The (UN)Official FHTV Facial Hair Club


You’ve seen it every happy hour, on every morning walk, at the mail boxes, the pool, hot tub and in the mirror. Better than a secret hand shake, The Unofficial FHTV Facial Hair Club has no secret handshakes, membership dues or passwords but you know the members the minute you see them. Now for the first time, join the celebration of furriness¬† through beach towels, travel mugs, coffee cups or Tshirts. Grow that mustache/goat-tee if you can, join the facial rebellion of non conformity!

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They Shall Not Grow Old


“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.”

Excerpt from “FOR THE FALLEN”
Poem by Robert Laurence Binyon (1869-1943)

This Print is a combination of Acrylic Water Colour and Digital imaging. Posters and Stationary are an ideal remembrance to share with friends and family or anyone with a great respect for those who gave us the freedom we enjoy today.

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Facial Recognition


Sure, look deep into your web camera, talk to your Google speaker, use your retina identification, what could possibly go wrong? Orwell’s Big Brother cant be that close to reality can it? If they tell you to suck it up, suck it up from a Facial Recognition Hot/ Cold Travel Mug! Click to view all the Facial Recognition merchandise. ( Go ahead, I’m not looking).

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Gumbo Night 2018


Blues, Strong Drink and Cigarette smoke fill Bourbon Street. Endless sights and sounds of everything great and wild and uncontrolled combine in The night. Th smell of Bourbon Street is mixed with heat, sweat, alcohol, flowers and gourmet restaurants. The rage of the street is quenched with a large bowl of fragrant and meaty Gumbo. Nothing like it anywhere.gumbo20
16 x 20 Acrylic shallow canvas. $200.00  SOLD


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Lost Signal


The more we connect though devises, the more we loose our connection. Eyes focused on our screens and eyes focused on us. Who are we watching, who’s watching us. How quickly we’re moving into an Orwellian novel.

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Lost Signal
16 x 20 – Acrylic on Deep Canvas

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