On the evening of June 9th I had the pleasure of attending an exhibition showcasing the work of Robert Cheshire. I have never pretended to be an art connoisseur nor will I ever be one, but here is what I got. The short of is that I was a part of something that made me think. (Yes that's me in one or two of these photos.)

There is nothing I hate more than an over-thinker but that's just because I’m a closet over-thinker myself. That being said, 25 years is a long time to be creating anything. That’s longer than I’ve been alive and if nurturing art is anything like human growth, then after 25 years of nurturing and care the results should be incredible enough to speak for them or itself.