Hector the Fox has a roguish glint in is eye. This is because I just caught him red handed, emerging from the wine cellar with a bottle of Moët poorly hidden behind his back. I could tell by the swagger that he had already tasted a few bottles to make his choice, but what he doesn’t know is I swapped all the real bottles for water after his last escapade.
It’s not often I bring part of an animal’s anatomy into a description, but I can honestly say these framed canvases are the dog’s b@//*#ks! - they are absolutely stunning; the nearest thing I can offer to an original painting. The top-quality canvas nestles perfectly within this contemporary black frame, with a small 5mm gap to create a floating border. I honestly couldn’t be happier with them!