Okay, so let me let you know when i write (type) this I am a little more than partial about the person I am writing about.
He is my Tio. My mother’s brother. He is a soft spoken man with a heart of gold. He is an artist. He lives in the next little town, Woodbridge. And as close as we live to one and other, we see each other maybe twice a year. If I can get away to see once of his shows I am there. I try to make to the artists’ reception but that doesn’t always happen.
His style is bright, Salvador Dali-esque. He is the quintessential cool. (If that even makes sence, sounds good though! 🙂 )
Catch ya later….