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BLOOD & INK | HEIRLOOM FINE ART PRINTS

BLOOD & INK | HEIRLOOM FINE ART PRINTS

$45.00
$45.00
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Museum-quality, velvety-matte giclée prints, available in multiple sizes. Made to order, and printed in the USA on archival, heavyweight fine art paper with a subtle watercolor texture.

For those who aim to experience my work as closely to my intent as possible, these prints offer the most immersive experience available, short of being present when I create it.  If you think it looks lovely on the screen, wait until you see this print in person!

A full collector’s guide to caring for your print can be found HERE

Why invest in a fine art print?

OUTSTANDING LONGEVITY

Each of my Heirloom giclée prints is created using certified archival paper and inks. With proper care and display, your print will maintain color and quality for up to 100 years in home display and 300 years in dark storage, enduring long enough to pass on to future generations of art collectors.

EXCEPTIONAL COLOR ACCURACY

Utilizing 7 dye-based inks, giclée printing offers enhanced color accuracy via a vibrant, expanded array of printable colors. A wider palette ensures that my artwork is reproduced the way I intended it to be viewed: with vivid colors, rich blacks, bright whites, smooth gradients, and exceptional image clarity.

READ ALYSSA'S ARTIST ESSAY FOR "BLOOD AND INK"

Writing is a form of therapy for me, just like visual art. Sometimes, it can be uncomfortable but necessary. I write how I feel. I write about my life and my struggles, my triumphs and downfalls. The wall between me and the reader is a thin veil. I let the fabric flutter and twist, revealing more of the face beneath than I often intend.

 For any writer, it can hurt to let go of your words, especially when you know letting go means they are in the world, forever out of your hands, melding into the ether and becoming part of someone else. Stories are a liminal space; anyone can step into them and stay for a while.

Some days, it weighs heavy on my heart to have others staying in my stories, thoughts, and experiences. Being the one to open the door is to become subject to constant coming and going without your knowledge. The readers often stride past me, pouring into the hallways between the lines, opening guestrooms, rummaging through my file cabinets, and rearranging all the decor.

It can be painful to say something out loud, no matter how much you shroud it in fiction or layer a softness over the thorns. Fiction is rooted in the truth that we have excised from our souls and written in our blood, pouring it into the ink when the pen begins to run dry. While the reader stays in the comfortable shelter of your stories, you go out to drag the lake for unfinished business. Heaving another line out of that abyss is hard and tiresome, but you keep returning because you know a wanderer is out there, searching for refuge in the words you have yet to pull from the water. Forever Persephone, stepping in and out of the darkness. 

To all the writers I know who feel the same: this crimson tableaux is dedicated to you.

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