I met Bob Spina years back in Rapid City, SD. I was on my way to the National Dirt Track on Hwy 44 and it looked like a tornado was coming. I ducked into a garage, and this white bearded guy and his young chic followed suit. Little did I know, this man (Bob Spina) would influence my artistic side and ultimately introduce me to a wide range of celebrities, rock stars, bike builders, wrestlers and whatever other colorful clients frequent his shop. This photo was taken last week in the Mustang as we cruised over to get the '56 Nomad. My friend, my uncle - Bob Spina.
Painting Legend: Bob Spina of Las Vegas
I met Bob Spina years back in Rapid City, SD. I was on my way to the National Dirt Track on Hwy 44 and it looked like a tornado was coming. I ducked into a garage, and this white bearded guy and his young chic followed suit. Little did I know, this man (Bob Spina) would influence my artistic side and ultimately introduce me to a wide range of celebrities, rock stars, bike builders, wrestlers and whatever other colorful clients frequent his shop. This photo was taken last week in the Mustang as we cruised over to get the '56 Nomad. My friend, my uncle - Bob Spina.
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