Portraits of the Southern Tier (2011) explored the idea that identity is a construct of the mind. The project examined the labels we assign to others, how quickly we judge by appearance, and how art can slow that impulse. Of the twenty individuals who signed up, fifteen from diverse walks of life participated in extended live portrait painting sittings. Sitters were encouraged to share stories, deepening presence, and trust. My interpretation of each sitter took two forms: a painted portrait to capture character (developed through sustained interaction) and a written reflection on my creative process and mental chatter. Sitters also wrote private self-descriptions and their take on the creative process. Both sitters and artists descriptions were revealed to viewers only after viewers first formed their own impressions by looking at the painted portrait. By inviting this sequence of looking, guessing, and uncovering, the project used portraiture as a participatory tool to deepen empathy, challenge assumptions, and foster human connection. I invite you to follow the same process and form your own impression of the images below before you read the descriptions.

Howard Coleman, (oil on canvas)
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Debb Vandelinder, High School Art Teacher
Describe yourself in one word: Happy
Long Description: Avid reader, enjoys travel, loves good food, Centered and content person. Volunteers for wheels on meals, food bank and enjoy time with family and friends
Most challenging part for me was sitting still. Enjoyed my modeling very much. I do my thing as an artist and never observed other people doing art so I enjoyed someone else creating. It was really interesting for me to watch you paint. I was watching you think, mix colors, scrub paint off and at every break, checked to where you were. I liked how you talked when you were painting the big objects and then didn’t want me to talk because you were concentrating. You make the best faces when painting. It was interesting to be on the opposite side of easel. My portrait looks quite a bit like me. Eyes, shape of face, hair and given the time frame in which you painted me, it was quite incredible. I especially love the portrait of Howard Coleman, quite spectacular!
Artist: “I signed up, but I don’t like to sit still,” Debb mentioned as she walked in. I smiled and said “I’m sure you’ll do fine,” as she was the Nth person who had told me that. Debb is an artist whose work I admire. I, however, never really got to know her, even though we meet at many artist gatherings. As she posed, I was making a mental note to myself about being less ambitious for the next model. I knew she was pale-skinned with very uniform variations in tone from hair to neck, and then I suggested pastel and white clothes! A high-key painting is what I had in mind, but in the time frame given, it was a challenge! “Crazy woman, tone down your ambition,” I told myself.
I pushed my insecurities aside and started painting. A half hour before her sitting ended, I was so unhappy with the likeness that I erased her entire left side and started painting with her eyes closer together. That’s it. That did it. I had her likeness, her “content” look, and had pushed color to the extent I wanted. I was exuberant.

Jaya Mangalagiri, High School Math Teacher
Describe yourself in one word:
Long Description: Dedicated, ethical, accountable and hard-working, patient and persevering, kid at heart, caring.
Painting never made any sense to me; the most I could do was admire the colors in a painting. So when my turn came to model because the previous model had canceled, I took it more as an opportunity to spend time with my close friend. I learned a few things about my physical self that day. Comments like “You have such traditional Indian features,” “lovely forehead, large eyes, and perfectly curved lips” stuck with me. Coming from an artist, it made me feel proud of myself. I kept trying to see how the portrait was turning out in the glasses that Vani was wearing; I could see me. Finally, when I saw the portrait, my feelings ranged from “too beautiful to be me” to “maybe it is the artist’s perception of me” to “maybe Vani tried to please me.” I am still baffled by the fact that someone can look at another person, mix up some colors, and use them to make a painting of them. And having such a talented artist as my friend made my heart swell with pride! I had the opportunity to watch Vani as she finished up another painting the same day. The expressions of the model and the artist, on taking a look at the finished piece of art, reminded me of the feeling a teacher has when her struggling student makes an A on the Regents Exam! Art is an expression indeed, filled with such emotion and the personality of the artist and the model!
Artist: Having successfully completed a difficult painting, I was very confident about painting my close friend. I knew her. My overconfidence/cockiness resulted in the entire session being a girl’s day out. We listened to Indian radio channels, gossiped, lunched out, and when it came close to wrapping up, I panicked. I had a self-imposed restriction on the use of color, texture, and an overwhelming desire to please. My emotions took over, and my artist acumen shut down. I had no perception of character. I just copied her likeness, and that too rather flimsily. I was not in the moment. To make matters worse, the weather became dark and cloudy, and I couldn’t even figure out the colors on my palette. Having mixed the colors rather mechanically while singing and rocking to blaring music, I couldn’t trace them back, unlike how I had done when I painted Howard. Was this the truth, or was I giving myself excuses for my in-capabilities as an artist? I was shattered, and my confidence shaken. I felt I had disappointed myself and my friend. My fears and insecurities as an artist returned.

Describe yourself in one word: Bubbly
Long Description: I am Confidant, regal, wise, a leader. When I first came in, I was so excited, I didn't sleep the night before. I was afraid too. Afraid that the portrait wouldn't look like me and I would have to lie to Mrs. Akula so as not to hurt her feelings. It was a fun process that got very hard towards the end. That is the longest I have sat without moving much. I can now tell my kids "You can't sit still for a minute and I sat for 8 hours for a portrait". I would however do it again and knowing what to expect would do a better job at posing. The first day was creepy. It was so much fun to see how it started. I saw another Yvie on the easel and her eyes followed me everywhere I went. The next day, as it became half color and half drawing it looked less like me but as the color kept going in, it started to look like me again. I feel like I can kind of relate to it in a way. It reminds me of a picture I have with my sister. I feel very elegant and confidant every time I see that picture and it is interesting that someone else sees me that way. It brought out a whole different style of how I act in front of people.
Artist: I’ve known Yvie since first grade. “Wow, what a beautiful room!” was followed by, “I feel like a princess!” when she stepped onto the model stand. She stayed confident the whole time, though I wondered why she moved her head so often. Every slight shift changes perspective. She demanded intense focus on my part to be able to capture likeness while I was conversing. I found this very challenging.
After the portrait, I realized she had quietly, without complaining, faced two fears—of old things and spiders. Her long lock of hair in front reminded her of crawling spiders, and she kept shaking off the imaginary ones. Her demeanor however was not of fear but confidence. How brave!
Knowing this story was insightful. I had captured her brave, proud, and elegant side—very different from the bubbly, outspoken girl I’d always known.
Yvie Molingou, 6th Grader
Yvie is an 8th grader at the Alternate School of Math and Science. Born in Pennsylvania, she moved to Painted Post just before her 7th birthday. She lives with her mother, an Innovations Effectiveness facilitator at Corning Incorporated; her father, a chiropractor; a brother; and her baby sister. Though she calls the Southern Tier home, her favorite place is Paris. She has traveled widely, including France, Congo, other parts of Africa, and across the United States and Canada.

Nicole Scott, (oil on canvas)
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Dr Herbert Leon MacDonnell, (oil on canvas)
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Robert Cole Jr, (oil on canvas)
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Karen Vogler, (oil on canvas)
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Ira West, (oil on canvas)
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Dr Ravi S. Akula, (oil on canvas)
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