about current stuff- the point of today's blog...
Currently on view at DEEP ELLUM ART CO. I have three pieces on view and for sale at Deep Ellum Art Co, the exhibit will be up for 2 weeks so if you have family in town and are wandering around in that neck of the woods or feel like collecting new art for the new year- head over there for the exhibit "Winter Flight".
And Im doing my BIGGEST SALE OF THE YEAR...40% off your purchase in my Shopify shop. Originals and prints!
The one on the bottom SOLD yesterday but the one on top is still available, as well as a few other originals. Use code: HOLIDAY for 40% off your order.
Aside from that Im in the studio painting vinyl records and trying to finish up everyones orders so I can attend to my own holidays/pain, etc. 
It is what it is! Must push through!
Thanks everyone who have kept me busy with work and collected from me this year- all in all its been one of the better years my little business has seen. 🎄❤ 



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