I’m thinking Mrs. Celophane is French, but it doesn’t matter. Because style knows no nationality! At first glance, I thought that these were voodoo dolls washing spaghetti in washing machines. I could still be right. I’ll let you decipher, then we’ll compare notes!
Célophane Emballe
Published May 16, 2011 x Leave a CommentTags: abstract, Célophane Emballe, lowbrow

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