Michael Mize Art Blog
It was incredibly difficult to watch such a close friend suffer in such an unsual way, and he gradually became more and more withdrawn from us. Then unexpectedly on December 23, 1999 he was gone. He left without a word and we have never heard from him since. Our best guess is that my wife and I somehow became a part of his imagined conspiracy and thus, the enemy.
We occassional hear news about him through other friends, and apparently he is doing well, and for that I'm thankful. But I still find myself wondering exactly what happened, and wishing we could have done something to help him.
This is one of several portraits I made of my lost friend in an effort to sort through the incredible range of emotions I was struck with after his sudden disappearance. I did find though, that in the act of making these prints and pouring so much of myself into them, it provided me with some sense of closure. Since I couldn't actually say it person, this became my way of saying goodbye.