‘A Vision at the Portal of Elysium’ by Ed ‘Bear’ C.U. Lewis
I saw him standing at the gate of heaven. It was in a dream, but seemed so real I was...
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Read moreDetailsSteven J. Levin was born in Minneapolis MN in 1964. His interest in art began early, when as a young...
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Read moreDetailsWilliam Storck has painted professionally for over 30 years. His work is in private collections throughout the United States as...
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