A blank canvas, again.

When I heard the OJ house burned to the ground I knew I had to go down... putting Mom off for just a couple hours. My first reaction, "Damn those stupid mofo's!". Tyree thinks otherwise and sees yet another opportunity. Not to fret, only move forward. As Bach played from his truck, Tyree seemed to be conducting what's to come. The sun came through the clouds and he stepped back to envision his next creation. Truly inspiring. Thank you Tyree.

More images over on Flickr - click away - g

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