I am going, are you coming?
I am going, are you coming?

The seven images, shown from this body of work, are at the Foundry Vineyards

from May 4th, till July 29, 2018.

They are pigment prints, the image is 20 by 30 inches, on Canson Platine Fiber Rag 310 gsm, prepared with museum glass, and conservation matting. The frames are a deep set white frame. Made in Walla Walla, in the glorious year of 2018. Each image is in edition of 10.

Please contact Foundry Vineyards for press release and purchasing.

www.foundryvineyards.com

Curtain Call.
Curtain Call.

The strangers gathered, as the stage was set.

Coat of Many Colors.
Coat of Many Colors.

Each tree had a story to tell, some had costumes.

The Great Hoo-rah.
The Great Hoo-rah.

After racing around the yard, the flags reflected their youth, and the cedar thanked them.

Exhale the winter's gush.
Exhale the winter's gush.

As we stood, so many years later, we laughed as the feeling left us.

Never ending Voice
Never ending Voice

Pulling the sky into itself and expelling the dreams of others.

Underworld Sky.
Underworld Sky.

And with this moment, I was done. And so was she.

Leaving the warren of disbelief.
Leaving the warren of disbelief.

The sky shifted and our steps flooded from the edges.

I am going, are you coming?
Curtain Call.
Coat of Many Colors.
The Great Hoo-rah.
Exhale the winter's gush.
Never ending Voice
Underworld Sky.
Leaving the warren of disbelief.
I am going, are you coming?

The seven images, shown from this body of work, are at the Foundry Vineyards

from May 4th, till July 29, 2018.

They are pigment prints, the image is 20 by 30 inches, on Canson Platine Fiber Rag 310 gsm, prepared with museum glass, and conservation matting. The frames are a deep set white frame. Made in Walla Walla, in the glorious year of 2018. Each image is in edition of 10.

Please contact Foundry Vineyards for press release and purchasing.

www.foundryvineyards.com

Curtain Call.

The strangers gathered, as the stage was set.

Coat of Many Colors.

Each tree had a story to tell, some had costumes.

The Great Hoo-rah.

After racing around the yard, the flags reflected their youth, and the cedar thanked them.

Exhale the winter's gush.

As we stood, so many years later, we laughed as the feeling left us.

Never ending Voice

Pulling the sky into itself and expelling the dreams of others.

Underworld Sky.

And with this moment, I was done. And so was she.

Leaving the warren of disbelief.

The sky shifted and our steps flooded from the edges.

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