Mac and I just exhibited this piece of a good friend and fellow artist who past away 3 years to the day that we did this piece. He was a great friend and very instrumental partner in my early piecing history.  We shared a lot of great times, sad times, and painful times.  When I went to the funeral and saw him laying there in the casket, I saw a beautiful image of a man who’s life was cut short, I felt that I would have liked to do a painting from it but felt it wasn’t the right time to take a photo.  Months later I was hanging with his Brother Gil, and had asked him if anyone had taken a photo, he came back and brought me the photo that I had wanted to take.  Time past and it was put away for the right moment. Mac and I had this show planned at Mid City Arts.  So when It came time to do the piece, I remembered him, the date just happened to fall on the same time he was killed, and He was actually shot right next door, so all the signs where pointing to a piece to celebrate his life.  Mac came thru as any good friend always does and Im grateful to him, for painting a portrait of someone who meant a lot to me and his family and crew.

The Quote on the Tux. Reads:

This was something he used to like to say:

The Wise Move In Silence:  Meadowbrook I die.

He Restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his names sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art wih me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.  Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: Thou anointest my head in oil. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:

We will miss you forever our beautiful brother, son, uncle and friend.