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gardening in the dark

gardening in the dark

inks, aquarelle, pastel, pens. 11/11/22
60cm x 45cm

https://www.instagram.com/christophermarcford/

11 Nov This entry was published on 11/11/2022 at 11:40. It’s filed under Painting and tagged Christopher Marc Ford, colour, fishing in the dark, gardening at night, painting. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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