This is a buddy of mine who we called “Beaumont,” which is where he is from in Texas. He was always playing the guitar and singing country songs. I would come out of the recreational center and he’d be sitting on the bench or on the ground singing and playing at Yazoo. They were songs I’d never heard before, but I absolutely loved them. He was such an iconic sight for so many years, I asked him if I could paint him. I told him that I would make sure it got to his home, and I know he got it because I received a photo.
