It's our annual end of year online exhibit. Selected prints and artworks available for a limited time. Great art at prices all ranges can afford.

Here is the new millennium 



Political Prostitution 

Illusion manipulated by the corporate institution


The crosses we bare

The flags we swear to

The gods we praise 

The voices we raise 



© 2002 Franck de las Mercedes

Entre hipnotizado gentío
Vamos siempre cautos y atentos
Tratando de encontrar una respuesta superior a lo glorioso
Pero nos lo impide una fingida desnudez


© 2000 Franck de las Mercedes


Working on flower studies and floral works on paper since 2013, inevitably sparked curiosity for gestural flowers as large works on canvas. This wasn't explored till now and the decision is quite a turning point, filled with creative enjoyment, plus new way of working with my palette. The result is this series of bouquets and floral bunches  which shares the name of the initial series on paper "Floret." The first painting below is about my maternal grandmother who I consider the direct introductory link into art making. Feels appropriate to honor her during the Day of the Dead celebrations. Enjoy! Celita's Tinajón - 2018 Acrylic on canvas 32" x 44" zfmq_celitas--1.jpg
Call Upon Lo Cosmico - 2018 Acrylic on canvas 32" x 44"   zfmq_Cosmic--1.jpg
Black Flowers 2018  Acrylic on canvas 16" x 28" zfmq_BlackFlowers2018--1.jpg

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AHA Fine Art invites you to "imperfectly perfect" opening this Thursday Oct. 18, 6-9pm @ Spring Natural, 98 Kenmare St NYCAHA Fine Art invites you to "imperfectly perfect" opening this Thursday Oct. 18, 6-9pm @ Spring Natural, 98 Kenmare St NYC

La diferencia entre un mozote y una flor es tu juicio. -Anonimo
The difference between a weed and a flower is your judgment. -Unknown

These are two works in progress from my new series titled "Concrete Nature" It is inspired by the weeds that grow in the cracks and crevices of the sidewalks of NYC. It started as snapshots I took around my neighborhood which eventually became painted studies of them. Besides the deep greens and aesthetic beauty that captured me  when seeing them juxtaposed against walls and cement surfaces; I found a lot of beauty and motivation in their resilience and will to grow in the most minimal crevice. They emerge and thrive in seemingly, lifeless, cold and hard terrain. The roots beneath find a way to grow and to face the light, altering the gray landscape and making it clear that sooner or later it is concrete that breaks.


He was once a painter 
Once, he was leading light 
He never had a mentor 
He never got that far
But he had existence

He even had the will to walk his own terrain 

He didn’t mean to live unwanted
He never wanted to die of no use
All that he wanted was to walk among the great as he was promised


© 2002 Franck de las Mercedes

En el espacio.  
En esa monstruosidad
se esconde todo esto.


© 2000 Franck de las Mercedes