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Eric Bach
Doer of many things:
@goodboywine @futureisfine @westandwild
Formerly Co-founder @hipcamp
We are very proud to bring you Over/Under part deux with professional artist, @andy.dxn! Here we discuss important topics, such as:
1️⃣ The “slow reveal”
2️⃣ Anonymous art critics
3️⃣ AI sex robots (again)
4️⃣ Collaborating with luxury brands
5️⃣ “Price on request”
What’s your take?
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
This year has been full of extremes; planning a wedding and a funeral, something I never imagined I would have to do at the same time. The joy and the heartbreak sit side by side.
My mom, Babette, lived life with unstoppable joie de vivre. She was a full-on francophile (I mean, she even changed her name from Elizabeth to Babette after living in France!), someone who made food an art form and taught us that life is meant to be savored. She was defiant, not in anger, but in her refusal to live by anyone else’s rules. She practiced law her own way, conserved land that needed to be protected, and chose love over convention every single time. She was such a light and a force at the same time.
She gave me that same spirit; the courage to travel the world (she called it my “PhD in life”), to take risks, to be an entrepreneur, and to always lead with love.
While she’s gone, I still feel her everywhere, especially in nature; in the sudden glimpse of an owl peering down from its perch while I hike in the hills of Griffith Park, in the chimney swifts darting in and out of her home in Sarasota, and in the moss-draped oaks swaying gently in the breeze at her beloved river property. Her presence lingers in these living details, reminding me she’s still here.
One thing is for certain, there will never be another Babette. 💜
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
#OTMEngagement 💍 “@ebachalypse was my very first—and only—date on @Raya,” @monbouquettejewelry Designer @lilmonbo shares of how she met her future fiancé. “I was immediately drawn to his profile: entrepreneur, outdoorsy, loves live music and contemporary art. But what sealed the deal? A random photo of Pavarotti on a tiny scooter. To this day, I have no idea why it was there or what it meant, but I laughed out loud.” 🛵
After one year and seven months together, Eric proposed during Frieze Week in Los Angeles. 🌴 He said they had been invited to a private event at @the_wolfordhouse in Mount Washington—Lily loved its whole vibe. “We walked into the house at golden hour. The sun was setting. The space was empty. I was confused,” she recalls. 🌅 “Then I looked at Eric and he was tearing up. He couldn’t get a word out, but he pulled out a box, dropped to one knee, and opened it to reveal his mother’s diamond ring and necklace. He told me he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me...As a jewelry designer, it meant everything that he gave me his mother’s ring and told me to take the stones and—with her blessing design my own ring.”
The two are getting married on April 3, 2026, in New Orleans. ⚜️ And ahead of the big day, Eric’s mom threw them a lovely engagement party—complete with a tiered butter cake. 🧈 To this, Lily wore a vintage lace suit set from @happyisles_salon and aptly debuted her brand’s new bridal pieces.
Go to the 🔗 in bio to submit your #OTMEngagement story.
📷: @davidbourke.dp @lightsensitivities
🧈: @sadadutra
#engagement #proposal #bridal #bride #2026bride #2026wedding
This space was made for entertaining 🎉 @ebachalypse, art collector and owner of natural wine company Good Boy Wine, welcomes us into his bright and airy Los Angeles home.
Full episode on HOMEWORTHY.COM!
#homeworthy #house #housetour #home #hometour #interiordesign #style #interiors #interiordecor #losangeles #bachelorpad
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
Proud of this one. Works on Paper was a project that I dreamt up with @elizadumais and @pandasayz awhile back. The idea was to handpick a group of 12 talented emerging artists, each of which would create a unique work on paper, that would then become a wine label for @goodboywine AND the works would be featured at an opening exhibition.
I love wine, I love art, and I love people, so this was truly a dream to pull together ❤️
📸: @spitfire11
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