It is Father's Day and I'm thousands of miles from my poppa.
But here are some pictures he painted.
He said he painted because they couldn't afford art for their walls.
Here are some things he built.
He built the harpsichord with his brother, my uncle Hyme.
First they had to build the tools to build the harpsichord. It took 8 years.
And here are some people he built.
Here are some people who exist as a result.
The moral of this story is to take more and better photos.