Gallery Wrap - Gallery Wrap Vs. Canvas Stretching

Gallery Wrap Vs. Canvas Stretching

There is sometimes confusion between "gallery wrap" and a "stretched canvas". Gallery wrap is a method of displaying art wrapped over thick wooden bars. There are no visible fasteners (e.g., staples or tacks). It is a finished product that is intended to be hung unframed.

In contrast, stretched canvas is not a finished product. This process precedes the framing process. The hardware is also unique; the stretcher bars are thinner allowing the fasteners to show.

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