Welcome to 1989.
In this world, Art Chantry's style is 'cutting edge'*....
...at least until 1995, when yer kid brother learns to really USE Photoshop.
(*- 'THE TIME MACHINE' and all of its subsidiaries cannot be held accountable for the state of Art Chantry- (the man, his work, disposition, or persona/ sanity) outside of this said year: 1989. Hell, for all we know, he becomes a bitter old egomaniac.)