If you have a son like me, you're left with an unending supply of art. And when that son goes off to college, you have some decisions to make. Luckily for me, my parents like most of the stuff I do and I get to see it up on the walls whenever I make it home. Take a look through my childhood home and check out the great variety of work, new and really old, that still don the 110 year old house in which I spent my first 18 years
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| This is a piece by my great-cousin(?) Leo Smith. |
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| And the piles begin... |
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| A shot of my old bedroom with records, covers, and a few pieces that have yet to be painted over |
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| I used to paint guitars in HS. |
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| Sometimes art makes a good table |
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| Move into the garage for some larger pieces... |
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| Only the brave make it up to the garage attic... |
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