Price List:
(OPEN EDITION)
$40 5x7 Image in 8x10 Standard Size Signed Matte
$60 8x10 Image in 11x14 Standard Size Signed Matte
$175 11x14 Image in 16x20 Standard Size Signed Matte
$250 11x14 Image in Signed Matte and Custom Framed in 18x22 Frame
$475 16x20 Image in Signed Matte and Custom Framed in 24x28 Frame
$650 20x30 Image in Signed Matte and Custom Framed in 28x38 Frame
(EDITION-450)
$1000 18x24 Signed Edition Image Only
$1200 18x24 Signed Edition Image, Matted and Framed in 28x34 Frame
(EDITION-250)
$2000 24x32 Signed Edition Image Only
$2500 24x32 Signed Edition Image, Matted and Framed in 36x44 Frame
To Order, Please Contact me by Phone at 512-228-0995 or by email at greg@gregdavisphotography.com
~ A Watchful Eye, Spain ~
Riding my motorcycle along the Northwest Coast of Spain through the bone chilling Atlantic winds I ultimately found myself in front of a small "Cerveceria" perched high above the dancing water. Now I don't speak much Spanish but I could certainly figure out what they might be serving inside those walls. Unfortunately, there is no such luck to do much of anything in Spain during the "siesta". All was quiet that afternoon at the cantina, and one of the locals, steadfast, kept a watchful eye on all that approached.
Riding my motorcycle along the Northwest Coast of Spain through the bone chilling Atlantic winds I ultimately found myself in front of a small "Cerveceria" perched high above the dancing water. Now I don't speak much Spanish but I could certainly figure out what they might be serving inside those walls. Unfortunately, there is no such luck to do much of anything in Spain during the "siesta". All was quiet that afternoon at the cantina, and one of the locals, steadfast, kept a watchful eye on all that approached.
~ A Watchful Eye, Spain ~
Riding my motorcycle along the Northwest Coast of Spain through the bone chilling Atlantic winds I ultimately found myself in front of a small "Cerveceria" perched high above the dancing water. Now I don't speak much Spanish but I could certainly figure out what they might be serving inside those walls. Unfortunately, there is no such luck to do much of anything in Spain during the "siesta". All was quiet that afternoon at the cantina, and one of the locals, steadfast, kept a watchful eye on all that approached.
Riding my motorcycle along the Northwest Coast of Spain through the bone chilling Atlantic winds I ultimately found myself in front of a small "Cerveceria" perched high above the dancing water. Now I don't speak much Spanish but I could certainly figure out what they might be serving inside those walls. Unfortunately, there is no such luck to do much of anything in Spain during the "siesta". All was quiet that afternoon at the cantina, and one of the locals, steadfast, kept a watchful eye on all that approached.
Camera: Olympus Corporation (C750uz) |
More details: exif |
Original size: 1674px x 1213px |
Current: 600px x 435px |