SCARY ECHO
Above the closed and fringéd lid
’Neath which thy slumb’ring soul lies hid,
That, o’er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
(E.A. Poe)
Subject | 2 × 2 cm, Aquarell |
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Paper | 300g Water Color Paper |
Dimensions | 20 × 20 cm |
Original
90 €
Print
25 €
1 of 10 prints in original size on Hahnemühle PhotoRag® 308 gsm