Less Talk, More Photos

Here's the crew of people I work with, if y'all is interested.

Chico is in the white T-shirt. He is the artistic director and visionary behind ARW. He's a gentlemen, a scholar, and a classically trained pimp.

Sue is the little red-head with the hat on. She's Irish, petite, dainty - but don't be fooled. She swears like a sailor, drinks like a fish, smokes like a chimney, and uses simile like, uhh, a washed-up ancient greek comic book writer. Today was literally the first time I've ever seen her without combat boots on.

Frank is the big guy in the blue T-shirt. Somethings may change in life, like the tides, the phases of the moon, the smell wafting up from the dirty Brooklyn sidewalks - but Frank's T-shirt does not change. It is always blue. Always.

Bruce is the really nice and goofy guy in the green t-shirt in front of the car frame. Bruce used to be a Masai warrior tribesman in east Africa, but it turns out he couldn't jump more than about 1 and 3/8th inches (we measured) - so they kicked him out of the entire African continent in shame and sent him to Brooklyn to eat rice crackers and weld aluminum.

There's a few more team members that I didn't get to here, cause I'm limited to only 5 pictures at a time. There is a nice shot here of us sitting down to one of our meals in the shop. It's one big family. Frank is wearing blue.

peace, bitches.