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Limited Edition Print: Tone is Word


7" x 10" Hand Embellished Print - Limited Run of 20

Paired with an ekphrastic poem written by Louis Jeannot.

"Our wicked Ids, death drives, egos; constellated like a mobile of scars, carefully counterbalanced, centrifuging in the canopy of sleep. When we itch to forget, we’re wishing instead to muzzle the unquiet in us. We look for a fawn’s bed, swirled in gossiping tall grass, a lay-me-down-in-the-dream whisper at the nape of the neck; place to hold your breath, sleep deeper."