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Portfolio

Here are a few of the websites I've created and managed:
Graphics: 

These are images I created for a current project: media coordination for a local church. These images are being used on the bulletin as well as for YouTube Thumbnails. 













Print Ads Created with GIMP:

The real estate company I worked for ran print ads in a number of local publications. I would update these ads weekly. 




Photo Editing

I created this back in 2011 and posted it to this blog. It's one of my most popular posts with over 3800 views. Sadly, I don't remember what I used to create this in. Probably Photoshop. 


Some of the flyers I've created:

These flyers were for putting in the "flyer box" on the signs outside listings. The first one was for a luxury listing. I had fun creating these. 





Animated Gifs & PNGs:










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