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Art Piece - Flutter



TITLE - Flutter
MEDIUM - acrylic, glass of canvas
DIMENSIONS - 12' x 12'
SUGGESTED PRICE - SOLD

DESCRIPTION -
This is a piece where two star crossed objects came together to create art. I had a 12x12 canvas that I'd yet to sell and wanted to put glass on. I didn't have any glass that would fit or the capability to cut glass so I was stuck. Then a friend gave me a small mirror and without even measuring it I knew it would fit. I took it home and low and behold they were a perfect match. :)


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