Well howdy, pardner! Right glad to cross paths with ya. Ain’t often a gal meets folk wanderin’ this lonesome desert trail, and I’d wager you’ve gotta sharp eye for spottin’ me in this dusty crowd. Shakin’ your hand’s got me smiling happier than a hog in a mud wallow and I’m tickled pink as a sunrise to meet ya! www.rebeccarosenft.com

What an absolute delight to meet you amidst the sacred carnival that is Art Basel Miami Beach! The sheer confluence of brilliant art and overpriced rosé is gloriously overwhelming, like a thousand tortured artist souls finally freed to express themselves in pixels, acrylic, and neon. Meeting you here, amidst this chaotic symphony of self-expression, stalled causeways, and aching feet, feels downright kismet. We shall toast to art, life, and the endurance of bananas duct-taped to a wall for the price of a small yacht. Baseltov!