I was riding on the bus one cold afternoon in downtown Phoenix, and I saw this girl across from me; I wanted to draw her. Broaching the subject of becoming a model is not my forte … on a bus … in Phoenix … without a business card that says: “Yes, she paints paintings, she is not perverted!” So, I did the next best thing. I stared at her all the way to my stop, so I could memorize her features and, at least, try to do the portrait I saw in my mind.
Staring works well, if you can do it without being noticed. When she did notice, I was happy to think I could go ahead and stop looking. Gosh, artists are weird people! Especially, the ones on the bus! This is a 6×6 oil on canvas.