New Friend

On my first day of class after many years away from school,
however I struggled to find my way into the arms of my dreams,
I met Pizo.
Worn baggy blue jeans with paint splattered artwork covering with disregard for convention so much of those pants as to be unsure if they really were blue jeans, Hawaiian tourist shirt with the pocket so loaded down with hidden goodies that it seemed the buttons were done askew;
this has been the one of many constants that you can expect from my eccentric artist friend,
he is like that worn blanket that shields you from a world so BIG when you're a tot still clinging for dear life to the comforts of childhood.
His hair remains unkempt, almost hiding the genius twinkle in his rebel soul eyes,
but his fabulous spirit leaves no time to blink before his mouth explodes in quirky and ecclectic conversation.
He is always there in our crowded art department,
gesso'ing huge papers for his brilliant acrylic delights
filling the ears of anyone near with his delightful musings.
A once corporate big wig now gone wild in the field that feeds him and us in return. So, a link to the right will lead you to the world of our Pizo, we love him and will miss him on the days he will share at UTD instead of our Brookhaven retreat. Welcome Pizo!!!