He made a nice coffee table. He painted it with my favorite color. canary yellow. But because we did not painted it it white as a _base_ paint. he painted it more than 10 x on and on till we get the exact color I wanted. he is not satisfied with nailing the wood. he wanted it to last so he used screws and glues to bind the wood.
I asked for his signature under the painted table.
You will notice the two coffee cups. one is painted with an American Flag. and the other one is painted with a Philippine Flag.
This painting is more than a history .. a story to last. Perhaps I might not meet him again.. or maybe we still will... but who knows.
But this painting as I always look at it vividly.. it reminds me of a dream that came true.. meeting him.
We made a lot of things while he stays here.. painted so many things to remember ...we wanted it to last.
I am going to give them to my grandchildren who knew how to take care of those good remembrance of the past.....me and Jim.
Our distance is half of the world apart..........
