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Masquerade: Art Journal Mixed Media Collage

Masquerade: Art Journal Page, mixed media collage

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gustav klimt mother and child
gustav klimt mother and child
Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Stoclet Frieze Expectation
Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Stoclet Frieze Expectation
Picasso Tete d'une Femme Lisant (Head of a Woman Reading)
pencil sketch eye
underwater scene painted on a rock
acrylic on milk can
ink art calligraphy
sun and moon acrylic painting
acrylic on milk can
Psalm 16: art journal lettering and doodle
deep sea painting (acrylic on wood)
deep sea painting (acrylic on wood)
art journal, lettering
pencil sketch eye
gustav klimt mother and child
Chalkboard lettering
Chalkboard calligraphy
Picasso's Tete d’une Femme Lisant (Head of a Woman Reading): Rendition in black and white
Picasso’s Tete d’une Femme Lisant (Head of a Woman Reading): Rendition in black and white
deep sea painting (acrylic on wood)
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Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Stoclet Frieze Expectation, crop
Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Stoclet Frieze Expectation
mixed media collage - white lettering
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mixed media collage
pencil sketch eye
art journal lettering: Psalm 126
Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Family
Gustav Klimt, Rendition of Family
gustav klimt mother and child
marker, water soluble crayon
Masquerade: Art Journal Page, mixed media collage
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