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Things Fall Apart
Ink, thread, fishing line on paper
Ethereal partnerships govern procreation. Acceptance of their worldliness is necessary when they fall into disarray. Whatever spirit is that may have existed can either be squelched in a fictional eternity or live on in newfound happiness. The resulting parties of a broken marriage survive as whole entities forever influences by love's ability to fail.
Limbs and Landscapes
This series of waterbased, monoprints is an exploration of biological spectrums I question and then locate myself on.
PRINTS

Rustic Pressure
30in. x 20in. Ink

Reach
26in. x 18in. Ink

Flee or Glee?
16in. x 11in. Ink

Black Bury Realms
16in. x 11in. Ink

Sinking Seep
26in. x 20in. Ink

Smother Your Mother
26in. x 16in. Ink
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