Watcher // J Coleman Miller //

$2,450.00
Limited Edition #1 of 10 from the Vapor Series, this large archival inkjet print on aluminum panel with gloss UV coating is signed, numbered and ready to hang.
FREE SHIPPING in the Continental USA via Fedex Ground from the gallery Houston.

A funny thing happened on the way to aleatoria...
Somewhere between representation and abstraction, J. Coleman Miller finds a new kind of surrealist expressionism. Eerie aqueous faces of angst and passion hidden within diaphanous veils of liquid flesh. Floral fluids teeming with twisted crickets. Tortured spirits embroiled in gaseous infernos. Nebulous glacial prehistoria infected with fractal relfections and vitreous pathogens. Sultry vaporous nymphs smoldering in the molten pools of aleatoric magma from which the earliest signs of art emerged. The mysterious images of J. Coleman Miller evoke wonder and delight without allowing us to
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Limited Edition #1 of 10 from the Vapor Series, this large archival inkjet print on aluminum panel with gloss UV coating is signed, numbered and ready to hang.
FREE SHIPPING in the Continental USA via Fedex Ground from the gallery Houston.

A funny thing happened on the way to aleatoria...
Somewhere between representation and abstraction, J. Coleman Miller finds a new kind of surrealist expressionism. Eerie aqueous faces of angst and passion hidden within diaphanous veils of liquid flesh. Floral fluids teeming with twisted crickets. Tortured spirits embroiled in gaseous infernos. Nebulous glacial prehistoria infected with fractal relfections and vitreous pathogens. Sultry vaporous nymphs smoldering in the molten pools of aleatoric magma from which the earliest signs of art emerged. The mysterious images of J. Coleman Miller evoke wonder and delight without allowing us to
Limited Edition #1 of 10 from the Vapor Series, this large archival inkjet print on aluminum panel with gloss UV coating is signed, numbered and ready to hang.
FREE SHIPPING in the Continental USA via Fedex Ground from the gallery Houston.

A funny thing happened on the way to aleatoria...
Somewhere between representation and abstraction, J. Coleman Miller finds a new kind of surrealist expressionism. Eerie aqueous faces of angst and passion hidden within diaphanous veils of liquid flesh. Floral fluids teeming with twisted crickets. Tortured spirits embroiled in gaseous infernos. Nebulous glacial prehistoria infected with fractal relfections and vitreous pathogens. Sultry vaporous nymphs smoldering in the molten pools of aleatoric magma from which the earliest signs of art emerged. The mysterious images of J. Coleman Miller evoke wonder and delight without allowing us to