High Art - Volume 1


Willkommen to my gallery. I do enjoy a bit of art, from time to time. Huzzah, I say! The internets are a capital place to find nice, large copies of paintings I have enjoyed both in person and from afar. Please I do hope you enjoy these as much as I have!












































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