One Hundred Days of People

In 2015, I challenged myself to paint 100 Portraits in 100 days…

Nothing inspires me more than the people in my life, from the ones I’ve known for years and only see occasionally, to the ones I interact with everyday. I decided to commit one hundred days to developing the skill of portrait art. To drawing my people. One hundred days of people. I made a list of names and randomly selected one everyday.

The Process

 

Who to paint next?

When I started the project I put over a hundred names in this jar and draw one everyday. The randomness has been one of the best decisions - it's fun and eliminates the whole picking and choosing aspect.

 

Thoughts along the way…

Day 8 –

Wrapping up week one, and what a week it's been. I feel like I'm learning and growing on an excelerated level - learning about art process, endurance, dependance, relationships, vision, and more.

Overall, I've enjoyed the nightly time painting, but there've been a few times late at night where this project has cause me anxiety. Thoughts of keeping this up for another ninety-something days terrifies me. It's a large commitment and people remind me all too often how ambitious it is. When I think about making time everyday to paint, of staying up later after a long day of work when I would rather sleep, of posting portraits that I'm not satisfied with artistically, etc. I get anxious.

But when I stop and think about the people, everything comes into focus. When I think about the next person, I think about who they are and what they mean to me - and I know I have to paint them. I want to show them that they are valued and appreciated.

If this was any other project, I know I wouldn't make it through. I'm too much of a big-picture thinker that I need something more than just the art itself to keep me motivated. I have a huge amount of respect for those doing the 100 day project that are staying motivated by appreciation of the simple. But I don't have nearly enough confidence in my art to give it value on its own. There needs to me something more where that the art becomes the means, not the end. So the people in my life, they make everything worth it.

 
 

“My hope is that my hand and brush strokes would be just enough to portray the essence and spirit of a person. And when that happens - when someone looks at some water and pigment on a piece of paper and sees someone's joy, or someone's humanity - I cannot deny the presence and empowerment of God. And that alone keeps me painting.”

 
 

Day 23 –

We are what we repeatedly do, excellence then is not an act, but a habit.
–Aristotle

There's something memorizing about repetition. Doing something over and over, with different faces, different music, different moods. Yet still the same thing; day after day. 

We are creatures of habit and of schedules. To get cosmic - we were born on a rotating earth, circling around ourselves; circling the sun. Progressing through time via the vast phenomena of repetition. And this life bound by cycles is part of what it means to be human. Is it crazy to think that we grow most by repeatedly doing something? 

These thoughts have been on my mind a lot lately. Painting a dripping head (or as one friend commented: “giving all my friends dread-locks”) has become part of my daily routine. I’m getting more comfortable with it and wonder if it’ll soon become mundane. If I’ll get bored of the consistency. And I think that’s common. Sometimes we resist the constant, look for freedom outside of the routine. But most of the time I find more freedom and within the cycle. Safety in commitment. Growth in discipline. Reward in repetition. And it’s neat to have a visual representation of that form of slow growth - it's kind of mesmerizing at this point.

 

Day 85 –

So I took a risk and did a more challenging, low-light shot tonight. To be honest, it was a struggle and I'm not pleased with how it turned out. When this happens I'm always tempted to start over, but my time is too limited and that isn't really what this project is about anyway. I want to be real and I want to show how this is a process - there are ups and downs and a whole lot of vulnerability involved. I know I'm like 80-something in, but I still get nervous every time I post. These paintings and words are a part of me, and sharing isn't always easy - but I do believe it's good. So here's to authenticity and the (all-too-familiar) unsettling feeling of posting regardless.

Day 100 –

Wow, day 100! It's definitely been one of the more challenging things I've ever done, but the reward has been so worth it. I’ve grown more as an artist and person than I can sum up into this caption.

My hope is that this project has been encouraging to you. That each portrait has been a small expression that people are known and valued. That it’s always worth it to make time in our busy lives to give our attention to the people around us.

I could not have made it through without the Lord - who inspires me more than anything.
And of course you guys. YOU ALL have been with me in this - supporting me everyday, and I end with an abundance of gratitude for all the conversations and comments that've kept me going.

 The Show

To conclude this project, I thought it'd be neat to see all hundred portraits hung up in one place while I still had them together. So I threw a pop up art show and invited friends, family and coworkers. It was a great evening, and I couldn't be more grateful for everyone who came out or supported me in any way in this project! And a huge thanks to Maddie Davis for photographing the night.

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