Good ol’ Fresno
After visiting Cairo, Fresno, to me, is quite a nice place to be. I appreciate the clean streets and neighborhoods, and orderly traffic much more now than I used to. I love the friendly faces I see in the Tower … Continue reading
After visiting Cairo, Fresno, to me, is quite a nice place to be. I appreciate the clean streets and neighborhoods, and orderly traffic much more now than I used to. I love the friendly faces I see in the Tower … Continue reading
After a little over a week in Florence… Actually at this point I don’t know how long I have been in Florence since I got back from Egypt. Was it a week, or a month? It’s difficulty to gauge without … Continue reading
Max took me out to the Depositoria in Florence and let me look for my bike there. It was nowhere to be found. I originally built this bike from the ground up, paint and all for Bekkah, but the second … Continue reading
I have been in Florence since the 18th of November just visiting friends, getting all my things together to ship back to the states. It’s one of those tasks that you just don’t want to deal with. It means that … Continue reading
Yesterday was such a rediculously long day. Bekkah woke me up at 7:00 to say our last goodbye ever. That was sweet of her. After she and Sophia left I had fun in her apartment after she left for work. … Continue reading
At some point along the way I met Chantelle Dinkel and she decided in five minutes I was cool and invited me to come to switzerland to paint. I was extatic. Chantelle is quite an awesome person. Lots of fun … Continue reading
I get the I get the urge to paint a large Ponte Vechio the view under Ponte Alle Grazie the next bridge down from the ponte vecchio. Its a pretty epic view. So I get down there. I get all … Continue reading
Max is one of my best friends from the FAA and he’s back for the third term of the Florence Academy of Art. He’s quite the entertainer. Great sense of humor max has. Max arrives around the 20th of September. … Continue reading
I grab my luggage from baggage claim in the Florence Airport, and I enjoy this familiar feeling. I’m ecstatic. Thrilled! Taxi cab is waiting for me outside pronto. The driver is a beautiful thin italian woman, who is very nice, … Continue reading