He’s that dude. Checkout more photos from the opening here.

Twenty years on the trains, in addition to studio works in oil and charcoal, John Perry has captured over a thousand New Yorkers, sleeping, or absorbed in their own worlds as they ride beneath the streets.
Miraculously surviving years in the New York that earns, lives, and dies at night, Perry has arrived at a combination of technical mastery and raw feeling that reveals itself only once in very few generations. It is only a small matter of time before his talent overwhelms his aversion for attention and reluctance for self-promotion.

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