Open your eyes. Look up to the skies and see.

Queen.  News of the World.  Luckily, this record came to me with a huge scratch - or I would not have painted it.  Because Queen is kind of.......shall we say.....sacred and awesome.  Some records you just don't mess with. But this one was already a car ride away from the garbage, due to its unplayability.  And now it's art.  And it lives in San Francisco, with a handsome genius who I'm very proud to call my cousin.