Globally recognized artist in Sunny Los Angeles creating art thats as polarizing as it is playful, a creative who makes you stop and ask what ya feeling? and why? And always believes the luckiest days are ahead.
How Lucky Are We?
For inquiries:
hello@luckydey.art
NOTES FROM 30,000 FEET:
WHERE HEADS MEET CLOUDS
Some wear their dreams like hats— I wear mine like a 747, Crown of aluminum and ambition, Wings spreading wider Than everyone's expectations.
See that perfect shade of lipstick? It matches the determination Of every woman who ever looked up And thought: "Not high enough, Not far enough, not dream enough."
The hangar walls grow forest-green With envy or with hope (Sometimes they're the same thing) While I stand here wearing Tomorrow like a hat.
They say keep your head out of the clouds. I say: Why stop there? Let's wear the whole damn sky, Turn jet engines into accessories, Make runway models of us all.
Dimensions: 90 X 90"
Year: 2002
Big Dreams
2024
Big Dreams
2024
Click for Price / Available
Learn more
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NOTES FROM 30,000 FEET:
WHERE HEADS MEET CLOUDS
Some wear their dreams like hats— I wear mine like a 747, Crown of aluminum and ambition, Wings spreading wider Than everyone's expectations.
See that perfect shade of lipstick? It matches the determination Of every woman who ever looked up And thought: "Not high enough, Not far enough, not dream enough."
The hangar walls grow forest-green With envy or with hope (Sometimes they're the same thing) While I stand here wearing Tomorrow like a hat.
They say keep your head out of the clouds. I say: Why stop there? Let's wear the whole damn sky, Turn jet engines into accessories, Make runway models of us all.
Dimensions: 90 X 90"
Year: 2002
Big Dreams
2024
Click for Price / Available
Learn more
-
NOTES FROM 30,000 FEET:
WHERE HEADS MEET CLOUDS
Some wear their dreams like hats— I wear mine like a 747, Crown of aluminum and ambition, Wings spreading wider Than everyone's expectations.
See that perfect shade of lipstick? It matches the determination Of every woman who ever looked up And thought: "Not high enough, Not far enough, not dream enough."
The hangar walls grow forest-green With envy or with hope (Sometimes they're the same thing) While I stand here wearing Tomorrow like a hat.
They say keep your head out of the clouds. I say: Why stop there? Let's wear the whole damn sky, Turn jet engines into accessories, Make runway models of us all.
Dimensions: 90 X 90"
Year: 2002
Globally recognized artist in Sunny Los Angeles creating art thats as polarizing as it is playful, a creative who makes you stop and ask what ya feeling? and why? And always believes the luckiest days are ahead.
How Lucky Are We?
For inquiries:
hello@luckydey.art