Met him through my primo Raul( Tapon) Salinas, visit his studio several times and really admired his work.Very nice and open  hearted man. May you put ur brush away and admire God's work. Bless you brother 

Just learned of your passing.  remembering you back in Travis High and the your wonderful art. i know you are drawing on the clouds. Condolences to your wife,  children and family. Rest eternal peace

Back in my young days I lived at Meadowbrook's house project and Joe was a friend that was already painting and showing his greatness as a oil painter.  I went into the Air Force for 21 years and lost track of him. Your old friend Gilbert

Once many years ago when I was a young man Jose, myself and a dear friend on the spur of the moment decided we were going to drive to Colorado to buy  some Coors beer.  Well, this was in the days before Coors was available in Texas and since  my friend and I had never been to Colorado we piled into Jose old Volkswagen Beetle car and off we went.  We drove and drove listening to the music on the radio, talking and laughing and feeling the freedom of young men doing something spontaneous and carefree.  Really, the beer was secondary, the main thing was that feeling of freedom and the wind in our sails.
Eventually after hours and hours of driving (because Jose didn’t want to stop anywhere and also we didn’t have that much money for more than gasoline and takeout fast food we just kept going) we finally reached Colorado.  We bought our prized six pack of Coors talked it over and decided to spend the night all sleeping in the VW beetle and leave at first dawn to drive back to Texas.  Well, you can probably guess it was a lousy night sleep but the next morning at dawn off we went making our way back to Austin.
That trip is so memorable because that was the very first time I saw and experienced being in the mountains and snow on the ground!  We stopped, played in the snow, made snowballs, took deep breaths of cool mountain air and piled back into the car and eventually made our way back to Texas safe and sound.  It wasn’t an exotic trip but to me it was a trip of the lifetime and I remember it to this time as did Jose who always brought it to mind again when we were together even after many years had passed.  
Jose was like that, spontaneous, fun loving, kind, adventurous and so much more.  He always made me feel welcomed and always was generous with his time and with what he was involved in.  He was a favourite cousin, a unique individual who possessed a welcoming and mischievous smile, a good human being with a big heart.  I will miss him.


I didn't have him for any art classes, but I got to know him well by hanging around the Art department at Rio Grande ACC. 8 later worked in the RGC Learning Resources Center and saw him quite a lot there. 
He had a big project he'd been working on , in the early days of ACC Rio Grande,  and he recruited his and every other art students to volunteer to help him (and another Hispanic ACC Rio Grande Art Professor) paint a huge mural in the stairwell in between the first and ground floors! I helped as often as possible and he spurred us on when the original design had to be adjusted. I remember being very sad when I heard that ACC had decided to completely paint over the mural, wiping out all the work we put in. Vaya Con Dios, John!

This picture was taken in our backyard of our home on Jewel St. in South Austin. Pictured are Stella, Joe Jr., Rudy and Betty Ann. 

Lots of fun memories there.  Once in a rare heavy snow all the little gang of cousins and friends  found an old discarded car hood that we all jumped into and flew down that hill.  Miracle no one was hurt.

On another occasion it rained so heavy that the Colorado River overran its banks and the water flooded our neighborhood.  We opened to front door and let the water out the back door.  The water was deep enough we kids were swimming in it.  Of course we were very big but looking back, yuck!

One summer our little gang went up the hill to a house at Bouldin and Jewel St.   We jumped the fence of the neighbor's yard to steal green plums.  And did we pay for that misdeed with painful stomach aches.

Halloweens the little gang went all over trick or treating and in those days you could walk from Jewel St. across the Congress Ave. bridge to downtown.  There are many, many wonderful memories.  Missing all our friends and relatives who have passed on.  And Joe, Jr.  some day we will all be together again.   GOD willing.

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José Francisco Treviño

9 juin 1941 – 26 juin 2022

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