10/12/2026
To every supper club, diner and Friday fish fry spot in the St. Croix Valley:
Six of my pieces on your dining room wall for a month, printed on aluminum. No glass to shatter, and grease wipes right off. I do the hanging and the taking down, and if somebody wants one, I handle it start to finish. Zero commission.
A kitchen where everything's airborne, an old fishing harbor in gold light, a frontier town with a steam train pulling in, one red milkshake in a black-and-white diner. People sit and wait for food anyway. Might as well be looking at something.
Message the page. Two sentences is enough to start.