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!

You trekked the far reaches of Marfa's high desert to attend my exhibition at White Walls Gallery- thank you! New works and past favorites are selected for this curation to entrance you with bootlegging flappers, vengeful rubber hose cartoon characters, icy cultural landmarks ravaged by overtourism, giant octopi crushing man's desire to explore liquid space, and carousels so precariously built all it takes is one direct strike of lightning to put your lights out (pun intended). Enjoy this poap as a thank you for stepping into my crazy world, Tragic Kingdom. https://www.superrare.com/rebeccarose

Well howdy there pardner, pleased to meet ya! Ain't every day I get to meet folk's driftin' through the high desert, and I reckon you've got a good sense of adventure making the trek and spottin' me in the crowds. This here mighty poap is now in your ever lovin' hands, it's what them Marfa art folks are gettin' all riled up about. Pleased as a lark on a spring mornin' to make your acquaintance- shakin' hands with you got me grinnin' like a coyote with a mouth fulla chicken!