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It's Master Class Time! Ekphrastic Poetry with Jessica M. Wilson

 I am so honored to announce my partnership wtih Avenue 50 Studios, a premiere art gallery in Highland Park, in a historic part of NELA. 

Starting April 25, I will be teaching my Ekphrastic Poetry Master Classes!

We meet 6:30-8pm, in person at Avenue 50, examining and embodying modern artworks in curent residence at Avenue 50!

Not only that, learn more from Art History as we delve into Masterpieces that lend themself to the technicques or inspiraions behind the art.

Classes are $20 each. 

Minimum of 3 classes will earn you publication by LA Poet Society Press.

Meet and Greet contemorary Artitsts! 

Learn Art History, write and embody visual art, to bring a new perspective and experience to the artwork!

Register by visiting:



https://www.lapoetsociety.org/product-page/registration-for-jessica-m-wilson-ephrastic-poetry-master-class

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