I first conceived of this ongoing series when I stumbled across an unfinished portrait painted on linen, circa 1812. The solitary seated figure was a young man in a fine black suit. There was no background, nothing to distract the viewer from the subject. It was as if he were floating, not in space, but in time—another time. What drew me to the image most was the unfinished quality of it. To me it said, these are works in progress, both the piece and the man portrayed within it.