Rose Dust
‘Skies so wide, they weep streaks of blood into the brittle earth. The heat gets muddled, confused as the daily monsoon builds. Everything here is intense and yet soft leaving scratches on your skin.’
We pulled into this little town as the pandemic shadow peeled from the Southwest. Windows still bordered up, dust collecting on artfully displayed cowboy hats. Church yards full of saltbush, blowing like popcorn in wind. Dirt roads through the sparse round corners of Adobe architecture. Our first night caught us entirely off guard. Like the opening ceremony to another life. Colours for which there are no words and the bruising of a sky that lingers just below the sensation of escape.
‘Skies so wide, they weep streaks of blood into the brittle earth. The heat gets muddled, confused as the daily monsoon builds. Everything here is intense and yet soft leaving scratches on your skin.’
We pulled into this little town as the pandemic shadow peeled from the Southwest. Windows still bordered up, dust collecting on artfully displayed cowboy hats. Church yards full of saltbush, blowing like popcorn in wind. Dirt roads through the sparse round corners of Adobe architecture. Our first night caught us entirely off guard. Like the opening ceremony to another life. Colours for which there are no words and the bruising of a sky that lingers just below the sensation of escape.
‘Skies so wide, they weep streaks of blood into the brittle earth. The heat gets muddled, confused as the daily monsoon builds. Everything here is intense and yet soft leaving scratches on your skin.’
We pulled into this little town as the pandemic shadow peeled from the Southwest. Windows still bordered up, dust collecting on artfully displayed cowboy hats. Church yards full of saltbush, blowing like popcorn in wind. Dirt roads through the sparse round corners of Adobe architecture. Our first night caught us entirely off guard. Like the opening ceremony to another life. Colours for which there are no words and the bruising of a sky that lingers just below the sensation of escape.
Frame Material
Sustainable Victorian Ash: The timber is milled, hand handed and painted || 5mm Acid free Foamboard || 3mm Museum UV Plexiglas
Plexiglass is lighter than glass, helps to protect your work from UV damage and also has the added advantage of being shatter proof (and I promise you can’t tell the difference by looking at it).
Frame Sizes - With Border
Small - Finished Frame 630x455mm
(40mm border - Image size 520x345mm)
Med - Finished Frame 938x673mm
(50mm border - Image size 800x535mm)
Large - Finished Frame 1238x873mm
(50mm border - Image size 1100x735mm)
Frame Sizes - No Border
Small - Finished Frame 630x455mm
(Image Size 600x400mm)
Med - Finished Frame 938x638mm
(Image Size 900x600mm)
Large - Finished Frame 1238x838mm
(Image Size 1200x800mm)
Shipping
Free shipping for all purchases with fully trackable, 100% carbon neutral third-party courier service.
*Please note all orders are custom printed just for you by a local Melbourne printer. This means there are slightly longer lead times than a standard online order, please allow 10 – 14 days for your order to be printed.
You will receive tracking information via an email or text message - “Your delivery from Format Framing is on its way” (10-14 days after placing your order).
Branding & packaging
Your frame will be carefully hand-assembled, sealed using framer’s wax tape and wired so it is ready to hang on your wall. It will arrive carefully wrapped in a custom made, bump-proof packaging
We securely package each package in Polycell EcoPure biodegradable bubble wrap and cartons from 3BC stock from 77% recycled content and 33% FSC certified kraft fibres.
Certificate of Authenticity
Each print will come with a Certificate of Authenticity applied to the back of each frame along with the artist statement.
Custom Orders / Or enquires about other images visible on my website please email me
For international orders (outside Australia) please email me to arrange shipping.