Who Let Frank Out? Art Print Frame Color:Black

Who Let Frank Out? Art Print Frame Color:BlackWho Let Frank Out? A Childhood Memory Frank the cat, is at my feet, He paws at my door when monsters creep. I let him in, fall fast in his fuzzy embrace, Frank on my belly, his pads on my face. Scared 'cause the Creepers were loud in the night, We huddle cuddle, blankets pulled tight. By morning, my mother would come in, soft and sweet, She'd pick him up, "Oh Baby, do you want something to eat?" No words for me, just silence and space, No lie, Frank

and perspective

In the story of a porcelain tale

I chose to follow my artistic instinct

𝕹𝖔 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖘 𝖎𝖋 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉

This vibrant artwork portrays a woman with her eyes closed

paper prints of engravings

your companion

my punk rock band

Looking into the distance through blinds: Reflections on an infinite water

you are the one who listens

Photos of aged galvanized iron cladding inspired this abstract work

This work arises from paint stains that I digitize and intervene personally