You are cordially invited to the private view of
DUNGENESS DESERT
The reflections of 13 artists
on
Thursday 25 October, 2018
from 6pm to 9pm
at
Art Hub Gallery
5-9 Creekside - Deptford - London SE8 4SA

I do hope you will join me,
Javier

 The exhibition will be open from the 25th till Sunday 4th of November | 12 - 5pm (Thu-Sun)
I am participating in this collective exhibition with these two images
Dungeness
Giclée print on Carson Aquarelle Rag
120cm x 70cm
Signed, limited edition 1/1
The Boat
Giclée print on Carson Aquarelle Rag
50cm x 70cm
Signed, limited edition 1/1

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