My dear friend Giata Frabini has reminded me of my floral works, in the best possible way, by buying some with my own currency, Newfie Coin.
I’m supposed to be a semi-retired “senior artist” now, going over my negatives with a light table and a magnifying glass, sipping something Portuguese (No. The wine, you idiot), and assembling elegant coffee-table books of my life’s work.
HA HA HA HA HAAAAA!
Ah, the books don’t get done. Well one did, but nobody buys them.
But I *have* assembled a collection of the images–just for Giata, mind you–but you too could own some, and that would make you happier, I know it.
The collection is on Minds, because FUCK FACEBOOK TERMS AND CONDITIONS, here: