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Philip MossÉtant DonnésOil in linen171 x 181cm -
Philip MossBog butterOil on canvas193 x 193cm
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Philip MossCremnitz whiteOil on canvas198 x 147cm
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Philip MossOestrogenOil & mixed media on canvas170 x 200cm
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Philip MossJust a Wee ShowerOil on canvas170 x 200cm
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Philip MossPlagiarised city of the red night, full of sin: pastries, porn and paintings.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossMint tea with Omah in Ramallah and we discuss the beauty of Islam.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossI am so sorry my children have missed out on love letters. They contained so much more than words.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossSelf-consciously I cut the grass as my father did before me. His grass was cut in 2011. Sayonara Dad, so it must be.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossThe man all dressed in black dreams of lost guitars and the curves of a woman's hip.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossYellow mellow honey bum oh how I love you.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossSummer in New York. Cobalt blue, burnt siena, and cadmium yellowPlaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossYou parted your curtains for me on the Stansted Express, and lifted my spirits. A brief Adlestrop moment.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossBewley's in Grafton street and sharing a chocolate Mary with Mary Murphy.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossThe Home. A large field in front of the farm house, hard won and fought over.Plaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
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Philip MossThe Mikado, more a duvet than a biscuitPlaster and oil on linen64 x 64cm
