tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57042405146234468832024-03-13T07:23:22.681-07:00Austin Phare ArtPatricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-91287642122152001992016-01-11T11:48:00.001-08:002016-01-11T11:48:40.061-08:00Winter Break 2016This year during winter break Austin hung out with the Sacramento grandparents. First week was time with Grampa altering skateboards, constructing ramps, racing slot cars and going to the skate park.<br />
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Austin got a new custom skateboard for Christmas so he asked Grampa to help him convert his old board into a little cruiser. They watched some YouTube videos showing how other skaters did it, then the two of them disappeared into the garage for a couple of days... Afterward they got new wheels and then Austin had to practice using a shorter board. He likes that it's small enough to fit into a backpack.<br />
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During week two gramma taught Austin and Grampa how to cut stencils from repurposed packaging, cardboard and transparencies. They then spray painted the newly converted cruiser skateboard.<br />
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The second week was arting time with Gramma. First we went to Michael's and bought a few supplies. Then we researched some images of the new Mr BB robot from the new star wars film. Then I taught Austin how to use transfer paper to break out the separate colors to various craft papers. He then pasted the papers to canvas using acrylic paint medium as an adhesive. Afterward he painted in shadow with blue muted acrylic paint. He added line details with sharpie markers, painted the sides of the canvas orange then sealed it all with acrylic matte medium.<br />
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His last night in SacTown we saw the new star wars flick, went to an art show and ate Chinese food...<br />
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Over all I think Austin had a good vacation with Gramma Patti and Grampa Jeff doing fun projects, learning cool stuff and going fun places.Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-32506607702850225592013-11-10T17:54:00.002-08:002013-11-10T17:55:38.089-08:00Experimenting With Oil PastelsAustin sent me a snapshot of his newest artwork. He experimented with some oil pastels that came in an art kit he got as a gift. Below the photo is some information he dictated for my to include about the work.<br />
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Oil Pastel Drawing on 8.5 x 11 inch Bond Paper</div>
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"First I drew some random lines that made me think of a face.
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Austin is now 10 years old and his favorite subjects in school are Science and Math. He's currently learning about the digestive system and diggin' it.Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-74202544530208875002013-09-29T16:37:00.000-07:002013-09-29T16:37:09.540-07:00Some Older Artworks by AustinI came across some scans of earlier artworks by Austin made when he was 5 years old. Please Enjoy these...<br />
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I printed out a very faint gray image of a Miro drawing Austin picked out when he was 5. He colored the drawing with magic markers. We titled it <i>Miro Homage</i>.</div>
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Austin at age 5 made this drawing he titled <i>Rainbow Bridge</i>.</div>
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After a trip to the zoo Austin asked me what he should draw. I told him to try and draw the souvenir stickers we bought at the zoo.</div>
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He said I can't draw that, it's too hard. I told him to try to draw just what he sees and not to worry about how good it is because every artist starts out needing to learn how to draw. We were all very proud of his efforts while Austin learned he can do almost anything if he tries.</div>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUFMlO_O_94/TiB5-nfvU3I/AAAAAAAAB4I/Fk7qNJRI8II/s1600/Cups+the+King.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lUFMlO_O_94/TiB5-nfvU3I/AAAAAAAAB4I/Fk7qNJRI8II/s1600/Cups+the+King.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">King of Cups</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">Once there was a king, Kevin, he was the King of Cups. He had lots of cups. But he only used on special one, the Golden Stripe Cup. That cup gave him good luck everyday.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOvt2rbpmJY/TiB5-D4OMSI/AAAAAAAAB38/-SPhDxRLUCM/s1600/18+Sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jOvt2rbpmJY/TiB5-D4OMSI/AAAAAAAAB38/-SPhDxRLUCM/s1600/18+Sun.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">The Sun</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">There was a golden sun. It made dreams come true. The baby, Justin who lived in the kingdom was the king’s little friend who carried the blue flag. He always wanted to ride the horse. The sun made his dream come true.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9j6PcxL12Q4/TiB6AGfAoXI/AAAAAAAAB4g/rxBn4xjQ_i0/s1600/Wands+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9j6PcxL12Q4/TiB6AGfAoXI/AAAAAAAAB4g/rxBn4xjQ_i0/s1600/Wands+2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">Two of Rods</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">There was a man named King Rod who was the king of rods. He met Kevin the king of cups and they were best buds forever and lived happily ever after.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvaJvrz8NiQ/TiB5_uVs2yI/AAAAAAAAB4U/0v6z8UU4eGw/s1600/Rods+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pvaJvrz8NiQ/TiB5_uVs2yI/AAAAAAAAB4U/0v6z8UU4eGw/s1600/Rods+7.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">7 of Rods</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14.0pt;">There was a teenager named Mondo who had 7 rods. Theresa needed 10 more rods to have a collection of 20 rods.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gavin stopped by Theresa’s house and gave her two rods so now she had 12 rods. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Then Mondo thought and gave her all of his rods.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Gavin stopped by her haouse and gave her three rods so now she had 20 rods. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And her and her rods lived happily ever after!</span></div>Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-89086278216870169372011-07-14T13:39:00.000-07:002011-07-14T13:41:52.921-07:00The King of Swords<h3 class="post-title entry-title"></h3><div class="post-header"></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Today I wrote a story. I picked out some cards that Gramma had. Then I started telling a story.</div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 20pt;">The King of Swords</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 16pt;">By Austin Phare</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GxrSY1oQg1I/Th9QAz-R82I/AAAAAAAAB24/uG26BdEQ7kc/s1600/12+Hanged+Man.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GxrSY1oQg1I/Th9QAz-R82I/AAAAAAAAB24/uG26BdEQ7kc/s1600/12+Hanged+Man.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">The man was trying to get cherries from a tree. He got caught in a snare trap that was in the tree.</span> <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73zk9w-H83E/Th9QWznMkmI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dXpw0LizbxI/s1600/Swords+the+King.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-73zk9w-H83E/Th9QWznMkmI/AAAAAAAAB3A/dXpw0LizbxI/s1600/Swords+the+King.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">The King of Swords had made the trap. When Jesus, the hanged man, got caught it triggered an alarm that woke up the King of Swords. The king set Jesus free, saying, “You need to stay away from these trees.”</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XJEjmky0i6s/Th9QkyHcUKI/AAAAAAAAB3E/gRDRDmI5FcI/s1600/Cups+7.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XJEjmky0i6s/Th9QkyHcUKI/AAAAAAAAB3E/gRDRDmI5FcI/s1600/Cups+7.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">A wizard came out of the sky. He was the wizard of the Seven Golden Cups. When he saw Jesus and the king he said, “How about you guys stop fighting and be friends.” The wizard said, “if you two stop fighting I will give you a new kingdom.”</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">So the king and Jesus stopped fighting and they a new kingdom, the Kingdom of the Spirits.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKej0YMMQCQ/Th9RUqR7RCI/AAAAAAAAB3M/_kyjmxq6LAk/s1600/Queen+of+Wands.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKej0YMMQCQ/Th9RUqR7RCI/AAAAAAAAB3M/_kyjmxq6LAk/s1600/Queen+of+Wands.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">The queen of Rods, Cindella, came to the Kingdom of the Spirits. King White Beard thought she was very beautiful so they got married the next day.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERN4UaWYn1s/Th9Rs_tOjNI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/EaM3xpgcGwk/s1600/13+Death.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ERN4UaWYn1s/Th9Rs_tOjNI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/EaM3xpgcGwk/s1600/13+Death.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">A few months later they had a daughter they named Sophelia. Jesus went to war and fell into lava, his skin was burned away but he didn’t die, he was a skeleton. The king and queen had to go away so Jesus protected Sophelia while they were gone.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwp97o9ja-o/Th9R6LoVRqI/AAAAAAAAB3U/eH_5w7aZBAA/s1600/Cups+2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hwp97o9ja-o/Th9R6LoVRqI/AAAAAAAAB3U/eH_5w7aZBAA/s1600/Cups+2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">A couple of days later Sophelia grew up and found a friend, Savator. They went on an adventure to dig some gold. They found two golden cups that belonged to the Wizard of the Seven Golden Cups. The Wizard came out of the sky and gave them a reward for finding his stolen cups. The reward was golden coins and diamonds. Sophelia used the golden coins to pay for her Mom and Dad to come back home.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6cG58S6HtE/Th9SBmpceQI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/wLg0rBwSslw/s1600/10+Fortune.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q6cG58S6HtE/Th9SBmpceQI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/wLg0rBwSslw/s1600/10+Fortune.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">When King White Beard and Queen Cindella came back they found the Wheel of Fortune in their kingdom. They spun the wheel and it said that they will have another child.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWMD0YqBLlE/Th9SJf3QOcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/L8kRrlIJzgY/s1600/Wands+4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aWMD0YqBLlE/Th9SJf3QOcI/AAAAAAAAB3c/L8kRrlIJzgY/s1600/Wands+4.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">A few months later they had twins, Rosie and Goldilocks. They grew up loving to garden. Their mother, who was the queen of rods, gave them four rods. They grew flowers around the rods to ma an arch.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"> </span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKbtGoIp0m4/Th9SR_YXyWI/AAAAAAAAB3g/jqrrvYVThVA/s1600/Swords+Queen.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKbtGoIp0m4/Th9SR_YXyWI/AAAAAAAAB3g/jqrrvYVThVA/s1600/Swords+Queen.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">The Queen of Swords was getting ready for a war against Jesus; it was a war for the Red Diamond Sword. The Red Diamond Sword was used to kill a dragon, the dragon blood made the sword magical. Belief in yourself makes you with battles with the sword. The Queen of Swords never really believes in herself so Jesus won the war.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">Jesus went back to the Kingdom of the Spirits. King White Beard rewarded Jesus with the Red Diamond Sword because he really believed in himself.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;">The End</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14pt;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>The Hanson-Roberts Tarot Deck was used to inspire and illustrate the story. </i></span></b></span></div>Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-78477763073125046412010-12-28T13:15:00.000-08:002010-12-28T13:15:14.818-08:00Chips and Salsa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/TRpS0eGlksI/AAAAAAAAB0w/g9XQpkESXd4/s1600/Chips+and+Salsa+122010+lrg+wm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="259" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/TRpS0eGlksI/AAAAAAAAB0w/g9XQpkESXd4/s320/Chips+and+Salsa+122010+lrg+wm.jpg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>Watermark does not appear in original or digital printouts</i></span> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I hope you like my picture and have a Happy New Year! When you eat chips and salsa it might remind you of this picture. </span><span style="font-size: large;">My gramma loves this picture very much. </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">My art is very good and all you people out there can buy it at my Gramma's Etsy page <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/64889270/chips-and-salsa">http://www.etsy.com/listing/64889270/chips-and-salsa</a>. </span><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">~Austin Lee Phare~ </span></div>Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5704240514623446883.post-41519883547963316902010-02-13T12:08:00.000-08:002010-02-13T15:13:55.306-08:00Happe Noo Yirrs!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cKlFLMvsI/AAAAAAAABq0/Hm5DeWpfq00/s1600-h/NooYirss2010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cKlFLMvsI/AAAAAAAABq0/Hm5DeWpfq00/s400/NooYirss2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437826707233750722" border="0" /></a>This is the first blog about artworks made by Austin Phare. He likes to make art in his room and in his Grandma's studio. He has helped his Gramma pull multicolor woodcut prints and he had his first gallery exhibition in January of 2010 where he sold 4 of his artworks! So he had his first gallery experience and his first sales experience all in one night. That's a lot of excitement for one 6 year old boy!<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">and now a few words from Austin:</span><br /><br />"Hi I'm Austin. I do lots of Art with my Gramma. My Gramma is special because she's an artist and I love her and she's very special. My family is great, my Mom is going to take me to Disney land on spring break. I got good grades in my school. I am going to pass up to second grade one day, I am still in first grade."<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Austin's First Exhibit </span><br />January 2010 at U20 Gallery<br />in Sacramento California</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJMqU0zeI/AAAAAAAABqs/VK85VVyAd0k/s1600-h/Untitled+Mandala+3.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJMqU0zeI/AAAAAAAABqs/VK85VVyAd0k/s400/Untitled+Mandala+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437825188197879266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Untitled Mandala</span>, 10x10" Pastel Drawing<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJMCKMA-I/AAAAAAAABqk/qDX9CKZvcGw/s1600-h/Untitled+Mandala+1+%282%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJMCKMA-I/AAAAAAAABqk/qDX9CKZvcGw/s400/Untitled+Mandala+1+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437825177415844834" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Untitled Mandala</span>, 8x8" Pastel Drawing by Austin Phare<br /><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLo-hPwI/AAAAAAAABqc/2kA6j7N_yrw/s1600-h/Untitled+Mandalas+4.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLo-hPwI/AAAAAAAABqc/2kA6j7N_yrw/s400/Untitled+Mandalas+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437825170656018178" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Untitled Mandala</span>, 6x6" pastel drawing <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOLD</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLSEOjiI/AAAAAAAABqU/B9nQhF6etu8/s1600-h/Untitled+Mandalas+5.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLSEOjiI/AAAAAAAABqU/B9nQhF6etu8/s400/Untitled+Mandalas+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437825164505943586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Untitled Mandala</span>, 6x6" pastel drawing <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOLD</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLME06QI/AAAAAAAABqM/oUIUskxInO4/s1600-h/Untitled+Calaca.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cJLME06QI/AAAAAAAABqM/oUIUskxInO4/s400/Untitled+Calaca.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437825162897844482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Untitled Calaca</span>, 12x9" Mixed Media Collage <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOLD</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI7KFRPsI/AAAAAAAABqE/OkiyXOEJMWE/s1600-h/The+Diamond+of+Deem.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI7KFRPsI/AAAAAAAABqE/OkiyXOEJMWE/s400/The+Diamond+of+Deem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437824887484923586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Diamond of Deem</span>, 11x17" Tempera Painting by Austin Phare<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6_vJOoI/AAAAAAAABp8/GL-_V_r7RRI/s1600-h/SexyHorseButterflyWoman.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6_vJOoI/AAAAAAAABp8/GL-_V_r7RRI/s400/SexyHorseButterflyWoman.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437824884707768962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Sexy Horse Butterfly Woman</span>, 11x17" Collage<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6oxcm0I/AAAAAAAABp0/EATosDrehbw/s1600-h/The+Sunshine+of+the+World.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6oxcm0I/AAAAAAAABp0/EATosDrehbw/s400/The+Sunshine+of+the+World.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437824878543412034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Sunshine of the World</span>, 11x17" Tempera Painting by Austin Lee Phare<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6JwWJUI/AAAAAAAABps/XJdBzbMROKc/s1600-h/The+Magical+King.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI6JwWJUI/AAAAAAAABps/XJdBzbMROKc/s400/The+Magical+King.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437824870217295170" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Magical King</span>, llx17" Mixed Media Collage by Austin Lee Phare<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI5qXVIZI/AAAAAAAABpk/eumiMjRg5Bo/s1600-h/The+Boogie+Monster.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_06TOns_uQ9Q/S3cI5qXVIZI/AAAAAAAABpk/eumiMjRg5Bo/s400/The+Boogie+Monster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437824861790871954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">The Boogie Monster</span>, 11x17" Pastel Drawing <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">SOLD</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Patricia Phare-Camphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04059087712212228191noreply@blogger.com1