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Original Painting

Arise

-The original painting measures 18"x24" and is 1.5"deep.

-It was painted on birch wood panel with acrylic paint. The wings have been painted over a layer of writing about thoughts on wildness

-The painting sits flush against the wall and has a wire hanger along the back.

-It will come titled and signed on the back.

-A pack of free prairie flower seeds will be included with your order.

The Story:

-~The Story~

Fire winged wanderer. You used to knew me when you were young, and when I was many.

You may see me passing above, passing through, but not to stay, never to keep. I am not for you. A pet to be raised, a pretty thing to be praised. A thing kept in jars, like a half formed idea, wings crumpled.

We were meant to be wild.

 

Archival prints are available in sizes 5"x7", 8"x10" and 11"x14"

 

5"x7" print

Full bleed- no border

Printed with archival inks, making it fade resistant.

Printed on 110 lb. acid free paper

Carefully packaged with a sturdy board backing (So your print will not bend).

Comes in a resealable acid-free crystal clear bag for protection.

Comes signed on the back.

 

8"x10" print

Has a slim white border.

Printed with archival inks, making it fade resistant.

Printed on 110 lb. acid free paper

Carefully packaged with a sturdy board backing (So your print will not bend).

Comes in a resealable acid-free crystal clear bag for protection.

Comes signed on the back.

 

11x14" prints

This is a full bleed print- no border

It is printed on archival crystal photo paper with archival ink so it will never fade.

It has a satin finish.

Carefully packaged with a sturdy, board backing (So your print will not bend).

Comes in a Resealable acid-free crystal clear bag for protection.

Comes signed on the back.

This is a custom printed, so please allow 2-3 weeks for delivery.

Arise original Painting

$966.00 Regular Price
$772.80Sale Price
  • ~The Story~

    Fire winged wanderer. You used to knew me when you were young, and when I was many.

    You may see me passing above, passing through, but not to stay, never to keep. I am not for you. A pet to be raised, a pretty thing to be praised. A thing kept in jars, like a half formed idea, wings crumpled.

    We were meant to be wild.

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