harken back to simpler times / i’m bound to get lucky or bound to die tryin
look in, and up / they say the darkest hour is right before dawn
cut your teeth / the sun’s not yellow, it’s chicken
it’s the end of this thing we call stability / your old road is rapidly aging
footplant / i’ll know my song well before i start singin’
fuck your fears / he not busy being born is busy dying
40in x 30in x 1.5in each
acrylic and spray paint on canvas
5 of the 6 are still available and can be purchased here