In the summer of 2013 I was doing the United Streets Citizens project http://theunitedstreetscitizens.blogspot.com/
driving downtown every weekend, finding free parking, spotting homeless people, bracing myself to ask them to be my models for an hour, talking to them as painting, memorizing their stories, writing them down later and posting on blog together with images.
In the fall I moved indoors into the cave. Mia was one of my very first models. I resumed to adhere to my street practices in terms of connecting to the subjects in conversation. In the past two years I have developed as a listener and sometimes talker, I admit.
I am looking at the beginning of Mia's portrait now and realize how badly I killed it later when Mia left the cave condemning me to the unfettered consciousness. It reminds me that good painting is not about ability to paint, but rather about withholding.
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